Building a Foundation [Boolon Foundation & Friends] [Open to all]

[Kiran Arlos]

"I'll do my best to help Corran." Kiran said after formalities were exchanged and he followed him towards the shuttle. On board the young man listened to the words that Corran spoke off, while he was speaking to the soldiers. Kiran in turn took the orders with him as well, as any advice on situations such as these were always fitting and could always be used. There was never a times when you stopped learning something.

The shuttled rocked a bit as it touched down to the ground and thus the ramp slowly lowered and Kiran followed Corran down the ramp. Kiran squinted his eyes a little bit and then they adjusted after a few seconds. He took a good look around then glanced back towards the shuttle as they began to unload the supplies. A small smile showed on the face of Kiran even among some of the looks that were being given by the populace, at which he noted probably right after Corran did. Kiran cleared his throat and gave a small friendly wave to those that were watching, while some waved back others didn't and that was when his friend got his attention.

"Yes indeed! Let's see what trouble we can get into." Kiran said with a small smirk towards Corran and then he immediately responded with...."Just kidding."


[member="Corran Cath"] [member="Ugohr Poof"] [member="Kaili Talith"] [member="Valae Kitra"] [member="Leah Winsclav"] [member="Rosa Gunn"]

 

[Valkren Calderon]

Colonel Valkren Calderon strained his neck, sitting behind a transport as he watched his platoon-sized strength of rangers load crates of equipment for farming and other agricultural practices.

Aside from the rangers being professional warfighters, they often doubled as disaster relief often. Today, Grandmaster Yune requested that him and his men would help the locals of this devastated planet by instructing many how to easily set up hydroponic systems and farmsteads around the planet. He was sure many of the locals had the knowledge needed for some of the equipment they would be using, but he was mostly positive that they didn't have the manpower what-so-ever.

Valkren pushed himself up from his resting position, making a quick movement to the ramp of the transport so he could assist one of the rangers with a rather heavy crate. They pushed the cargo as far back as it would go into the transport's bay. Valkren slapped the ranger on the shoulder, signaling a good job. The ranger turned and went back to his own job of loading more supplies. The young officer followed him down the ramp, before stopping at the edge to search for the rest of his team.

He was sure his NCO's were somewhere about, either resting up before the operation took place or securing more equipment in one of the transports in the hangar.

"Sergeant Torran! Lieutenant Forsberg!" He'd yell out, probably attracting some attention in the hangar bay from others. Colonel Calderon waited for the members of his leadership to return as other rangers began to pile into the transport behind him.

[member="Darren Torran"] | [member="Valae Kitra"] | [member="Sigrid Forsberg"] | [member="Arisa Yune"]

 

[Kat Decoria]

Kat was sat on a box of supplies, making adjustments to the ankle joint of her left robotic left. Think kept jamming when she walked and that would make people notice her legs were not real. As she made her final adjustment, twisting the screw into place, couple of soldiers came up to take the crate she was sat on. Rolling her eyes as if moving was a big bother for her, she jumped off and wandered to where the Colonel was sat. Watching as the man rose to help another with a crate. Sighing, she realised that she should have done the same herself but it was too late.

Hey Colonel guy, I'm Kat. New mechanic for the SJO and the Rangers. Where'd ya need me? Her tone was carefree and she was never much of a formal person, remembering names and titles took up space she used to remember how to fix hyperdrives while in combat, or fastest way to stop a mounted rifle from jamming. The important stuff.

Grabbing a crate, she lifted the weight with her legs. Ignoring the offers of help from several men, she could lift quite a bit more than her own weight, helped that her legs were robotic too. Dropping the cargo onto the ship with some care, she thought on how her father would be proud of her work, helping out refugees, giving them a home. Doing something proactive with her skills. Like her siblings, boys were off shooting at the Empire last she heard and her sister was representing Eshan off world.

[member="Valkren Calderon"] | [member="Sigrid Forsberg"] | [member="Darren Torran"]

 

[Darren Torran]

Darren Torran had agreed to aid the Silver Jedi order in building a foundation upon which a Refugee Camp would be erected. When asked by Grandmaster Yune and Colonel Calderon if he would accompany them on this voyage, he simply could not refuse. It was about time he payed his dues, saving lives instead of taking them. Protecting people from pain instead of inflicting it. Making up for what he had done in the past.

