Public Bad Night of the Weik

[Aesro]

Aesro watched patiently as Pom Stych Tivé helped him. His mind calming down considerably as she did so. He had not entered conflict, and so even though nothing was exactly the way it should be, he didn't have the reason right now to be afraid. No one here had attacked him so far, corpse on the ground or not. He was already feeling better, but his memory was...still very much faded.

Sola Wessiri talked about the Lucites again, and their blood rituals. They sounded utterly mad. Didn't exactly give him much confidence in the sanity of everyone on the planet if there were enough of these people roaming around that they could get away with this. Or perhaps it was just that the planet was so big that they could keep out of sight when preforming these rituals that seemed to rely on someone...dying.

Ravenous suggested the reason people came was the wolf, Aesro tilted his head to the side, he was right in Aesro's case. But he still spoke up, "Or away from it." he muttered. He really couldn't blame anyone for finding him suspicious. And right now, he wasn't sure if he found everyone suspicious, or nobody at all.

He heard Ravenous say something, but he also heard another word. A memory. He stared at the ground, trying to piece together the sounds he heard. What it was. "Aesro." he said quietly. His name. He had to think it, repeat it, imbed it. He didn't want to lose whatever he could come to understand.

 

[Sola Wessiri]

Sola's brows lifted as Ravenous spoke of Shadow's howl sounding deranged. He was an off-worlder, so what did he know? And it wasn't up to her to inform him. She had other work to do.

Her arms folded across her chest as he mentioned the Force Nexus. "So you're the one that Valknor was talking about..." The fact that Weik wss home to a Force Nexus wasn't a secret knowledge. But there were very few that were capable of understanding it. The Head Paladins were in charge of guarding and cultivating that knowledge among the rest of the Paladins. In truth they were almost as secretive as the Lucites, but their goal wasn't in terror and death.

Her eyes dropped to Bern for a moment as she recalled the events and how they unfolded, searching for a hidden purpose to this very act. It didn't just happen for the sake of it. There was always a motive.

Aesro was here. Pom Stych Tivé was here. And even Ravenous. How many more did Shadow draw with his call? Where were the other Paladins?

And then it dawned on her. Sola's face visibly paled for a few seconds. "The Tower...." Turning on her heel, Sola broke into a run, whistling for Shadow to join her. The vask-wolf had been staring down Leea Pandac through the bushes, but hurried off to locate Sola. The Paladin's mind was racing with the possibilities and she couldn't believe that she had fallen for the distraction. It kept her from protecting the Tower. It possibly distracted the other Paladins as well, yet for the moment she had no idea of where they were.

Even though it was dark, she knew where she was going. The moonlight was enough to guide her way. The meadow where the Adamite Tower lay was just a few minutes away. Her heart raced as she exerted herself yet she didn't call off ahead. Instead she unclipped her hatchet from her back and prepared to use it if necessary.

Varlo Imperius

((Sorry for the delay everyone. Real life was kicking my butt and taking away most of my free time))

 

[Pom Stych Tivé]

The Nightsister did not know what was happening, but sensed deception in the air. It all fit in her expectations for discovering the necessary potion ingredient indigenous to this planet's region. But the clock on Dathomir ticks away and she shall not miss her deadline for it over a cryptic circumstance! Timing is of the essence when brewing potions!

Assuring her tinctures worked for the injured, she rose from the side of the younger one. Dathomiri are a mysterious bunch, for they are socially inept and care not much regarding the fact, lest the object of their attention can warrant them some sort of benefit.

"Evening," she knew enough to bid them all. And at that, the Matriarch became enveloped in darkness.

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Spoiler: Apologies

I have a move for which I am most unprepared at the start, with an unlikely job offer to move us across country again that puts a crunch on time focussing on the end of this year! The urgency I did not expect!

 

[Ravenous]

Ravenous scoffed as their "friend" vanished into the night presumably off to do whatever night sisters did in their free time, Fight, sleep, who knows what those gals get up to? Despite all that was happening Ravenous was still able to take note of his surroundings, firstly was that fact that Sola Wessiri wolf seemed to be staring at nothing, The second thing being that Sola raced off into the forest after briefly saying something under her breath. "This forest is just filled with freaks! Ought to be embarrassed that a Nightsister has better manners than you lady!" She was already across the river so she probably didn't hear him but that didn't stop Ravenous from berating her anyway.

