A victim to the fury (PM for invite)

[Coren Starchaser]

Coren Starchaser wasn’t the type to sit around and wait. Things happened. They needed to be fixed. Lucky for him? His kid, well his son, because Force knew his daughter wasn’t speaking to him, was able to fill in for a few of his courses at Levantine Astro Academy. That made this a bit easier. He was a man of action, he didn’t sit around and just wait. But that didn’t mean he was going to rush straight into Coruscant with guns blazing aboard a borrowed Levantine Defense Fleet destroyer or the home ship. He could take the Dawn Treader right to Coruscant and begin shelling the world demanding that they turn Sage Bane over.

How well that would work? Well, they were the Sith. Loyalty meant nothing for them. And he was going to hope that stuck true. But it didn’t matter. He put out a bounty and was getting to work. Event Horizon was safe in the Unknown Regions and he was working on not bringing any of this venture back to the Levantines. The Underground? Well, sure. They lost one of their own, any of them wanted to help mount an attack, he’d lead them to Imperial Center.

Or wherever the feth Spark took his captives.

But right now? Coren was in listening mode. Well, not Coren, he grew in his beard a little, changed his hair color to a shade darker, and cut it a bit different. He was now Kyle Topol, a cover name he developed when he first met Kelly. He stole her name, little had he known he’d be making her change to his. But that was a life time ago. Hell, right now? Coren wasn’t even in the Tachyon Rising. His preferred ship was out, doing its thing with the Horizon. Now? He was in a second hand Niathal-Class Shuttle. One that was outfitted with a Nar Shaddaa registration.

It allowed him to keep in contact with the Frontiers Corp and his exploration vessel. He could get back out there soon, but first? He had to find some people. Well, one. And hopefully this track would help him. The man was dressed in a dark out, non descript flight jacket, black pants, white shirt. Simple. Clean, but with an air of murder around him. A blaster, BlasTech, not Merr-Sonn, on his hip, no lightsaber. Right now? He’d strangle people with the Force if they got close.

Stations just outside of the Chiss space were filling up with refugees, even after he had time to evacuate Chiss and pull a ship from the Frontiers Corp. Yeah, the retreat from the Sith got heavy. He was pacing the station, reaching out in the Force and looking. Hunting.

[member="Sayl Bane"]

 

[Sayl Bane]

It figured that, when Sayl decided to visit the planet of Csilla, the Sith would decide to attack. That was simply her luck, at this point, after everything that had transpired in her life previously. What was intended to be time to explore the culture of one facet of her heritage had turned into an emergency evacuation once the Sith fleet was spotted approaching Chiss space. Now she and thousands of other Csillan refugees milled about in one of many stations that those civilians had been transported to. Despite her insistence that she was far from average and the lightsaber at her waist that should have insisted otherwise, she had been transported off-planet with the rest of them. And it was there she waited.

Of course, it had been hard to miss the bounty notice for her twin. Not because she was actively searching, but because word tended to travel fast in enclosed spaces. Even that didn't exactly surprise her, with what she knew of his joining the Sith. What interested her were the individuals hunting him. Not because she wished to stop them, but because she wanted to help, and perhaps have a chance to speak with Sage. With her previous decision to do what was best for the galaxy as a more or less impromptu Jedi, it was all a part of things. Sure, he was family, but even blood ties knew their bounds when it came to the destruction of an entire planet and the murder of innocents. She might have been a street rat, but even she had standards.

Leaning up against the wall she merely watched the numerous Chiss, fully aware of how out of place she was despite sharing some of their blood. With a quiet exhale she reached out with her senses, something telling her that the one searching for her brother was likely here as well. And they would stand out, just like her, whether in the Force or in physical appearance itself. C'mon, I want out of here. This is boring. Finally she touched on someone different, it evident they were sensitive just as she, though possessed of more ability and finer control than she. That was likely who she was looking for. His Force sensitivity likely meant that he had either chanced across her twin on the battlefield, or otherwise interacted with him in an otherwise violent scenario. Altogether unsurprising.