It had been a long trip, quite a far way to Kiara from The Silver Jedi's campus, yet a fun one at that. It had been a surprisingly light-hearted voyage to reach the planet, Darren had had quite a few laughs with his comrades and had developed basic friendships that had previously been non-existent. Nonetheless, this were only basic and he still thought of most of them as colleagues and acquaintances instead of friends.

Darren had worn his trench coat for this venture, having little to no need to defend himself. However, he came prepared. He hid a blaster far from view under the trench coat and kept his trusty duffle bag secure in the starship that he arrived in, along with the rest of the SJO. He was transporting boxes with the majority of the rangers when Colonel Calderon called for him. The Zabrak placed down the box, nodding to a fellow ranger to take over while he spoke to Valkren. This ranger did so, and after thanking him, Darren made his way over to Colonel Calderon.

He was surprised to see a woman there, a one that he could not recognise. He nodded to Valkren first, "Reporting in, Colonel. I believe you called for me?" and then turned to the woman, "Greetings. Sergeant Darren Torran, it's a pleasure to meet you. I don't believe I have seen you before, I assume you arrived with us?"

[member="Valkren Calderon"] | [member="Kat Decoria"] | [member="Sigrid Forsberg"] | [member="Arisa Yune"] | [member="Valae Kitra"] | [member="Rosa Gunn"] | [member="Kaili Talith"]

 

[Riamah]

Ailuros kept to herself for the most part, but knew she was part of a team. She silently prepared the shuttle she was going to be taking down to the surface of the planet and made sure everything was ready for departure.

In reality, she was a new addition to the rangers. Being a person that preferred solitude to that of crowds, she was fine with being left alone to just take care of the duties her new life required. Right that meant she was going to be providing relief for those in need and distress. If the situation required her to fight, she was ready for that too.

After checking to make sure engines were clean, she then double checked the cargo to make sure that was secured safely. No need for that to come loose if they had turbulence on the way down. One last check of the cockpit and she was done. Exiting the ship, she saw where the small group of rangers were and went over to them.

Giving Calderon a salute, "the transport is ready to go, sir."

[member="Valkren Calderon"] [member="Kat Decoria"] [member="Darren Torran"] [member="Arisa Yune"] [member="Valae Kitra"]

 

[Adron Malvern]

The Resonance, The Impervious, and The Patriot all fell out of hyperspace over Kiara, the transports had been outfitted to aid in the establishment of a refugee zone. Medical, agricultural, food, and establishment supplies filled the brim of the frigates.

Adron stood aboard the bridge of the ship, a hand placed to his chin as he watched the deck officer's see to their own routine. "Open communications to General Yune, as well as Master Gunn." One of the communications officer's nodded at the man before activating the holorecorder. Once the small red light was on to indicate he was being recorded the Count spoke out over the holochannel.

"This is Archlord Malvern, my fleet has just pulled out of hyperspace and we are prepared to aid in this operation. We come with medical supplies, food, water, and shelters. But most of all we bring able-bodied workers to aid the people." He stated, giving the signal for the holorecording to be cut off. After that he turned away from the bridge, pressing a finger on his commlink. "All hands, prepare to breach the atmosphere." He called over the ship's intercom.

The young Archlord made his way down towards the hangar, eager to begin the operation. "For once we are bringing life, not death." He muttered to himself with a proud smile.

[member="Anya Loma"] [member="Alyson Halle"]

 

[Anya Malvern]

[member="Adron Malvern"]

Peace not war...She was on a mission to actually help rather then destroy, she looked into a mirror as she raised a hand to fix a few strands of hair making it look nice and straight

She stood and started moving, work was to be done and something that didn't involve killing another being, she got something on no armor this time just her saber and normal clothing

She made her way to the bridge, she entered and went to stand beside adron as she grabbed onto something with a smile on her face as she looked out at the planet then over to him

 

[grammaticus]

Corran came to a sudden stop. His head snapped around to look at a distant corner of the port, his eyes trying to pierce the darkness there. "Continue on [member="Kiran Arlos"] ,go find any of the other parties that are here. I must go investigate something..." As he spoke, he unclipped his saber staff from his hip, gripping it in his right hand and moving off.