Shifting his focus towards the nearby grove Ravenous took note of the white dots protruding through the leaves. No qualms about what lied on the other side Ravenous peeked his head inside the bush his gaze falling on the inside of a rifle barrel. "Geez, all you women have terrible manners." Smiling behind the mask he introduced himself.

"I am Ravenous, master of villainy, the paragon of the dark arts and hunter of hot chicks. Good to meet you." The Dark Jedi examined her body taking note of the various scrapes and burns she seems to have incurred. Her injuries are exceedingly similar to Aesro's except hers are much more severe. The most likely explanation is that she was in the ship crash from earlier, along with Aesro but the man didn't seem to be of any military importance...so why were the two of them together.

"Hey, guy." Ravenous turned his masked head towards Aesro "Get after that warrior lady. I'd do it myself but I don't feel too comfortable leaving two cripples by themselves." Kneeling down Ravenousobtained eye level with Leea Pandac . "I assume you can walk since you arrived here, or would prefer I carry you?" Ravenous knows HE would prefer she ride on his back after who wouldn't want, to be All alone with a pretty lady on this starry night The tactical advantage of not leaving an injured person behind.

Imperius Varlo

 

[Leea Pandac]

It had seemed as if the wolf was as aware of her presence as she was of its. Nonetheless, Leea stayed as still as she could, although the aches and pains throughout her body forced her to shift weight back and forth. She waited patiently and was about ready to pull the trigger when she heard a sharp whistle. In an instant, the creature was gone, racing through the underbrush as if in response to a summons. Leea remained for a moment or two longer, willing her senses to focus on the environment, rather than the strange wails and screams that sounded faintly in her mind.

She stood at last and began walking in the direction of the whistle, hoping it was a sign of intelligent life. Eventually, she arrived at the edge of a clearing. She perceived figures mere shapes with the light from somewhere behind them. She found her focus wavering, but unwilling to be caught off guard by potentially hostile individuals she called upon some inner reserve of strength to remain still and keep steady. She heard voices, and some of the individuals began to break away before one turned directly in her direction.

He appeared to be aware of her presence and unphased by the sight of her rifle focused on his head. A joker... well humour is the same as anywhere else I guess... She waited for a moment; then she lowered the rifle. As Leea's eyes adjusted to the light, she thought she recognised Aesro's features. She was going to speak to him when the unflinching person from before asked a question.

"I should be fine... thanks." To prove her point, she pushed herself to her feet. Leea had hoped it would be something easy, but she shook uncontrollably and had to catch herself as her legs almost gave out. "Where are we?" She had to ask something, anything. Leea felt like her mind was starting to run away from her, and she needed to give herself something to focus on, so she didn't lose herself. What sort of name is Ravenous?

Ravenous, Sola Wessiri, Imperius , Varlo

 

[Aesro]

Sola Wessiri and Ravenous talked about things that...he had no understanding on right now. He might have had a better understanding if his memory was back, right now however...he was lost. He was certainly feeling better thanks to Pom Stych Tivé , though she left with a simple 'evening' he managed a half wave before she simply vanished. Even when Aesro was fully aware, such abilities were beyond him. His master might have been able, he however was not.

Sola Wessiri vanished momentarily as well. People were just coming and going as each minute came. Ravenous had...a rather odd attitude about the whole thing. His description of himself didn't even remotely make Aesro feel the man was normal. Not that he knew what normal was right now. And his description of himself was only given to Leea Pandac . Lots of women around here weren't there.

Even though he should have, Aesro didn't recognize the woman. He just looked at her and Ravenous. Bringing in as much information as possible as they spoke. She was injured, a lot. He noted that they both were which should be obvious, but he had a head injury and not everything was functioning quite perfectly. Aesro always was a more simple man in truth.