Without any further pause she pushed off the wall, weaving through the crowd and following her instincts. The both of them were more or less on the same search, and there had to be a strange sense of irony in that, given that the man likely wanted him dead. There was still a certain amount of caring she held for Sage, but that was at odds with his recent actions and who exactly he had affiliated himself with. It made it difficult to actively bring herself to look out for his well-being. When he came into sight her pace slowed, and she stopped within conversational distance. "So, are you the one looking for my brother?" Hopefully he would get the hint. It wasn't as if she could get any more direct than that. And he didn't seem like the traditional Jedi type either. Maybe this would work out better than she thought.

[member="Coren Starchaser"]

 

[Coren Starchaser]

Very few thing got Coren Starchaser to lose his cool. He had a balance with who he was and where the Force was with him. Sure, if anyone asked? He answered he wasn’t a Jedi. And that was true, he was something far better. He worked for most of the same goals as a Jedi, well, if they actually worked to help keep people free, and that was good enough for his own mental morality. How others saw him? He didn’t fething care. He did what was needed of him to get a situation dissolved and completed to his ends. If that meant creating death fields from here to Coruscant through every Sith until he got to his target? That was fine. But typically, it was doing what he could to help travelers in need and making everything neat and tidy.

It was a Starchaser thing. Ships, they were ways to get from one place to another, but what they really were? That was freedom. The ultimate freedom. You made your choices, you kept your ship flying. You made it where you needed to go. And right now? One person he cared about, their freedom was under fire. And he needed to fix that issue. Sure, he wasn’t sure if [member="Rekha Kaarde"] had followed him, but the smuggler-turned-Imperial-turned-PMC had already put out a bounty and made his way back to near Chiss Space.

How did they fall so far as a people to side with the Sith? He shook his head as he made his way through the halls. The Dawn Treader, his Home-Ship was on her way out here. They’d bolster their numbers with Chiss looking to get back at the Sith. And those Chiss? They were just what they needed. Update some of the Exalts with new Clawcraft. Pickings here were good for his family. They needed people with a reason to fight, a reason to exist.

If they could get a pair of frigates to back the aging Star Destroyer, they could easily reclaim the world from the Sith.

Coren felt the wave in the Force before he heard the voice. Turning, hand going to his blaster, he quirked up an eyebrow and gave a quick reply in a practiced Chiss accent. “Depends who your brother is.” He didn’t know how many Chiss or other beings were fleeing with the One Sith arrival on Csilla, but… well, he assumed there were people looking for family all over.

[member="Sayl Bane"]

 

[Rekha Kaarde]

[SIZE=12pt]Fifty Shades, Rekha looked at the cover, need a manual on the fifty shades of force user out there she thought to herself.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Rekha was traveling under her mother’s name Mirtha when she was last home on Kelada she worked it out with her mother that she could use her name. Her mother thought it was a game, yesh, life and death game.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Her current look would or might surprise a few people. It was getting her noticed as she strutted in this outfit. It would also get her behind a few closed doors that were screening refugees, taking advantage of their situation, and then they had loose lips. Rekha just wanted to see if she could find out where [member="Sage Bane"] would take [member="Spark Finn"] if it was a common knowledge place.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]If it was it wasn’t where he went.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]So. Where was [member="Coren Starchaser"] was he wearing a locator, of course not. This place was huge but now she had to think like Coren where would he be what was his mindset.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She stood there hand on her hip, hearing some little tune in her head while she was thinking. Her clothes moved with her which only brought a few more looks.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She had an idea, she moved on out strutting her stuff. [member="Dekkan Fray"] would definitely question her sanity right now[/SIZE]

[member="Sayl Bane"]

 

[Sayl Bane]

There were a few traits that those native to or sharing blood with Csillans tended to possess. Sayl couldn't exactly put a word to it, but there was a particular way they walked, an inflection to their voice, the manner in which they carried themselves seeming entirely different. Or maybe it was just because she was half-Chiss herself, her elder half-brother full-blooded, and along with this being her first time around any other Chiss. And for that reason this man stood out to her. There was something about him that placed him as an outsider, like her, though his accent spoke otherwise. Maybe she was just reading too much into things, as she had the tendency to do. That wouldn't have been anything new, as lately she hadn't found herself with a reason to trust much of anyone.