He jogged across the space between him and the crates he had been looking at earlier. He had sensed a dark intent of purpose from this area, something he himself had been all to familiar with in the past. Now that he was closer though, he also heard the sound of voices coming from behind the pile.

Taking two steps back, Corran rushed forward, and jumped into the air, using the force to propel him higher. As he cleared the top, he flipped his body over, spinning in the air, and ignited one end of his saber, the snap hiss echoing in the small enclosed area, and the green glow illuminating the darkness.

He landed on his feet, and held the blade in front of the three men that had been hiding there. All three had looks of surprise and shock, something Corran was amused by. "Put back anything you have taken, or I will remove your hands and turn you in to the authorities for your crimes." They barely took a second before they dropped the bags they were carrying, before sprinting off.

Corran twirled the saber in his hand while deactivating it, before reaching down to pick up the bags. He emptied rhem back into the opened crates before closing them back up. He would need to let the port authorities know either way,. Their security was apparently quite lacking.

 

[Xiarr Sair]

Well, this was a nice change in events. Instead of fighting for the Dominion's survival they were now fighting for the survival of others, and not in a conventional way. Instead of fighting empires or secret society, they were now fighting an even stronger enemy, famine, disease, and the aftermath of war. Xiarr had never been apart of anything like the Boolon Foundation, probably because most of the galaxy was only considered about themselves, and organizations dedicated to just helping refugees were few and far in between. That was likely due to the fact that most people never considered on what war could do to civilians until you found yourself hiding in a bunker.

The Archlord himself had also decided to come along and aid the Foundation, but Xiarr didn't know if the Archlord simply wanted to help the weak, or to improve the image of The Dominion, Xiarr liked to think it was a bit of both. No matter the case, he was glad The Dominion had decided to do something other than fight wars or build alliances.

[member="Anya Loma"]
[member="Adron Malvern"]

 

[Eugen Aker]

Valae would be the first to show up to the transport, her friend asking about the BB unit she had recovered. BB-10 rolled up to Valae's side, whistling in greeting.

Arisa giggled. "He's been a welcome addition to the team. Can't believe you had him just sitting there the whole time, what a lucky find."

From the records she had pulled up in the restoration, BB-10 had once belonged to a pilot from the original Galactic Alliance that had existed centuries before the Long Night. While BB-10 was learning about the world today, there was much he could teach them about the past at the same time.

Right behind Valae would be a whole gaggle of Padawans joining them, including Arisa's own apprentice Yuroic.

"I'm ready for all the building." She agreed. "Though first we're going to check in with Master Gunn and Master Talith and see what projects we need to prioritize during our mission. No thanks required, this work is exactly what is expected out of us as Jedi."

Nia would be the last Padawan to arrive, flushed and panting as she made her desires clear about joining the surface party.

"You're more than welcome to join us too, Nia," she answered, motioning toward the passenger area. "Please make yourself comfortable, we'll be lifting off shortly."

Through her neural link, she would receive word from the Luchtaine's captain about the arrival of IE and Dominion vessels behind them. Arisa had been aware of plans of both powers to make an apperance, having reached out to them both to do so. Up to this point, neither of her allies had much positive exposure to the galaxy at large, so she had thought this would be a good opportunity for them to begin establishing a good reputation for themselves.

"This is General Yune," she announced to IE and Dominion vessels over open comms. "Perfect timing, I was just about to head down to speak with representatives from the Boolon Foundation. I hope to see you both there soon."

Once everyone was settled, she finally pulled out of the Luchtaine to join the traffic of other transports and small capital ships making their way planetfall. A few minutes later, and they would be on the surface, Arisa immediately strolling outside as soon as the ramp hit the tarmac. There she would find Gunn and Talith. Gunn, she would know only by reputation and their holo call ahead of the Silver mission, but as for Talith, she had bumped into the woman previously at some other IE event. Back then, she had come off as troubled but pleasant, someone just as passionate about aid work as Arisa.