When Ravenous told him to go after the 'warrior lady' he looked at Leea Pandac first. He wasn't so sure he trusted someone who called themselves a 'master of villainy' and thus leaving them alone with anyone almost felt...unclear. But it didn't feel right. "Do you agree with that?" he asked Leea, before responding to her question...though not answering it, well not doing a good job answering it. "I have no idea where we are. I barely know who I am. I'm just...going with the way things are right now."

 

[Varlo]

Screams, the clashing of sunfire swords and the sound of force lightning rang in his ears. Varlow himself cut a bloody swathe through what were once his comrades. They already had reduced numbers, since they hadn’t already begun ambushing the paladins sent out and butchering them like pigs. Now the Lucite’s were sacking the tower.

Varlow himself lead the attack, and was the tip of the spearhead which pierced into the heart of the paladins. And it was this that Sola and those who followed would witness. By the time they arrived, Varlo dragged an unconscious person by their hair, they were bloodied and both legs were broken, but they were alive. And the Lucites began to withdraw before the only remaining paladins could mount a counterattack, and disappeared into the forests, almost completely gone within a few moments.

Varlo alone was left visible on the edge of the forest. And he gave a mocking salute before turning and disappearing himself.

 

[Sola Wessiri]

That bad feeling in Sola's gut continued to grow with each passing second. The forest almost seemed to expand while she ran, as though it didn't want her to breach past it. Already she could see the light of fires from between the leaves and branches. Ravenous , Aesro and Leea Pandac were momentarily forgotten as her mind was focused entirely on the Adamite Tower and her fellow Paladins.

The trees seemed to have held back even the sounds of the carnage, for once Sola broke through them, the cries of the fallen and the burning of the Tower erupted in her ears. She threw her hatchet at the first Lucite that she saw, the blade reflecting the moonlight as it spun through the air to cleave the man's skull and drop him to the ground. Shadow took off after one of them, gripping the Lucite's ankle with his teeth and taking him down in a furry of fangs and blood.

" Varlo !!!" Sola yelled at the top of her longs, her voice echoing in the meadow after he had disappeared. There was someone with him, yet she couldn't tell who. She wasn't close enough.

A fireball erupting from the Tower caught her attention. She ran over to the entrance and slipped inside, being mindful to not get too close to the flames. It was incredibly hot inside, the air thick with both heat and smoke, causing her eyes and lungs to burn. "Valknor!? Anyone in here!! She coughed as her eyes searched for bodies, assessing the damage in what few seconds she had. But it was too much. Sola had to get out of there. She stumbled back into the cooler meadow, a fit of coughs racking her body. In front of her it almost looked like a warzone. Sola couldn't help but feel as though this was only just the start of it.

 

[Ravenous]

Her every move under scrutiny Ravenous observed as Leea Pandac struggled to rise to her feet clearly more injured than she'd like to believe. Her stance was wide and bits of her armor were jammed inside her flesh, it was debatable how much blood she lost on the way here but that was inconsequential, she was injured and could definitely use some medical attention. Reaching inside his cloak Ravenous pressed a small button on his back prompting his back to launch a syringe filled with green liquid into the air. Catching the small vial Ravenous handed it to the crippled woman.

"You can use one of these." Ravenous immediately turned his attention towards the growing smoke in the distance a cloud of death rippling through the Force. "Lucites..." Now was an opportune chance to analyze his enemy and see what they were truly capable of. His cybernetic spine contorting Ravenous spun his head 180 degrees to face Aesro. "You, whatever your name is." Ravenous sat a firm hand on Leea's head. "Watch after this one, I'm gonna go see what Hi-jinks I'm missing out on over there." Not daring to listen for a response Ravenous began leaping through the trees the sheer power behind his weight crushing the bark as he bobbed and weaved through the branches. He could hear the sounds of battle in the distance the thickening of the air beckoning his entrance as he arrived at a decimated scene of fire and brimstone shooting up from the remains of what seems to be a tower.