As his hand shifted towards his blaster hers moved for her lightsaber, pausing a few inches away in sign that she wouldn't act aggressively unless he did so beforehand. One who worked outside of the law for the betterment of the galaxy by nature, this sort of stalemate wasn't entirely unusual. But the both of them were more or less working towards the same goal, though for far different reasons. It made them comrades in some sense, and that was good enough for her. "Yeah, you're right, it does depend." That bought her a bit of time before the big reveal, something she wasn't sure how he would react to. The name of the Bane siblings tended to grant either a positive or negative reaction, with their being hardly any in between. This would be another test of just that.

Pretending to study the faces about them for a moment, she allowed her eyes to flash crimson briefly, a betrayal to just who her brother was if he'd paid attention to the species side of things. Briefly she toyed with her lip ring with her teeth, spinning the piece of jewelry momentarily, a nonchalant gesture. "He's not much of a big deal, really, depending on who you're talking to." Her eyes found his face once more. "But I think he matters to you. His name's Sage Bane. We're twins." There it was. Now came the question of whether he would try to kill her immediately after hearing that, or if he would allow her to explain herself just a bit afterwards. When no moves were immediately made for any nearby weaponry she took it as a good sign, and one that she was allowed to continue.

"Listen, I'm not going to stop you from hunting for him, and I'm not going to try and talk you out of things. At this point I'm not sure how much I care about him myself. He's Sith, I'm more or less the opposite of that, and that's that." Never would she call herself a Jedi, no matter the circumstance. The moniker hadn't fit her on Ession, and it wouldn't in the years afterward. Not in her lifetime, if she had any say in it. "But he's still family, and I'd like to talk to him before you go and shoot him in the face, if it's all the same to you. I'll even help you apprehend him if that's what you need. If he'll halfway listen reasonably to anyone, it's me. Besides, something tells me you need a bit of information on just who he is. What do you say?" With the offer made, all there was left to do was wait.

"The name's Sayl, by the way." That was likely an important afterthought, given that, depending on his answer, the two of them would soon be working together. It wasn't as if she could tell him exactly where her brother was at any moment of any day, but she knew his thought processes better than most, and that was enough. Perhaps he'd even pick up if she commed him. Only time would tell how much he'd really changed in the time since they'd conversed months ago on Nal Hutta.

[member="Rekha Kaarde"], [member="Coren Starchaser"]

 

[Coren Starchaser]

He knew that [member="Rekha Kaarde"] was around. She was not going to let him go on this little venture alone. Spark was part of her crew as well, the trio, and add in a few other Underground members, especially Anastasia Rade, who was becoming the fourth member of their crew very fast. But the one thing he knew was that Rekha was here to give him support. They were both having to work the Niathal Shuttle in order to make it ready for the pair, but they had other things to work on as well, like this whole bounty Coren put out.

Get as many hunters looking for coin as they could find, and that meant you’d find your prey really quick. Coren himself? He could find objects, he could probably shatterpoint any ship that Bane was on, so long as the rest of his crew was safe. He was hoping Rekha’s hunt for information among the refugees was being fruitful.

The Corellian was thinking his was about to be.

He looked to the woman? Girl? Female that was standing in front of him. And she dropped a name. That bit he already had. The whole drain-mind-shard attack thing? Yeah, that went both ways, partially. He’d admit that Sage had a better handle on the whole mental shielding bit, Coren… well he just ran sabacc odds and start up sequences in his head to get people to back off and realize that without diving in, they weren’t getting anything. But that was before the mind-shard attack. Now he was a bit more… hardy in his mental defense.