"Master Gunn, Master Talith," she greeted with a small bow. "Master Gunn, it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person, and Master Talith, it's great to see you again. The Silver Order is prepared to help in any way we can, please just point us in the right direction."

Spoiler

[member="Cath Lorr"] [member="Valae Kitra"] [member="Rosa Gunn"] [member="Kaili Talith"] [member="Xiarr Sair"] [member="Corran Cath"] [member="Anya Loma"] [member="Adron Malvern"] [member="Ailuros"] [member="Darren Torran"] [member="Kat Decoria"] [member="Valkren Calderon"] [member="Kiran Arlos"] [member="Nia Sol "][member="Ugohr Poof"] [member="Leah Winsclav"]

 

[Rosa Gunn]

Not for the first time, Rosa was caught by surprise at the words of wisdom that Kaili came out with. For a young woman she, on occasion, showed wisdom beyond her years. Then, on other occasions she was clumsy and a complete ditz.

Smiling girl herself she contented the remainder of the journey to the docks watching the old city draw nearer, eyes watching as more and more ships descended from the skies, following instructions from the capital's space port.

There was a buzz in the atmosphere, excitement and apprehension ran through the locals and those coming to bring aid. Her comlink buzzed as Commander Cath's and Adron Malvern's announcement of their arrival trickled through one after the other. "Thank you for your assistance gentlemen, I'll be at the docks shortly if you wish to convene before we begin."

No sooner had she replied than the longboat connected with the docks with a small jolt. It took a moment for the boards to be lowered to the Jerry, but she and Kaili descended together, greeted first and foremost by Master Yune of the silver Jedi.

She offered a bow of respect to the woman and smiled. "The pleasure is all mine, I cannot thank you enough for your help." She cast a glance behind her at the number of helping hands he had brought with her. "There's a number of things that need rebuilding. Priorities I think are the hospital, homes and perhaps clearing out some old shops to use and supply stores?"

She caught Master Keer is the corner of her eye. "Ah, yes...the peacekeepers are here to oversee our work, they are local and I would ask that you and your people listen to what they have to say. If they don't want something adjusted, please do not adjust it. This city is sacred to them in a way and they, and Kaili, have bee incredibly generous in allowing us to restore it."

[member="Kaili Talith"] // [member="Arisa Yune"] // [member="Xiarr Sair"] // [member="Corran Cath"] // [member="Anya Loma"] // [member="Adron Malvern"] // [member="Ailuros"] // [member="Darren Torran"] // [member="Kat Decoria"] // [member="Valkren Calderon"] // [member="Kiran Arlos"] // [member="Nia Sol "]// [member="Ugohr Poof"] // [member="Leah Winsclav"] // [member="Yuroic Xeraic"] // [member="Samara Raine"] // [member="Dagos Terrek"] // [member="Wookie Warrior Arriurra"] // [member="Caelen_Tercept"] // [member="Caelen_Tercept"] // [member="Valae Kitra"] //

 

[Sigrid Forsberg]

Sigrid would be the last to join the group of Rangers assembling, but only because she had been busy stacking rows of large footlockers upon a repulsor bed until they nearly reached the Valkyri's head at over two meters. She made for quite the attraction lugging the all the gear with a pull of repulsor bed handle.

When she arrived at the designated shuttle for her team, she let the repulsor bed come to rest to salute Colonel Calderon. "Lieutenant Forsberg, reporting!" Her basic was getting better, but her accent was still quite thick, so she tried to employ brevity to make sure everyone around her understood her words.

She had arrived in time to see an Echani addressing Calderon nonchalantly as "Hey Colonel Guy". While she still struggled with military protocols herself as a Valkryi new to such strict standards, she did recognize that the mechanic was out of line referring to the Colonel out of his official title. Never having encountered such a scenario herself as a new junior officer, she kept an ear out to see how Calderon would respond while getting back to work.

"I move the crates now, sir!" she exclaimed, then picked up the handle again to pull the repulsor bed inside and secure it to the floor of the shuttle.