Corpses littered the ground and the enemy's footsteps grew fainter by the second. He sensed a presence, earnest yet filled with sorrow. Then he saw her Sola Wessiri sitting amongst the wreckage seemingly inspecting the scene. Ravenous entered the wreckage his golden eyes piercing the veil of smoke covering the scene. He stood next to Sola his stature only slightly larger than hers. He didn't really take time to really get a look at Sola earlier but she keeps in shape, hell she might even be strong enough to lift him off his feet who knows? "Looks like the Lucites are a bigger threat to you than I imagined. All these bodies...all this blood. You eat with them, you sleep with them, you tell the same tales and you spend years building up a relationship. To think something that takes years to build can be destroyed within seconds." Ravenous bursted out laughing. Not in a maniacal cackle or anything of malintent but rather genuine laughter. Ravenous patted Sola on her back.

"Looks like Varlo or whatever his name is really socked to you eh?"

 

[Leea Pandac]

Leea had felt her head clear a little, the strange sounds and voices dimming for a moment as she focused on those in the clearing. She stood, feet wide to try to retain some semblance of balance. It seemed whatever bodily reaction to pain and injury was continuing strong because Leea was surprised at the sheer magnitude of her wounds. The aching in her joints and legs seemed quite distant; Leea could almost push it to the edge of her consciousness.

She might have smiled to Aesro as he spoke, but if she allowed her face to relax even a moment Leea was sure it would break out into a pained grimace. Not that it would have done any good to smile anyways, her helmet still trapped her in its metallic cocoon. It was rather confining, and although Leea was not claustrophobic by any means, she was beginning to feel uncomfortable. Maybe it's the stale air? As it was, although some of the words were lost in Leea's muddled memory, it seemed Aesro had expressed some lack of self memory. That might make things difficult, was kind of relying on him to tell me what to do...

She shook her head, the faint sound of loose metal shards clinging about like a rattle with the motion. Leea did not feel the need to accept this man's help, even though any slight self-assessment would have revealed the necessity of it. Nonetheless, when Ravenous offered the vial, she accepted automatically. So ingrained was the response to medical equipment that Leea had only realised about three seconds later, after the mysterious, villainous cavalier had charged off into the woods, she injected the contents in an area where the armor had shattered, exposing the flesh on her upper thigh. Unfortunately, her neck was well covered and it was the best bet to hit an artery.

The response to the administering took a few moments, as the blood stream conevyed the medicine through her body. While she waited, the Mirialan took a few tentative steps, willing herself to not fall flat on her face. What was it that guy said was here? She tried to conjure the word from her memory. But at the moment, it elluded her, and she was forced to turn her attention to the sole person in the clearing.

Leea wished she could coerce her body into standing to attention for him, but all it managed was a rather wavering posture. Her attempt at a salute was little more than a ragged gesture. "Sir... Pri-vate Le... Leea, repo-rting for... duty." It infuritated her that the lips and throat seemed so recalcitrant as to make it almost impossible to make the sentence sound coherent. As it was, the slurs and stutters echoed in her helmet, almost mocking her weakness. I will stand strong. She would not allow this temporary injury to overcome her training. Leea wanted to report that she was the only survivor of the crash, that she was aware of. Excluding Aesro himself of course. Surmising he was the one who jumped, Leea found herself impressed at this moxy. She knew of no one, aside from maybe Jedi, who could survive such a fall.

She did manage to continue for a moment, hoping perhaps he could remember something, or knew more about the current setting that she did, "What is hap-pening here, sir?"

Sola Wessiri Varlo

 

[Sola Wessiri]

Sola moved to the Lucite that she had cleaved, retrieving her hatchet from his skull. She pulled it out and gripped it, her eyes scanning the bodies as she looked for Valknor. But he wasn't there. She clipped the hatchet on her back and turned to look at the burning tower. It was made of metal, stone as well as wood. The thing was dozens of stories deep below the surface so it wasn't a total loss.

As Ravenous approached she narrowed her eyes, having no trust of the outsider at all. His words did little to help matters. He held an aura of superiority, much in the way that Varlo did as they were growing up and training together. As the outsider tried to pin this all on some vendetta against her, Sola brought up her dagger from her boot with the Force, caught it in her hand and held it up against Ravenous' throat as she stepped into him. "What makes you think that this is personal? You know nothing about us, Outsider. And you know nothing about me." The longer that she could keep it that way, the better.

