Private Back In The Saddle

[Mi'la Undari]

Location: O'reen, Unknown Coordinates.

Her eyes strained, looking at the read out on her terminal it confirmed what the report indicated. There was a low level signal being transmitted from this location, and not just a ghost signal either. It's code was old, something from before the Outbreak hundreds of years ago, which was remarkable in and of itself. Whatever the message was trying to say however, well, that was incoherent. The only way to get that data would be to go down to the planet personally and download it manually. Most of it would probably be worthless, assuming any of the console ports still worked. Pulling her eyes away from the terminal, Mi'la keyed the com to her co-pilot, only to give pause as she was left with one hand to accomplish the task. Anxiety swelled up in the Twi'lek's chest, eyes transfixed on the sole remaining limb of hers. She had carried her fair share of failings with her, the loss she had suffered on Yavin IV, and the inability she had to call upon the force as of late, it had all been flipped upside down by the insights of her master. These challenges were testing her mantle as a jedi, and it was a test that Mi'la had up until now had been failing with flying colors. If she ever wished to live up to her master's standards, she would have to step it up. Perhaps this mission would be the first step on her path to healing.

Letting the anxiety go, she exhaled, her hand moving to press on the ship coms, her voice now carrying into Yenna's compartment; hopefully the woman hadn't passed out in the backseat. "The info looks good on my end, lets go get a closer look." Releasing the com, she focused on flight controls, palm resting on the throttle, before letting her mind relax. Her senses crept forth, the force slowly stretching out to compensate for her missing limb, as she gently re-corrected the course of her ship towards the cloudy world below. Sliding the throttle forward, the ship began to pick up speed, it's course being adjusted as it's pilot charted a course by thought, dials and controls blinking and shifting as the strain on the Twi'lek grew.

Puncturing through a wall of fog and light rain, the N-Wing cut through the obscuring material, though at a cost of it's cloaking ability. If there was any sort of land or air based scanning devices still active on this world, they'd be showing up on someone's radar; but given how back water this world was, the padawan doubted anyone would waste their time here. Finding a nice landing site close to a rushing waterfall, Mi'la pulled out of her trace, the throttle of the ship being pulled back, as she began the landing cycle a good six meters from the shore. A small 'thud' signified the fact the pair had landed, and with it, the Twi'lek eagerly popped the cockpit, flooding the confined space with a cold and wet air from the outside.

Taking several moments to climb out of the cockpit and get themselves situated, Mi'la worked out a route towards the source of the signal; a large metallic object looming in the distance. Clamping her saber and datapad to her belt, she stepped away from the ship, rubbing her brow as she tried to work it out the trip in her mind before giving up. The force would lead them on the right path, and whatever dangers that might accompany it. Turning to her companion, Mi'la gave a shrug of her shoulders. "Seems we got a bit of a walk ahead of us."

Yenna

 

[Yenna]

Yenna blinked in surprise when the signal appeared on her end. "Oh wow. Ancient, that signal is." she commented as she leaned forward to inspect the monitor. Mi'la mentioned getting a closer look and Yenna leaned back to strap in properly. "Curious, I am now. Still active, a code that old. For the Order, making notes, it might be." she spoke as she fussed with her straps. She always felt annoyed with situations like these. She knew how to pilot a ship as well as anyone... but finding a ship with controls that accommodated her size was seemingly impossible.

The ship eventually touched down and the little green Jedi leapt out with a graceful twirl through the air. Landing beside Mi'la, she took a moment to admire the area around them. "Beautiful." she muttered. It was easy to find the beauty and glory in the galaxy after what she went through. She had found her purpose again. The new lightsabers on her hips was a daily reminder of that.

With a smirk she hopped onto Mi'la's shoulders with a gentle landing, making herself comfortable. "Hitch a ride, mind if I?" she asked with a smirk. Having tall friends really was a bonus...

Mi'la Undari

 

[Mi'la Undari]

Mi'la had taken far worse traveling companions before, that much was true, but here she didn't mind the company of her small green friend. Yenna was pleasant to speak with, and thankfully not as argumentative as her past comrades had been. Still, the padawans size always made things...interesting. Yenna seemed eager to get outside of the cockpit, flipping about in a display of energy that garnered a glance from the Twi'lek. "It's a wonder your species maintains their mobility for so long, you'd think all that flipping around would catch up with you." She jested, before casting her gaze towards their target in the distance. The Twi'lek's heart fluttered as she felt a weight fall land on her shoulder, stumbling in Yenna's direction before righting herself, chuckling at her fellow padawans antics and adjusting for the new weight. "No, just a bit of warning next time is advised. You might be small of stature, but you aren't exactly weightless." She chided, before starting off on the trail, with Yenna atop her shoulder. "Though, I feel like I'm going to end up doing all the work with this arrangement." She added, a touch of humor still in her voice.