[member="Valkren Calderon"] [member="Kat Decoria"] [member="Ailuros"] [member="Darren Torran"]

 

[Ugohr Poof]

"There's a number of things that need rebuilding. Priorities I think are the hospital, homes and perhaps clearing out some old shops to use and supply stores?"

"So that's what they ask us to rebuild?" the architect asked in disbelief, upon reading the specifications of the project.

"Because wesa too far away from da hospital, wesa need to focus on rebuilding derelict housing near oursa position"

The hospital was deeper inside the city than what he expected, and also deeper inside the Abandoned City from their landing position than the derelict neighborhood filled with housing that needed work done on, using what blueprints were still left from all those years, especially for those borrowers whose mortgages weren't yet fully repaid, provided it was a new construction when those mortgages were taken out. With the Dominion crew, led by the Archlord in person, [member="Adron Malvern"], with [member="Anya Loma"] and [member="Xiarr Sair"] in tow, the two settlements covered by the project were crowded, perhaps even overwhelmingly so. Even then the lower deck door of the AT-AT barge opens to reveal construction materials such as bricks, mortar, timber and other common materials in use for rebuilding derelict housing back to code. And their corresponding construction crews, organic and droids, which began working without delay once they were released upon the neighborhood.

 

[grammaticus]

Corran had just finished speaking with the port authorities about the security risk when he received a new communication. He said his farewells to the officers, before moving off and opening the channel. He listened to the words of the Silver Jedi, nodding to himself before closing the channel. So, they were finally moving forward with their objectives, took long enough. The Iron Empire had arrived towards the end of the groups, and Corran could only congratulate his men and crew for moving so efficiently to make up for the loss of time. However, that would have to wait.

"[member="Kiran Arlos"] ,did you hear the communication? Good, meet me by speeder station, we will hitch a ride to the meeting point and finally start what we came here to do." With that, he quickly set off across the hangar. He didn't feel like he needed to rush, but he didn't like to keep people waiting anyway. It was rude, one of the few things Corran could not actually stand.

He blamed his parents.

In short order he arrived at the speeder station, signalling for one. He waited for his acquaintance to arrive, before requesting the speeder take them to the Boolon Foundation location.

[member="Arisa Yune"]

 

[Kaili Talith]

[member="Rosa Gunn"] // [member="Arisa Yune"]​

Breezes sprinkled across Kaili’s cheek as she leaned back against the railing of the ship. Kiara had always been a land that amazed her with its natural beauty, and even now as its overgrown cityscape came into view the feeling managed to hold up to what she had come to expect of it. Vines and roots of trees of flowers that had been left unchecked and allowed to blossom in full seemed to decorate the walls of ceiling, walls and floors alike. Saplings had cracked through the concrete walkways and brought chaos to a place that had without a doubt been as dead as the night for many years since the Kiaran people all but abandoned hope on their capital. It was beautiful, and yet Kaili couldn’t help but frown for a second as her eyes set on the new capital and how it seemed to disappear around the mountain’s edge.

The very last few outlines of Kaili and Allyson’s mansion poked out like a silhouette in the sun’s light. It was the balcony from which she could see everything that happened in her realm. The place where she and Allyson lived in private seclusion far away from the scrutiny and prying eyes of the galaxy. Not that there were any such eyes, but this entire planet had become the sanctuary they went back to when the rest of the galaxy quite simply needed to be quiet for a moment. To let people know of it wasn’t something that Kaili would do lightly, but it was something that she knew she would have to do eventually. [member="Allyson Locke"] had been invited too and had of course also been granted a robe that boasted of her importance to the local populace as well. Silk, hemp, any material she would have asked of them and it would have been hers. It was the benefit of reverence.

Sigh burst through Kaili’s nose. She had been forced to rush to meet with the newcomers, if Allyson was to come she’d have to meet up with Kaili when she had already reached the formerly abandoned city. Which would be any moment now. There’d be a whole ship waiting for her, willing to take her to the city, and it would remain there until instructed otherwise by Kaili herself.

Of course it tore her to leave, but she had to.

The ship came to a full stop. A bridge was lowered onto the city docks and Kaili joined Rosa on the way to disembark. Grandmaster Yune came to meet them and Kaili bowed her head in respect before allowing Master Keer to do the same.