She pulled the dagger away as she stepped back. It did no good for her to get angry. There was far too much work to do. Shadow ran off after Varlo and the others. There was no need for Sola to do the same. Shadow was quicker. Instead she headed over to the well and pump station, activating the pumps and hoses so that she could start getting the fire out. Unlike some of the Paladins that lay dead, she couldn't control the elements to help her. "If you want to help, then help me get this fire out!"

Aesro Leea Pandac

 

[Aesro]

Aesro looked at the syringe Ravenous gave the woman. He couldn't be suspicious, nor could be be trusting. She would do what she thought best he figured. He'd been helped, now she was being offered help. It was what had happened and that was all he thought of it. He did however jerk his head back a little surprised (regretfully) as he saw the mans head spin completely 180 and look at him. He gave an order, and rushed off.

"Right..." He muttered looking at Leea Pandac she was clearly in pain...yet she smiled. Which made him smile even if he was also in pain, though probably a great deal less thanks to the Nightsisters aid, as he realized just how much his wounds had been healing since she'd administered him the...treatment?

He walked a bit closer as the woman injected the syringe's mysterious content into her thigh. She lived whatever he'd had. As she raised a hand to salute, images flashed at him. He gripped his head grimacing, barely hearing her words, but hearing them still. Sir! Ready for duty! the memory was brief glimpse of a soldier and then vanished again, too hard to remember anymore.

Aesro waved his hand, "Er, uh, thanks." he said holding his head momentarily longer. She felt familiar. It...it wasn't just her appearance. Even without looking at her she felt familiar somehow. It felt wrong that he didn't salute back, but he didn't really know why he would or wouldn't. He didn't remotely criticize her difficulty with speaking. He could barely remember a darn thing, who was he to cast blame?

She asked about what was going on, and he scrunched his face trying to think up an answer with what he knew, "Well, from what I can gather. Sola is a native and called a Paladin. The locals are having trouble with these things called 'Lucites' that caused the body right there and, according to Sola, all of us showing up. There was a lady named Pom Styche Tive who helped my wounds, then literally vanished. Ravenous said something about paladins not believing in him, and that the Lucites aren't what caused everyone to show up. Also Pom said I was in a crash, which I...don't remember much about. I am pretty sure my names Aesro though."

He realized that she must recognize him, she'd saluted him for goodness sake. He hesitated, it almost felt...embarrassing to ask. "Uh...so this sounds really bad. But I should know you right Private Leea? I really don't remember much. It's...coming back but really slowly. At least, I think it's coming back. And...maybe we should go see what the others are doing. Or not, maybe you're too hurt. It does sound...violent. And you're pretty hurt, and I'm...well less hurt now but I was really hurt."

He lacked the confidence he normally had. Well, confidence was the wrong word. Aesro was determined to achieve objectives and that often overcame anything else. But without knowing who he was, much of that was lost.

 

[Ravenous]

Instinctively Ravenous recoiled at the tip of Sola Wessiri's blade its edge tiptoeing on the skin of his neck. A strange reaction considering his encounter with Leea Pandac 's rifle earlier which didn't seem to phase him. Oddly Ravenous has lost any fear of anyone wielding a blaster in regards to the enemies he's killed who chose to wield them...knives on the other hand. Knives and Daggers were a different story, they have cut and burned him all his life which needless to say instilled a sense of respect in the Dark Jedi. In his eyes, it took more conviction to slit a throat than it did to pull a trigger, and as Sola held him at Knifepoint his death imminent with the small press of her blade Ravenous couldn't help but grimace.

He had enough sense to wait for her to sheath her weapon before speaking again knowing full well that he might just push her over the edge. "You can lie to your friends, you can lie to your family, you can lie to Varlo , you can even lie to yourself. But you can't lie to me, because you can't hide what's already been seen. You can't say that you have no personal quarrel with Varlo when you put a dagger to my throat for mentioning his name." Tightening his mask Ravenous listened to Sola's request and found it prudent. The air was dry and plagued by smog which meant using moisture in the air was out of the question. Not a sliver of haste in his stride Ravenous approached the pump station the sound of water ringing inside its pipes. "That's...inefficient. I have a better suggestion."