The path the pair would embark on was claimed by nature, roots and overgrown plants blocked their path, with scattered bits of metal and droid parts seemingly cluttered within the foliage. The sight didn't go unnoticed by the Twi'lek, precariously biting her lip as she eyed the wreckage. "Seems we aren't alone here." She remarked, her one hand brushing over the hilt of her saber, eyes tensing as she tried to scan for an unseen adversary. Though she would not find one.

In the treetops however, the pair would be observed, a small droid lingered, it's sensors rotating and spinning as it locked onto the pair as they continued on their path, and relaying it's video feed back to it's intended viewer. Whoever was on the receiving end would receive the feed of the pair, and have time to prepare for their arrival. Assuming they wished to do so. But for now, the pair would merely be monitored from a distance, an unknown droid threat looming under their feet.


Yenna

 

[Yenna]

Yenna snickered at Mi'la's comments as she stood on her shoulders, looking down at the woman. "Sorry. Used to my master, I am. Of a sturdier build, he is." she apologized with a smile as she glanced around them. "Tired, just tell me if you get. Climb off, I will." she continued with a gentle tap on her head.

With Mi'la focused on the road ahead of them, Yenna scanned their surroundings for anything out of place. She was surprised by the amount of droid parts scattered around them as they neared their objective, though Mi'la also seemed to notice it. Yenna hopped down to inspect the destroyed droids but nothing noteworthy came up. "A bad feeling about this, I have." she muttered as she hopped back onto Mi'la's shoulders, making sure to ease up significantly on her landing.

With the use of the Force she helped Mi'la with clearing their path as they waded through the brush. Glancing down, her eyes fell on the space where the Twi'lek's left arm was supposed to be. "Ask, if I may... a cybernetic replacement, why not get?" she asked gently as she looked down at Mi'la.

Her attention was grabbed when a branch snapped above them. Yenna tensed as she scanned the canopy above them, however nothing seemed out of place. "A creature, perhaps?" she muttered as she glanced down at her.

Mi'la Undari

 

[Mi'la Undari]

Mi'la thought nothing of the small aliens words, knowing full well that Yenna was used to such things around her master. "No, it'll be fine. I'm not that delicate." She spoke, continuing up the trail. The path ahead was a bit hectic, between the over growth, wreckage, and growing sense of unease, Mi'la's instincts told her to keep her saber at the ready. Yet, nothing seemed to be forth coming. A glance at the droids seemed to indicate it had been destroyed by potential bludgeoning damage. Perhaps they had fallen from the sky? Crushed by some unknown actors? Whatever the cause, these parts had been left to rust away in the elements, but not for too long. Someone was here fairly recently and left these parts here, but who? With Yenna leaping back onto her shoulder, Mi'la focused instead on clearing the path, musing to herself an explanation for this strange anomaly. "Yea, I hear you Yenna. I don't like this either."

Carving a path ahead, Mi'la was deep in thought, trying to work out who could possibly be here still. Until Yenna inquired about the state of her missing arm, snapping the Twi'lek from her thoughts instantly. A frown crossed her features, shame casting over her soon after. How to best explain to the small padawan? Perhaps with the simple explanation. "Master Sakadi destroyed my last arm. Told me I was holding myself back by using it, so until I can get back to where I was before, she's forbid me from getting it fixed." The Twi'lek shrugged, looking back to the road ahead, hoping the topic would move onto something less personal. Yenna's prodding of the situation caused Mi'la to come to a halt however, hearing a rustling in the trees, she was immediately put back on guard. "We can only hope that's what it is." Taking hold of her saber with her one good arm, Mi'la scanned for any other intrusions, but found nothing; at least upon first glance.

Ahead of the pair however, several small metal devices skittered down from the trees, almost impossible to hear from where the pair stood, but the shaking of tree branches would give it away that something was coming; and it most certainly wasn't friendly.

Yenna

 

[Yenna]

A pang of guilt immediately gilled Yenna as she felt the shame coming off her companion. She wanted to apologize for the prodding, but the rustling of trees drew her attention.

The rustling seemed unnatural, like something was moving through it. The little green Jedi leaned forward as her eyes narrowed in an attempt to figure out what was going on. "Moving, are those trees? Like... towards us, are they coming?" she asked. However as the unknown foe drew near, her eyes went wide. "Not good. Back up!" she warned as she released a powerful push with the Force into the buches. Several little droids went flying back but that didn't seem to do anything. Focusing hard, she erected a bubble around them as the tiny droids got closer.

With her eyes closed and her hands pushed out to euther side, she held the shield as the droids reached them and tried to climb on top of them. All over the shield little droids scurried as they looked for a means to get to their targets. "Hold this for long, I can not." she muttered with a shaky breath as she balanced on Mi'la's shoulders.

"A way out... we need." she grumbled as her little arms shook under the strain of holding the shield up.

Mi'la Undari