“We are just so very thankful that there were people from the outside willing to take on such a task.” Kaili nodded with a smile at Rosa and then Arisa. “Master Keer will be the best man to contact in regards to the local force tradition and their demands. Elder Ardus will be representing the Kiaran people’s interest later, but he ran late and had to take another ship. I expect he will arrive in due time.”

“Master Keer can speak more for the Peacekeepers.” Kaili gave the man the word.

“We have read about your order from ancient texts in our library.” He looked at Arisa. “While the roots of our people are Imperial in nature we still want you to know that you and your kind will not face persecution under our jurisdiction.”

“... Yes.” Kaili nodded at the man and then looked at the Grandmaster with an uneasy smile. “Just remember that they have been isolated for a great many years. Their records still carry remnants from one of the ancient empires. You know, one of the ‘Kill Jedi on sight’ type of empires.”

“Yes, of course.” Master Keer bowed his head. “Kaili has showed me the state of the galaxy as it is now, but it is difficult to change one’s view overnight, so to speak.” He then bowed his head again to Arisa. “I apologize.”

 

[Leah Winsclav]

Leah decided that there was enough people here for her to descend and go greet them all. She had prepared for inclement weather, her feet adorned in Steel Toe cap boots, a long, leather trench coat-coal black in colour, was covering the entirety of her upper body down to her ankles. She was no wearing a hat, but had a cute fluffy one in her deep pocket.

The sound of her own ramp hitting the joined in with the others. She wasted no time walking off to the surface of the planet, her eyes scanning across the area for a familiar person or place. Somewhere to begin. It wasn't long before she caught Arisa in conversation with people she had never seen before. Determined, she steeled her nerves and began to walk steadily over towards the pair. She didn't want to approach too aggressively. Arisa was an acquaintance, she didn't want to harm their civil relationship by disturbing her at the wrong time.

 

[Valae Heavenshield]

Valae smiled as the BB unit rolled over to her, and she greeted it with a small pat. It was quite a lucky find, few were ever so fortunate to find something useful in her scrap yard. As the business had died with her father, most everything left behind were the things that didn't have uses. But there could be a few more treasures laying around, she just wasn't sure.

Turning her attention to the new arrivals, she offered nods of greeting. She sent a warm smile to [member="Yuroic Xeraic"], the Grandmaster's padawan. And as [member="Samara Raine"] entered, her smile grew. It was nice to have the opportunity to bring her own padawan out on a mission. While she recognized the importance of study, she had always felt it was best to learn while on the job.

"That's good to hear," She said with a nod.

The ride to the surface was fast and smooth. As the occupants of the transport began to shuffle out, Valae followed suit. With Samara at her side, she watched as the Phenex Medical ship set down nearby. She glanced over her shoulder to see [member="Arisa Yune"] conversing with [member="Rosa Gunn"] and [member="Kaili Talith"], likely exchanging introductions and information. For the moment, she would wait off to the side for further instructions.

"Seems like we're going to have our work cut out for us." She said in a quiet tone to Samara, "But a little hard work never hurt anyone, right?" She offered an encouraging smile.

 

[Valkren Calderon]

The Colonel cocked a brow as an unfamiliar ranger arrived. He usually made a strong effort to sort through all the new recruits' paperwork, so he could at least remember a face when it came to the soldiers that he worked along side with, but some peoples' files just happened to sleep through the crack. What came to more of a shock to him was the tone of the engineer in the way she addressed him. He usually went easy on many of his warfighters' for discipline when it came to rank and proper protocol, but he wasn't accustomed to 'Colonel Guy.'

He gave the engineer a nod as she went to work loading one of the crates onto the transport, facing away from the vehicle's bay as he continued to wait for the rest of his team. The young officer would raise his voice as Kat passed with the crate, "It's just Colonel, Kat."

It wasn't exactly a stern statement, but it was easy to tell that he meant business. He knew he'd have to keep a tight ship at some points in his leadership career, even if it wasn't the style he had lived by during his time in the Republic with his own team. The next ranger that arrived was Sergeant Torran, a familiar NCO that had fought under his command in a few combat deployments, and a good soldier.