Ravenous waved his hand across the debris field as he used the force to send across an air current that put out most of the fires. There were still smaller flames cropping up around the tower but the main threat had passed. "Not that you're concerned but I left the Zabrak guy up there with some green lady that popped out the bushes. She's half-dead but she should be fine." Behind the mask, Ravenous curled his lips at her in a cocky grin that spanned his face. "Can't say the same for your paladins here. I don't need to know anything about you to know that you guys clearly can't fight much better than us outsiders. Ah well, it's not like my expectations were super high, to begin with."

Why was he being so cruel? Maybe it was because he was angry the paladins chose not to believe in his abilities, It could be that he wanted to see how far he could push Sola before she snapped at him (As if a knife to the neck wasn't snappish enough) Maybe cruelty was just in his blood and he chose to embrace it, who knows? In his line of work, Ravenous learned that things don't always need a reason and that it was better just to roll with his heart.

Aesro

 

[Leea Pandac]

Leea's face, still partially concealed under the shattered remains of her helmet, took on a concerned appearance as Aesro seemed to have a sudden head ache. She reached out tentatively, surprised at the rather sudden feeling of vigor in her arm. Even Bacta isn't that fast. She realized her breathing was normalizing, and the pain was subsiding at an unnatural rate.

Even her miraculous healing was not enough to prepare her mentally for the onslaught of information the Zabrak shared. It was overwhelming, names and places, people and actions. As he spoke, the Mirialan began to sit down, leaning against a tree on the clearing edge. After he had concluded, she took a moment to digest the information and attempt to make sense of it. The figures she had seen leaving, those must be the ones he mentioned: Sola, Pom. She noticed the corpse nearby in the clearing and felt a deep sense of disgust well up in her. It appeared almost like a ritualistic killing. She had seen many deaths in her time, but even the bloody remains of an artillery strike victim were less disturbing than that of this sort of thing. In battle, a soldier knew the risks, expected it on some level. But this was different... Or perhaps it isn't. Maybe this is their battle. She realized she had little in the way of information about these Lucites and their fighting against the Paladins. When he claimed he was fairly certain of his name, Leea nodded in ascent to this, hoping perhaps it would help him somehow.

The conversation returned once more to something she knew and there was some relief. She found herself somewhat energized by returning to a familiar topic. Trying to inject some degree of surety and confidence into her voice she replied, hoping her voice didn't sound too strained, "That's alright, I'm not surprised you shouldn't recognize me. We just met really. I'm surprised you survived the fall sir. You jumped before the ship hit, I was sure you'd died. Glad I was wrong."

Leaning heavily on the gnarled bark, she pushed herself onto her feet slowly. "I'm alright, I think. Let's go after the others, strength in numbers. I can protect myself." Hopefully. "Do you need a weapon sir? Saw a wolf before I got here. Wouldn't want to be caught unarmed with a pack of those prowling around."

Sola Wessiri Varlo Ravenous

 

[Sola Wessiri]

"I put my dagger to your throat because you PRESUME that this is attack is about me or because of me. Well it isn't!" Sola used the hose to put out the rest of the fires that Ravenous didn't. As far as she could tell, this was about Valknor and the Adamite Tower. That must have been who Varlo had with him.

There was a lot of work to be done. Fortunately there was still a large number of Paladins left. Calder Calistarius needed to hear about this, yet his home was two days away. Sola would need to send Shadow in her stead. He'd be much quicker and could cut that travel time down.

There were the bodies to deal wuth as well. She needed to cremate them so that the Lucites couldn't do anything with them. And then there was the Tower itself. She needed to explore and see if anything other than Valknor was taken.

"And my expectations of you continue to be no higher than a blade of grass. Your lack of knowledge of us only adds to your annoying arrogance. And if you think that you'll suddenly gain access to what you're looking for...think again!" With Valknor captive, that left Sola as his replacement until he was brought back to them; a responsibility that she was not prepared to shoulder so soon. Yet she would do so because she must.

