First Reply Children's Crusade

[Akela Ru]

"Padawan War Journal, ninth month of the nine hundredth year After Battle of Yippies... or something no one really knows all of the adults pretend to know so they are seen as hip and cool. I ran across a body today in the streets clutching pearls with a death grip. Nar Shadda is wicked and the people cruel but Micah tol Powl wouldn't give up... he would inspire with his music so I must endure.... must get stronger and change the order. Abolish nap time once and for all, institute mandatory snack time with cookies and milk. It is the dream he was never able to reach and so one of us must make it a reality."​

The streets of Nar Shadda were in view and the small cloaked Togruta walked among them. her eyes shifting and watching everything around her... this was in the war journal she had found in the temple of Voss. Zak Dymo had been here once upon a time, he had walked these streets and smelled these... smells..... oh god it was disgusting. She didn't not make a face of disgust but she was moving around the region now trying to add to the journal and also right the wrongs of the adults in the galaxy.... also it was important to liberate the children. She moved towards one of the doorways and opening it up. Slipping inside and around the large bouncer as she looked at the different people roaming around. She walked through the crowd going towards the counter and she was still small compared ot the rest her montrals giving her more height as she jumped onto the seat and looked at the red eyed chiss behind the bar. Her head tilted up a little for a moment. "Milk..... blue." There was a raised eyebrow and snickers from someone next.... "With chocolate in it." She said it and he was looking at her while the music was loud and drowned out much but the chiss continued to look at her. "A little young to be here kid why don't you go home." She looked at him and put her hand on the counter. "In a clean glass." She said it and narrowed her eyes watching him for a moment she had stared down a miraluka and won.. she had tamed a great beast in the form of the Kiriko... she was stronk. THe chiss would not win. "Kid I am not going to ask you again.. I am just going to have my friends drag you out." She could sense them coming as the music cut out... someone grabbed her arm a large twi'lek and lifted her as she looked at him. THan she was getting dragged out of the bar and onto the street as they stared them down but they closed the door. She would have to continue her journey across the planet... find injustices.

 

[Tycho Ordona]

Tycho watched the man's fingers tremble as he tapped away on his datapad. His body remained slumped against the wall, not daring to move from where Tycho had thrown. Every few seconds the nervous man would glance up. Though he was a man of patience and not one to express a lot of emotion, the man wasn't going fast enough.

"You need to work faster," the Jedi said, his voice calm yet authoritative. The man nodded, then glanced at the closed door leading outside onto the Nar Shaddaa streets. Tycho sensed the man's nerves slowly receding, replaced by a surge of confidence and arrogance. The Jedi raised his hand; the man halted his typing, body going rigid as the Force pressed him harder against the wall. He looked up from his pad. Any trace of confidence had vanished, replaced by fear as Tycho effortlessly raised his body up the wall with a mere flick of his hand.

"I can read your mind," Tycho's calm voice broke the silence once more.

"Yes, yes, yes," the man pleaded. Fear radiated from him as the Jedi released his hold, letting the man slump back to the floor. After a few moments, Tycho's own datapad chimed. He pulled it out and glanced at the screen. As he had requested, the credits had been deposited into his account. It had been a long six months since leaving the Silver Rest. With the work of rebuilding no longer requiring his assistance, he had begun setting right the many wrongs that were committed on that fateful day. One of these led him to Nar Shaddaa in search of a merchant. Within minutes of the Silver Jedi's home going up in flames, he had left the planet with hundreds of thousands of dollars of unpaid goods.

Without a word, the Jedi returned the datapad to his pocket and exited onto the busy street. Pulling his hood back over his head, he disappeared into the crowds heading towards the spaceport. After being at the Temple for so long, the busy streets felt suffocating. The mass of people and the overwhelming flood of emotions that came to him through the Force fatigued him. Then, cutting through the noise, was a glimmer of something else. He had spent many years among his own kind and knew, even on a planet like Nar Shadda, the aura of a Force user. Tycho stopped, his gaze shifting to a bar further down the road just as a Twi'lek dragged a young Togruta out onto the street. For a moment, Tycho had presumed he was mistaken; surely a child of the Order wouldn't be out here. Yet, as he reached out, he could sense the Force within her. There wasn't fear or worry. Tycho Ordona moved through the crowd, approaching the young Jedi.

"You're a long way from home," he said, pulling back his hood in a non-threatening gesture.

 

[Akela Ru]

"Padawan war journal, Nar Shadda is a cesspit... I went to the bar for milk.... blue skinned adult kicked me out. He doesn't know I know his secret but he does know that I know that he thinks I am just a kid. I will surprise him with justice later as an adult he has done some crime."​

THe area outside was different as she stood there and debated with herself what to do... something needed to be done... justice would be brought to them but she didn't have enough itching powder for them all... she only had so much of it left but the pink hair dye if she could add it to the shampoo than they would have a real surprise. Than someone was approaching her.... an adult... doing adulting things as he took off his hood and. "AHHHHHHH" Her hands came up to her face as she backed away and hid behind a bystander who had been startled by the scream. "HIs face, he killed some small innocent creature and is still eating it."