But twins… did Coren know that? It still shocked him here. “And you’re coming up to me about your… twin, why?” Coren was not going to eliminate a lead until they either A) gave him a reason or B ) they stopped being useless and the Warden of the Sky in him elected that they would be out to stop the freedom of others. He nodded over to a small counter, some food… thing was being cooked. But Coren’s mind was far from food.

“And he’s one of the worst kind of Sith.” He was more biot now, than man. Twisted and evil. What happened to the good old days of cyborg Sith? Her admission she was the opposite, for whatever reason, didn’t register as her being a Jedi. He was not quite sure anyone that was out here and weren’t fighting the Chiss on Csilla would be Jedi. Jedi needed to run in and do things, and not just bicker about politics and be useless in the Republic. The Jedi were the next group he was going to eliminate.

“Family, right. I mean, I’m not looking to kill him, per se. Mortally wound and disable, and send into the sun?” He shrugged, holding a flat-palm up. “He’s got one of mine. And I want her back. Coming after him? That’s just collateral.” He took another second to think. “But alright, [member="Sayl Bane"]. If you want to talk to him, I won’t stop you. You help me get to him, if my partner is unharmed, your brother is all yours.”

Why not?

“What do you know?”

 

[Sayl Bane]

That was a good question, really. Typically Sayl wasn't one to seek out others for any sort of assistance no matter the issue, preferring to consult her own instinct and previous knowledge rather than another individual. Family matters were much of the same, if not more so, given that the name of the Banes tended to elicit a number of negative reactions. Unsurprising, given what acts her brothers had committed in the past and had continued to do. With the both of them affiliated with the Sith, their reputation only continued to degrade. But now they were in the public eye, and with everyone searching for her twin seeking out help was ultimately the easiest thing to do. But she wouldn't be telling him any of this. That wasn't his business. None of it really was.

In the end she couldn't help but crack a smile. "There aren't many good kinds of Sith. Not in my book, at least. But the Jedi are just as bad." That was all she would speak about it. They hadn't come here to discuss philosophy. But she had a feeling he wouldn't exactly disagree with what she had to say. He seemed to be the impromptu do-gooder sort, just as she was. It was their sort that kept the galaxy functioning smoothly, in her mind, not any of the more dogmatic types. No, they were often too busy squabbling over what the right thing to do was, rather than actually acting on their ideas. And the Sith, well...she had witnessed firsthand what they were capable of, beyond having one of their own in her family. Neither of them were better than the other.

"Like I said, I'll help you with stopping him, or whatever you need when we eventually figure out where he is. I won't hesitate, or flake out, or not hurt him just because he's my brother. Family means something, but not enough to let him keep doing this. Anyway, he won't hurt me. Best choice is, if it comes down to it, let me handle him in any violent encounter. I might not be as strong as either of you, but I know how he thinks." At this point she was dancing around answering his last inquiry, not being unsure of what to say so much as not certain as to how deep sibling loyalties ran between the Banes. But if he was going so far as to kidnap another and perhaps even torture them for information, then she would step in. At one time he'd been opposed to such acts, but now it seemed he really had changed.

What she knew that he didn't, that was the real question. And she wasn't quite sure of the answer just yet. "That depends on what you want to know. In terms of where he's taking her, Coruscant, not that you didn't already guess that. He wants to be protected while he's hunted, and he knows that's the safest place, with the other Sith there. And he won't be leaving anytime soon unless you give him a good reason. Sure, he talks big game, but he's just as scared of getting hurt as the rest of us. Being right under the nose of hundreds of Sith Lords makes that possibility just a little difficult to obtain." Not that she cared either way about their supposed power. One way or another, she'd find her brother. "So you're going to want to give him a reason to leave. I could see about making contact, and convincing him to leave the planet. We'd probably meet up on Nal Hutta. If you'll allow, I'll keep you updated."