She shut off the pumps, but not before sending a spray of water towards Ravenous 'accidently'. Then her eyes fell to her lost brothers and sisters. Sola couldn't help but nearly hear their screams in her ears. She clenched her hands into fists, yet kept her expression stoic. "I should have been here..." And yet she wasn't. The blood ritual in the forest took her away from where she was needed most. She played right into the Lucites' game.

Aesro Leea Pandac

 

[Aesro]

[OOC: Woops! Sorry, my turn]

He held out a hand gesturing that it was ok when he noticed her reaction, not that it actually was ok. He lost his memories, returning slowly as they were. But for now he was basically going blind. Trying to process everything as it came and piece together what he'd not had. For some reason, he didn't feel the same disgust at the body she did. It was messed up sure, but it didn't drive a big emotional change. This was likely more due to his personal experiences of fear of his own death, and having lived with slaves he had seen a great deal.

So he did meet her, well that was...both comforting and not. He raised his brows as she said that he leapt out of the ship. He held his head, this time out of that. "Goodness, that sounds reckless." he said. What kind of an idiot leaps out of a ship? "I mean I'm glad you were wrong too but good grief that explains...my issue."

Sounded like she was ready to follow, and he was ready to walk with her. She asked if he needed a weapon and he instinctively reached for the phrik vibro-blade, and then looked to see his hand on the hilt, "I'm gonna say I'm good. I'll probably use this it feels...way too familiar to not be something that I'm unused to." he said pulling it out and looking at the blade in thought. It wasn't really fancy, in truth aside from the use of phrik, it was an incredibly simple weapon. He was ready to go, fast as she'd be willing. Though they apparently recieved treatments from very different people, they were both working very fast apparently. For the most part, Aesro's injuries were now enough that he could move on. It was his memory that was taking it's sweet time.

Ravenous Leea Pandac Sola Wessiri

 

[Ravenous]

Ravenous chuckled behind his masked facade overtly satisfied with himself. He had drawn out a reaction from Sola an explosive one that that If it had been any worse he'd be a bleeding mess on the ground right about now. After a few minutes of thinking, Ravenous came to realize why he was being so cruel, It was because Sola was an authority figure. Everything Ravenous does is to prove a point to send a message, maybe to others or maybe to himself either way he will be heard. He wanted to show Sola that she wasn't as emotionless and unbiased as she and the Paladins made themselves out to be. He wanted to prove that even Paladins were people just like the outsiders they have come to disassociate with. Abruptly intense pressure assailed his face a cold blast of clear liquid drenching his armor...water.

Yet I'M the annoying one! Ridiculous. "I will have reprisal..." Ravenous twisted his cloak seeping the water from inside the fabric. "For that...You won't know when and you won't know how but it's coming...and It'll involve water." Ravenous looked around the battlefield the positions of the bodies and weapons vaguely reminding him of Malachor. Dark memories flooded through his mind followed by an intense hunger and lust for blood that gave him a migraine. Ravenous felt his vision leave for a quick second before returning in the form of a crimson hue that burned his eyes and peaked his hunger. Eclipsed pupils stared hungrily at Sola a deep-seated evil lying just beneath their casing.

Mes could Kristi Ji Tu Zenoti. Zudyti Ji Stai ir then pretend M'tye Meo Zudijas along Su Tave others. A demonic voice in his head rang its distorted whispers all to familiar to the Dark Jedi. No actually. We couldn't eat her. Once again you're underestimating those without your abilities and one of these days it's going to cost you. The voice hissed at Ravenous incensed at his comment. Mes Zinot Tave Midwan Is Sis equation. Ar Mes Noret Kia Kristi Ji Kodel Setuni Mes? M'tye's powerless Kia Mus. Ravenous punched his forehead. She's not powerless. If we tried to consume her she'd oppose us. You're not your master and you don't have the same skill in manipulation she did. You may have consumed planets in your day but while your in my body you follow my rules and I say that we're NOT eating the Paladin lady.

The pain in his head subsided along with his bloodlust allowing the man to relax. "Well anyway. We should probably look for clues as to where the Lucites could be hiding." Ravenous pointed in the direction the Lucties took off in. "I saw them take off in that direction. I doubt They would simply head for their base immediately that would lead us right to them, but it's as good a place as any." It was a good thing he staved off consuming Sola, more than likely he would need her assistance and expertise on Weik.