The man looked at Tycho Ordona for a moment and than laughed. "It is just a beard girl, he isn't going to hurt you... I don't think sounds like he might know you." Shhe looked out from behind and squinted. "No... I don't know any old people.... they smell, their old and they leaving pudding everywhere." That got her most confident as she stood taller and pointed. "And wasting pudding is the greatest crime that I as a jedi must ensure is not commited." THe man who was standing there had moved ofgf to the side. "Well ah good luck with that." He was movign and some of the others while Akela looked at him. "NOw who are you old man and how do you know where my home is?"

 

[Tycho Ordona]

For a second, Tycho wondered if he was mistaken. Watching the young Togruta leap behind the stranger, made the Jedi Master question his initial assumption. Yet, as he reached through the force, she was force sensitive and had a degree of light-side training. What an odd child he thought, watching her strange interaction with the stranger. He didn't react, even following the comments about old people. Being an old man was true, but the bit about eating pudding confused him. Yet, he remained silent, watching the ordeal play out. This continued until the word 'Jedi' fell into the conversation. The elderly Master's brow furrowed. Nar Shadda was a far cry from the Silver Rest. Even he refrained from openly declaring his status as a Jedi.

Tycho, seeing the onlookers lose interest and the stranger move on, opened his nondescript cloak slightly. He revealed the distinctive Silver Jedi Master robes and his lightsaber for a moment before concealing them again. Though he didn't want to broadcast his identity as a Jedi, the distinctive robes came in handy in situations like these.

"You can call me Master Ordona," the Jedi replied, his voice low enough for the crowd around to not hear. "And I never presumed to know where your home is," he continued "just that you're far from it. I am unaware of any Jedi enclave on Nar Shadda."

He paused to pull the hood back over his head. It was his intention to make his way to the port promptly, to avoid any trouble. Yet, this young Togruta was a welcome distraction.
"But I could be mistaken, seeing that I'm an old man who leaves puddings wherever I go." he said with a non-threatening smile.

He dropped down to one knee and replaced his frown with a smile. Attempting to appear non-threatening, though her previous comment regarding his beard continued to play on his mind.

"Now my young Jedi. I have introduced myself. Who are you, my dear?" He asked softly. As he finished his question he could sense him. The growing aura of anger and frustration moving towards him. Tycho stole a quick glance down the street, weaving through the crowd was the merchant and followed by half a dozen armed men. They hadn't spotted him yet, but it was a matter of time.

 

[Akela Ru]

Tycho Ordona

"So you admit it." She looked at him and pointed holding her head up. "I knew it and all the other padawans said I was crazy... mad even... now who is the crazy one." She smiled though and bowed her head while moving over so they could talk and not shout over the others. "I am Akela Ru from Voss and Kashyyyk." She said it and the Silver rest was a home but she knew the padawan creche where the children were. Than she felt it and was looking over the crouching mans shoulder with a squinting of her eyes. "Friends of yours?" She said it but was looking at him now and was prepared for anything. "The jedi tried to have something here, Zak Dymo wrote about it in his war journal and I have picked up his holy crusade against the adults and their unfair treatment of the padawans." She said it and patted the journal in her belts pouch near her sabers below the cloak.

 

[Tycho Ordona]

Tycho felt a deep sense of pity for the young Togruta. As she spoke, she appeared so young, innocent, and naive. He didn't correct her or interrupt, instead giving her a small nod and a warm smile as he listened. Poor child, he thought, why can't kids just be kids? He nodded at her mention of Zak Dymo and a failed Jedi enclave. He had heard rumors and knew the name, but it raised more questions than answers. Surely the Silver Jedi wouldn't have allowed such a young Padawan to wander the Galaxy alone. When she revealed a pair of lightsabers by pulling back her cloak, the Old Master felt a mixture of relief that she wasn't defenseless but also concern that she seemed too young and unpredictable.

As he kneeled, he continued to sense the growing threat approaching. Frustration, anger, and a hint of fear were closing in on them. He could feel the danger gripping him, his very core screaming for him to move.

"I wouldn't say we're friends," he replied as he stood up, realizing he could no longer ignore the looming threat. "I, too, am righting some wrongs committed against people less fortunate than myself," he said, turning his attention to the approaching men. They were moving quickly through the crowd now that they could see him standing. Tycho remained calm, assessing the unfolding situation. There were far too many bystanders for him to risk combat. Normally, that wouldn't be an issue if he were alone; he could lead them down a quiet alley and resolve the dispute swiftly. But with Akela by his side, he recognized the complication.

"How about we continue this conversation somewhere less likely for me to be lynched in the streets?" he suggested, extending his hand to the young Jedi. "I don't want bloodshed here, too many innocents." His gaze scanned the bustling street ahead, searching for the best path for their escape.