That wasn't even half of it, but it was the most simplistic. "Like I said, I'm not sure what to tell you if you don't give me more than that. I know that when you fight him you're going to want to keep his attention split between two things at the same time. Not that difficult, if you're being more verbal with your threats. He likes the sound of his own voice too much, but you'll lose that advantage the second you use it. He won't be fooled by the same thing twice, but if you make it look good enough you'll have a chance. His biggest weakness is his past. Who he used to be. Bring that up, but be careful about it. The first time didn't go so well for me." It wasn't as if almost dying was an unusual thing for her to experience.

[member="Dair Cotarin"] would be able to attest to half of this. Hopefully he was staying safe as well.

"We keep talking, you might as well give me your name. No more harm can come of this than it already has."

[member="Coren Starchaser"], [member="Rekha Kaarde"]

 

[Rekha Kaarde]

Rekha was fluffing her feathers as she stood near a large thick muscled male, she was checking him out from head to foot when he turned looking at her. She smiled albeit a bit nervously hello. "Hello handsome, what's cooking?"

He put one of his large paws on her shoulder and pulled her closer as he began to regale everyone with stories on the escape from Csilla.

He talked for what felt like hours until he mentioned seeing a ship, as he put it, "high tail it off" Now many ships had done this but this one if it stuck out in his mind it stuck out for a reason.

Someone spoke up about a squeaky looking little blonde thing being carried off. Rekha's heart sank that was definitely Spark though squeaky wasn't quite the word she'd use to describe it. A sigh escaped.

Her "friend" let go, "bored?" his voice bellowed, Rekha rolled her eyes, "Yes..." and then strutted off.

Words were uttered as she left but she didn't care she hoped that Coren was having better luck.

All she had gotten so far were several very warm hands on her leg, several more across her back, and promises of everything from rainbow gems, to alderaan wine if she would just do this one thing to them....yes to them and she wasn't going there no matter what they promised.

[member="Coren Starchaser"] | [member="Sayl Bane"]

 

[Coren Starchaser]

For Coren, it seemed the Force helped him a lot where he was going. Or it was the writer making a power for finding things, to allow for a seamless transition from serendipity to deus ex machina situations. And the fact that he was meeting people around the galaxy that seemed to challenge or reflect the way he looked at things? Was a good sign he was on the right path for whatever destiny the Force had in store. He didn’t follow any set doctrine. The Force was a tool, and it was wild and free and should always be used as such. When Sayl mentioned the Sith and Jedi both having evil in them, or close enough for him to agree, he nodded. “Yeah, the Jedi are just as crazy, but its more their inaction and forcing their dogma on everyone that makes them dangerous.” They’d be his next project.

Assassins were alive and well in this galaxy. People who kept the course for the rest by focusing on what needs to be done for the greater good, not any one group.

She had the same mind as he did. Good. He nodded as she continued on. “It’ll be what it’ll be when we get there.” He flew by the seat of his pants, and there was a chance he’d just as soon leave him drifting in a useless ship as he would take his head off. “Knowing how someone thinks is about half the battle, right there. The rest of it? Its more how you take him down. Him… them… whoever.” Look at Coren, being all instructional. Sort of. “And sometimes, its for the greater good that you need to take down those closest to you.” Greater good, did Coren really believe that? He used to be all pro-Empire, but now? He was looking to take down the false Empires in the hope that the real one should arise.

“Yeah, I figured Imperial Center.” Why did he talk like he was from 800 years ago? Whatever. “Just, barging into” the detention center “the Sith capital doesn’t sound like the best idea we could have. The trick is getting him away from the rest of his plague but to take what I’m after with him.” Now the real trick was to be getting that to happen. They’d need to score pure pazaak for that. A bluff and an attack.