Sola Wessiri | Leea Pandac | Aesro | Varlo

 

[Leea Pandac]

Concerned for Aesro, Leea tried to conjure some consoling words, the first that came to mind were the ones she selected, "Hey, I'm sure it is only temporary. Give it time and I bet your memories will come right back. Maybe don't think too much about it, I hear the mind is pretty good at fixing itself. In the mean time, does it matter who we are, so long as we survive?"

Taking slow tentative steps, Leea tested her strength, making sure she could bear her own weight. Whether or not she could have, the Mirialan was determined to move. Staying still would only give her more time to dwell on her injuries, moving around would keep her head clear. Or so she hoped.

At his assertion about the vibro-blade Leea gave a thoughtful nod. "Sounds fine to me, don't hesitate to ask if you need something with a bit more range though." She clapped a hand gently on her hip, tapping the holster for her pistol. "Plenty of rounds if you feel the need." She silently prayed her voice had been as steady and certain as she had wanted.

After a moment, the near-human encased in her armor suit looked around. Deciding there was no better time she suggested, "Let's go eh? Don't want them to go too far without us." Turning her rifle in her hands, Leea gave it a cursoury glance before limping awkwardly in the direction Ravenous and Sola Wessiri had gone off. Taking on a humourous tone, she smiled over her shoulder, though her helm hid all but a corner of her lip, calling out, "Keep up eh! I may be in great shape, but surely you can do better than me."

Varlo

 

[Sola Wessiri]

At any other time, Sola would have given Ravenous a playful smirk at his comments on retribution for her spraying him with water....

But not this night.

She had brothers and sisters to secure so that they couldn't be used for Dark Magik. All of their voices were now gone. No more laughter, no more conversations, no more sounds of training. "I need to see them all, and contact their families." It was a good thing that most of the younglings were at Vossport.

The change in Ravenous' eyes caused Sola to draw up her dagger again. She narrowed her own eyes at him, even while he seemed to relax before he spoke. There was still plenty of distrust in her eyes. "Shadow is hunting them down. He'll signal when he's close. Meanwhile...." Sola stepped towards him once, her fingers regripping themselves on the handle of her blade. "...Who are you really?" He had his own magik about him that she didn't like. It was dark and unpredictable.

Varlo Aesro Leea Pandac

 

[Aesro]

Aesro smiled appreciating Leea Pandac 's response on the brain and survival. "Yeah fair enough. It's just...I don't know what I would do if I were able to remember everything. Maybe I could think more, know more about what actually is supposed to happen." he didn't really think on asking her who he was. Maybe he wasn't sure she could really answer. She did say they only really just met.

He watched her carefully prepare to move. And so she did. As well as said, if the blade wasn't enough, he was welcome to ask. "I appreciate that. I'd wager you know how to use those better than I do though." he said. In spite of her injuries, she was holding together very well he thought. As far as weapons go, even if Aesro was his normal self, he would be unused to blasters. He knew how to use blades and blunt weapons, but blasters were things he wasn't allowed to use while a slave. It was only until he was taken as a wraith such things were allowed, and by then, it seemed better to master his other skills.

He nodded in agreement as she asked if they were off, and they walked. Aesro chuckled at the comment on keeping up and picked up the pace, "If you feel like racing, I'd love to see which of the crash victims would get there first. So long as I don't scramble my brain in the process." he said with a chuckle. Course he had a bit of an advantage there, he'd gotten treatment before, his fairly durable, and what he did know about the force primarily enhanced his existing attributes.

Then he felt things, his sense of the force returning to him stronger. His awareness of things growing. He cocked his head looking ahead. It was a weird feeling, hard to describe, "Does it...feel like conflict to you?" he asked uncertain if that sounded crazy, "Maybe it's just my head. But...I swear it's like I can feel something bad ahead. Or at least, not good." this was the conflict between Ravenous and Sola. Aesro wasn't skilled in sensing the force, but with himself slowly healing his mind was more free to sense things it might not otherwise.

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