 

[Akela Ru]

Tycho Ordona

Not endangering innocents she could support that and she looked at him with a nod of her head. "Yes we should get off the streets, dangerous foes are afoot." She took a moment to look at the ones coming in the crowd but also thought about her Xantha Class Nanny Biot which was in charge of padawans and younglings when they traveled or were in the temple... things were like robots with a purpose... that purpose naptime and studies. She was looking at him though and moved off to the side when she was ready. Going under one of the stalls while debating where they would be able to go. "There is an alley or an alley or oh an alley look that one has a monkey lizard with a massive piece of food." She said it while pointing to it and remained near the jedi master They would be able to go where they needed to... maybe if not they would be able to make a pathway through their enemies by word or by blade in noble victory.

 

[Tycho Ordona]

Tycho weaved through the crowds with the young Togruta by his side. Her chatter and the noise of the street drifted away, as he drew on the force. It was moments like these that it was easy for the adrenaline and excitement to take over. Yet, the old Master did the opposite, drawing his mind to the force, his heart rate slowed, and his senses heightened. He spotted what he was looking for. Tycho ducked down the alley and walked to the end. He had hoped it wasn't a dead-end, but this would suffice. He bent his knee and brushed his hands over the broken concrete and cracked metal pipes

He glanced up and locked eyes with the young Jedi.

"Always be slow to kill Akela. For to end another life should be a rarity we should not seek."

Master Ordona stood just as the six men rounded the corner. A melding pot of fear, confidence, anger, and trepidation seeped all over him. The merchant Tycho had tracked down paused for a moment; he hesitated when he say the Jedi calm waiting for them. He was holding a blaster in one hand. Without saying a word he began to raise his hand. Tycho matched his movement, lifting his own hand at the same time. Loose clumps of concrete and broken bricks lifted from the ground. The screeching of tearing metal followed as metal pipping tore free. The merchant paused as his blaster was now leveled at the master. His eyes nervously watched the hovering concrete, metal, and bricks that stood between them. The five other men, some with blasters and others with melee weapons nervously waited behind the merchant.

With a flick of his wrist, the debris flew into the six men.

 

[Akela Ru]

[sorry it didn't give me a notification]

Tycho Ordona

She followed and looking at him as he spoke she gave a nod of her head... violence was the last thing she wanted but she knew the jedi were often more then naught going to have to face it... there was a lot that had shown that and traveling around the galaxy only added to it... but one couldn't stay in the temple forever... or could they... no cause temples want naptime and she was master of her domain out here... no naptime... no veggies... and no restrictions on what she could watch. THen there was the sounds of fighting and she moved into the back behind the jedi master while she was watching and keeping her attention on it. Not wasting the moment but she wasn't one to charge in and try to fight... mostly cause she was incredibly small and would likely get picked up by one of those big one.... then the six men were down and she moved over towards the master. "I was just going to jump in and rock ema nd sock em to help you master."

 

[Tycho Ordona]

Akela Ru

The six assailants crumpled under the pile of bricks and concrete. There were groans of pain, but as he reached out into the force, all six were alive and unlikely to suffer any long term effects. The Master walked slowly over to the men, with a flick of his wrist the collection of blasters and clubs flew away from their reach. Tycho stood over the merchant who was clutching his shoulder and grimacing in pain. The Master pulled out his data-pad and with a few clicks the Merchant's own pad pinged.

"I've deposited enough credits that should cover your medical expenses," he said as his placed his ad back into his pocket. "Am I safe to presume that you will now leave me and my companion here alone?"

The man on the ground nodded, his mouth remaining shut. Tycho flashed him a quick smile and turned back to the young Togruta who had scurried back to his side.

"I was just going to jump in and rock em and sock em to help you master."

Tycho smiled in response. The energy and enthusiasm of the young never failed to bemuse him. Yet, with her sabers by her side, he was more concerned for there wellbeing than for hers.

"This was my fault for me sort. I did not want to bring you into this mess. Now my dear Akela. Are you here on Nar Shaddaa on your own, or is your Master here with you?"

 

[Akela Ru]

Tycho Ordona

She looked at him and shrugged. "I don't have a master. The training droids though serve well and I escaped my nanny droid on the ship. This place is really different then Kashyyyk or even the High Plane and Silver Dawn." She said it and was walking looking around. "So many people and the chances to do my jedi duties is without limits... only apparently I am too small for the buildings and everyone laughed when I asked for milk..... Maybe chocolate next time." She said it while tapping her chin. "Though this might get back to her." She was serious about it and looked at him. "She is unrelenting, unwavering, inhuman in how much she doesn't let padawans have any fun only study and eat their vegetables. I've seen her make grown men cry if they even looked at her wrong." Talking about her Nanny Biot that would be looking for her the girl turned her head from side to side looking around the street. "She can be anywhere... behind that corner... in that window spying on us... she could even be behind me right now and we wouldn't even know it."