Zetha Vesh
Character
Zetha couldn't believe it. She had done it! She had escaped the Jedi Order! The thrill of the escape still pumped pure adrenaline through her veins. She hadn't felt this high in a long time. In the dead of night, she had slipped from her quarters, leaving her Padawan beads and her lightsaber behind. She had stolen a ship belonging to one of the Masters and gotten the hell outta dodge. Or in this case, Tython. Now she was sailing through space. Her maps told her that she was in the Sluis sector, but she didn't know where that was or what it was close to. There was the Dagobah system, with the planet bearing the same name. Zetha didn't know much about it. The teachings at the Temple didn't really teach much about it.
But for now, she was smooth sailing. She didn't really need to land at the moment and if she did, Dagobah wouldn't be her first choice. She heard it was empty of any civilizations. She didn't need that. Coruscant was the first place on her mind. And according to her map, it was still a bit of ways to go. Leaning back in her seat of the 'borrowed' ETA-2 starfighter and stretched. Her eyes closed in successful content. She had done it. She was free.
Purple eyes snapped open when something rammed against one wing of the ship. It was soon followed by the flashing of a red light, and the shrill beeping of a warning alarm. Frantically, Zetha scanned the main console and the stars in front of her. Her eyes went back to her motion tracker to notice a fighter was following her. A quick shoulder-check confirmed her suspicions. It was another Jedi starfighter. They had noticed her escape and had now followed her!
Movement drew her attention to the right, and she stared out the right side of the cockpit window in shock. The fighter had pulled up next to her, and she was stunned to see the gloating Chiss face of Docamli. Docamli was a fellow Padawan who had a raging hatred and jealousy towards Zetha for her strength in the Force. He must be here to bring her back to the Temple.
But then the boy pulled back, disappearing from sight. The sound of blaster fire erupted behind her, and Zetha let out a cry of surprise when her ship was rocked from a hit. Docamli was shooting at her! Gripping the controls, she tried to evade, but he was fast. A few more hits and he had broken through her shield. Her left wing was now in flames, a plume of thick black smoke rising from the panels. Now, she really needed to land. Angling her ship down towards the planet of Dagobah, she braced for the impact.
After enduring the heat of entering the atmosphere, she hit trees, the branches snapping against the hull. Then she broke through the canopy. Marsh and a few curse words were the only thing that passed through her mind before the fighter did a nose dive into the thick swampy mud of the wetland planet. She smelled fire and smoke, felt heat against her back. But her eyes couldn't stay open any longer. She slumped forward, her head resting against the steering column. Everything went black.
[member="Bryce Bantam"]
But for now, she was smooth sailing. She didn't really need to land at the moment and if she did, Dagobah wouldn't be her first choice. She heard it was empty of any civilizations. She didn't need that. Coruscant was the first place on her mind. And according to her map, it was still a bit of ways to go. Leaning back in her seat of the 'borrowed' ETA-2 starfighter and stretched. Her eyes closed in successful content. She had done it. She was free.
Purple eyes snapped open when something rammed against one wing of the ship. It was soon followed by the flashing of a red light, and the shrill beeping of a warning alarm. Frantically, Zetha scanned the main console and the stars in front of her. Her eyes went back to her motion tracker to notice a fighter was following her. A quick shoulder-check confirmed her suspicions. It was another Jedi starfighter. They had noticed her escape and had now followed her!
Movement drew her attention to the right, and she stared out the right side of the cockpit window in shock. The fighter had pulled up next to her, and she was stunned to see the gloating Chiss face of Docamli. Docamli was a fellow Padawan who had a raging hatred and jealousy towards Zetha for her strength in the Force. He must be here to bring her back to the Temple.
But then the boy pulled back, disappearing from sight. The sound of blaster fire erupted behind her, and Zetha let out a cry of surprise when her ship was rocked from a hit. Docamli was shooting at her! Gripping the controls, she tried to evade, but he was fast. A few more hits and he had broken through her shield. Her left wing was now in flames, a plume of thick black smoke rising from the panels. Now, she really needed to land. Angling her ship down towards the planet of Dagobah, she braced for the impact.
After enduring the heat of entering the atmosphere, she hit trees, the branches snapping against the hull. Then she broke through the canopy. Marsh and a few curse words were the only thing that passed through her mind before the fighter did a nose dive into the thick swampy mud of the wetland planet. She smelled fire and smoke, felt heat against her back. But her eyes couldn't stay open any longer. She slumped forward, her head resting against the steering column. Everything went black.
[member="Bryce Bantam"]