“His past. What? Slavery?” That was something that set everyone off. Or maybe it was the Force that brought Coren to that realization. Whichever. He was wondering how [member="Rekha Kaarde"] was fairing during her investigations.

“Let’s grab a bite to eat and a table. Name’s Coren.” Was she going to ask for his last name? That’d be odd as the most prolific of his family was an enemy to him.

[member="Sayl Bane"]

 

[Sayl Bane]

Coren. The name didn't sound familiar, but Sayl supposed it wasn't intended to. They were nothing more than two strangers who happened to be on the lookout for the same nearly infamous Sith. Outwardly there wasn't any more to it than that, but she had a feeling that as their time together progressed they would end up working together as more than just reciprocal leads for the other. If the way he spoke was any indicator, they would be hunting Sage together. Didn't that seem ever familiar, as it used to be she and her twin against the rest of the galaxy. Now it seemed as if the game had changed drastically and turned on its head.

With a sigh she began walking with him towards where the food was being prepared, merging seamlessly with the line already in place. "I used to know him like the back of my hand, but now things are different. Now that he's joined the Sith he's become an entirely new person, and I'm not sure how well I can get into his head anymore. But it'll have to do, because neither of us have many good options left. Not so long as they're all still out there, at least." It was funny, that she would become the sort to preach out against any group in the galaxy, when she herself had claimed at a young age that she would never join any cause. Life had a funny way with things.

"And yeah, he was a slave. For the better part of his childhood. If you want the full story I'll give it to you. He was chained to Hutts for a long while, eventually getting out and becoming an addict and a ciken for a bit." Whether he'd be able to translate the Huttese or not was of little consequence. Soon enough he'd no doubt get the idea. "When we first crossed paths again he was a drug lord. Second time we were both training to be Jedi. The third time he was Sith, give it a few months and now we're here." That was the tightly condensed version of what had been and continued to remain a tumultuous sibling relationship, and one that didn't show any signs of resolution anytime soon.

A nod. "I would imagine he wouldn't just leave her on Coruscant. Not with those other Sith around. If he's anything like I remember he'll want to keep his prize, reminding everyone of just what he accomplished by her simple presence. And he won't want to leave her where someone else can just as easily take her away and the glory right alongside. He likes making himself look good, and actually managing to capture part of the resistance is one fast way to accomplish that. At the same time he probably won't be moving too soon, because he's smart enough to know he's being hunted. Even if Coruscant is a rather obvious hiding place, it's too well defended."

This was all moving faster than she could have imagined. Already they were developing a plan, even if it was in the very early stages. "And I'm not sure whether or not I believe in that greater good. I used to, back when I was with the Jedi on Ession. Now it all seems pointless. I'll try and help others because I believe it's the right thing to do, and that's it at the end of the day. This is just another part of that, even if it does involve more personal casualties than I would like."

[member="Coren Starchaser"], [member="Rekha Kaarde"]

 

[Coren Starchaser]

If he was doing his job right, there wasn’t anyway that [member="Sayl Bane"] or anyone would know who he was. Changed his hair, grew a beard to cover the scars on his face, dressed in non-Corellian gear. He was posing as Kyle Topol to all but those who could give him information. The ones that could do that? Then he’d reveal who he was, and what he was here for. Catching Sage Bane, saving Spark Finn, and saving the galaxy. Simple. The first step was saving the woman he… right lets not go into the depth of that, but step two? Was starting to purge the Sith from the galaxy, starting with the monster that was Sage. Monster because he willingly allowed for biots to be attached to his own body.

Cybernetics were one thing, but something living? Something Force dead?

That was an abomination.

Anyone that Coren could gather to help take down Sage? And whoever he could throw against the Sith in general? That was what he needed. That was what the galaxy needed. Sage Bane’s death was going to be by Coren’s own saber, not anyone else’s. He was listening to Sayl. This was all very… useful. “So, he was running a lot?” Coren spoke a fair few languages. Mostly spacer jargon.