"Sergeant Torran, good to see you again. Load up, I want you with me on this one. Help out with the locals abit."

The ranger officer then would turn toward the ship after hearing the voice of their pilot, giving her a nod as well. "Thank you, Ailuros. Get the engines warmed up, would ya'?"

Finally, Forsberg and her group of berserkers showed up. It was hard to miss the towering natives of Midvinter as they approached the transport and imedietly went to work helping load the remaining equipment and supplies. He liked the few Valkyri he knew, which were the ones that had worked with him. They imposed fear into many enemies just by their size alone, and their abilities in combat made them some of the fiercest warriors he's known.

"Good to see you too, Lieutenant Forsberg!" He'd raise his voice with a smile as he continued his firm stance looking ahead. His voice raised only as there had been a sudden commotion close by with another transport as it roared out of the ship's bay and into the traffic down planet-side. He continued to watch the group until they were ready to depart, then making his way up the ramp.

[member="Sigrid Forsberg"] | [member="Ailuros"] | [member="Darren Torran"] | [member="Kat Decoria"]

 

[Riamah]

Ailuros paid attention to what was going on around her and moved when Sigrid brought her supplies in, her tail swishing behind her. There were several transports and most were filling up before Valkren acknowledged her presence and words that everything was ready to go.

"Yes, sir."

Giving the Colonel another salute, she turned around and went into the ship she was going to take down to the planet. The other transports started taking off as Ailuros turned her engines on and started getting them warmed up. It only took mere moments and she sat in the pilot seat waiting for her people she was going down with to board and the order given for her to take flight.

This was what she enjoyed, flying. She knew this mission would go without hitch and expected everything to go according to plan.

Taking a moment while everybody prepared, Ailuros always wanted to present herself as clear, started licking the back of her arm. Making sure her fur was separated and combed neatly, she then started cleaning her face in the same way. In the amount of time it was taking everybody to finish loading and boarding, she hoped to have her other arm's fur cleaned as well.

 

[Allyson Locke]

Allyson adjusted the robes she wore, they were something she would have never worn. She did it of course by the request of [member="Kaili Talith"]. The woman seemed determined to have her wear them to show her importance to this planet. Allyson was still at a loss for words mostly after finding out that she was important here – apparently, she had come to this planet with Kaili and helped bring them out of some sort of darkness or something. Sighing softly, Allyson ran her slender fingers through her brown hair. This place felt familiar, but something still felt off. It was all coming at her at once and Kaili was being a good friend and making sure she didn’t get overwhelmed.

Some things were familiar yet others seemed so foreign. Either way, Allyson did her best not to burden her friend who had taken her in. The last things she needed is to have the one person she obviously had trusted the most to eventually get tired of her. The small boat she had arrived on docked and Allyson reached back and twisted her long brown hair up, a decorative clip was placed in to keep her hair out of her face. A gentle, but forced smile spread across her face. She felt as if she was consistently moving through life as a bystander, watching and never really knowing what was going to happen next and it destroyed her every day. Still, she had her dreams and she clung to them hoping that they would reveal to be more than that.

Stepping off with the help of the man that sailed the boat, Allyson found her footing. She adjusted herself and tried to figure out the necessity of the cloak she wore. Of course, underneath she wore her typical attire, white t-shirt and her every so ‘lucky’ Corellian blood stripes. The dock shifted under her leather knee high boots as she stood and glanced about looking for the blonde she was supposed to be meeting. It didn’t take long, it was as if Allyson had been making out Kaili in a crowd for longer than she can remember. (lol). Taking a step forward, Allyson froze. Something registered in the back of her mind, something that made this moment feel like deja vu. Allyson stared hard at the blonde, watching the girl move and slowly begin to get something familiar about it. Had Kaili always looked like this? Had she always made Allyson forget there were others in the vicinity?

The Corellian blinked rapidly as she took another step forward. The moment was an odd one and it was something that had never happened before this moment. She would have to think on it more later, now she needed to be of some support to her friend. “Kaili?” She called out to her and waved. Inhaling deeply, Allyson tried to figure out why she was so short of breath.

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