Imperial Center. That world was always a fortress. With the One Sith holding it, it was not a place Coren wanted to find himself. But the man had a few other skills. “Anything you can tell me about his ship?” He hadn’t really scanned for anything when they were escaping Csilla. He was too worried to get the refugees out and too boiling about losing Spark to the schutta Sage. But if Coren was of the sociopathic mindset to kidnap people, he’d keep them where his home was. Not saying Sage was a ship-bound person, but… finding the ship? You’d typically find the crew.

“Trust me, you’re not going to offend me with however you approach it. Greater good, ends justifying the means, its all what I use to tell myself that I’m doing the right thing. In the end? The outcome is hwat matters. Right now? Its getting my friend back. After that?” He shrugged and waved his hand off. “We’ll see what comes of it.”

[member="Rekha Kaarde"]

 

[Rekha Kaarde]

[SIZE=12pt]Rekha was listening to some chatter from a communications officer, “Yes ships come through her all the time sweetie” Rekha cringed inside she wasn’t big on the nick name sweetie, but she smiled.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]“So, you probably see or hear from everyone who comes through?” She stroked his chubby little cheek as his blood shot blue eyes stared at her.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]“Yeah, you could say that” He laughed, yeah he thought he was getting lucky, he’d be lucky she didn’t make him an eunuch.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]“Soo..did you happen to see a little blonde haired girl with glasses?” Rekha was hoping for a few little miracles, it was her week to get one wasn't it?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]He laughed, “Do you know how many of those there are?”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Rekha nodded oh yeah she thought, “I’m only interested in one, and it would have been in the last week” She wanted to give him a wide berth for time.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]He made a face while staring at her, “What will you give if I tell you?”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She smiled her movements a bit too overdone, as she got closer to him, “I’ll leave your….nuts where they are” She batted her eyes at him. “Otherwise I’ll feed them to the squirrels” Now he began to sweat, she was serious he saw it in her eyes, batpoodoo nuts, good looking but damn scary.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She stroked his cheek again, “Sooo what cha got chipmunk?”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]He couldn’t tell if she was serious or not but one thing, she was nuts. “There were a couple of ships but I don’t know if it’s what you want”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]“Good, send me what info you have on the ship, and any vid on the girl” then Rekha got up and wandered off to find Coren.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Where was Coren, Oh what…she reached up and touched her ear piece activating it hoping he had his on and working.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]“Coren where are you?” She smiled played with her feathers and waited for him to say something sexy in her ear.[/SIZE]

[member="Coren Starchaser"] [member="Sayl Bane"]

 

[Sayl Bane]

"Depends on what you mean by running. He stuck around Nar Shaddaa for awhile, which is where he met the Jedi." And shortly after that the two had been together again, for a time. Jedi training hadn't been easy for either of them, but it had taken its toll on Sage especially. His addiction had been an issue, to say the least, and something not easily given up. But he'd made the sacrifice for a good few months, just so he could be close to her again. All of that had changed weeks later, when he'd disappeared. And so here they were. "Eventually I found him on Ession again, and that's where we both stayed for a few months. Jedi training's not all you imagine it to be." Sayl cracked a smile at that.

A shake of the head was her only response to his asking after the ship. "No, we haven't been close enough for that lately. I didn't even know he had a ship until you mentioned it. He dropped off the face of the galaxy, as far as I'm concerned, until that bounty was posted." Even that hadn't come as a shock, after everything. In a way it had been the last nail in the coffin when it came to distancing herself from her brother. If he could go so far as to inflict such damage on another, then he wasn't worth her pity any longer. "Now I'm ready to end what he's done to the galaxy. If that means killing him, then..." She paused, taking a breath. "Then I guess that's what we'll have to do."

There was something about it all that was bothering her, and it wasn't just the fact that she was willing and ready to incapacitate her twin, even if that meant his death. Maybe it was her Force-sensitivity, or maybe it was just her knowledge of how her brother thought and acted. "He won't be on Coruscant." She wasn't sure exactly how she knew this, but she did. "Not for awhile. He's going to be somewhere else, somewhere none of us wouldn't suspect. I couldn't tell you where that is, at least not yet. But it won't be Nar Shaddaa, or Nal Hutta, or anyplace obvious." It was frustrating, really, that she didn't know Sage like she thought she did anymore. If only it was so easy to dig into his head as he could do the same to others.

Maybe she could convince her brother to come see her, someplace he wouldn't expect another to be, but where Coren would be able to listen in, somehow. Maybe not stop him just yet, but get an idea of just where he was going. "Maybe I could talk to him. Comm him and see if we could meet up somewhere. If it all goes well he won't expect me to be out to get him like everyone else is. He'll think I'm prepared to help him get away from all of this, if I know him at all. Maybe we could spring on him then, if he tells me where he's keeping your friend." In the end she just wanted to end everything as soon as possible and prevent him from hurting anyone else. Whatever it took.

[member="Rekha Kaarde"], [member="Coren Starchaser"]

 

[Coren Starchaser]

Running. Yeah, everyone defined that as something different. Coren himself? When his father and mother were murdered by Sith hunters, he went to ground. Well, officially. Officially he made a name for himself on Chandrilla. He was a loyal member of the ruling nation and did what he could to make sure he went to community functions every so often. Actually, he’d spent a good two years just staying on Chandrilla, running off world only for the essential trips. Kyle Topol had been born then.

After that? He was still piecing it all together

“Yeah, the Jedi don’t have a clue which way is up, most times.” He shook his head and laughed, more to himself. Jedi were a bit incapable. Though the Levantines? They were fine. It was those damned Galactic Republic ones. And she didn’t know he had a ship. That was troubling. He heard the call come in from [member="Rekha Kaarde"] and tapped his ear, digging a finger as if to get water out of it, to start streaming his location. But it wasn’t a distress signal.

He wasn’t worried about [member="Sayl Bane"]. She was being, for all purposes, very helpful. Very informative. Not on Coruscant? Well, that made the search… bigger. “Terrific.” He muttered, his comm beeping as he got a message. “Sorry about that.” He looked down. Nothing, no name, just… where the transmission would be coming from. He’d have to check it out when he got back to the ship. Right then? He waved it off. He had more important things to worry about, like listening to Sayl to find a way to find [member="Sage Bane"] and [member="Spark Finn"]. Not some message that was acting up on his comm.

The next thing that Rekha would here would be Coren’s approval of Sayl’s action. “If you think you can get ahold of him, I’d say do it. Any information we get off that transmission we could use. Find his location. Find his ship. Disable that, and keep him somewhere we can hunt him. I get my friend, your brother is all yours.”

Even if Coren wanted to strangle him.

 

[Rekha Kaarde]

[SIZE=12pt]Rekha followed the stream like kids following candy to the gingerbread house. Now she was still getting looks from men, women, and children alike as she walked around she was after all not completely covered, wearing a bright red outfit, and strutted like she owned the place.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Rekha could hear the conversation going on unsure of who Coren was talking to.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Brother?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Rekha stopped to listen taking in the fact that Coren had found someone that was related to the savage mind blowing [member="Sage Bane"] . The hair however stood up on the back of Rekha’s neck this was a relative what was to say that in the last moments that this women wouldn't change her mind. She shook her head and then made a beeline for Coren’s location.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]You can make an agreement Coren, did that include me? Maybe I want to shoot him, maybe I want to put him in a deep dark hole with a bunch of those little force stopping creatures and teach him some manners.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Rekha was closer to Coren now but she did not approach him yet, she could see him he was alright. Rekha looked at who he was speaking with. Just in case she began to memorize things about this young woman with Coren.[/SIZE]

[member="Coren Starchaser"] [member="Sayl Bane"]​