Private Escaping the Shadow of Death

[Asani Windsong]

Asani had wandered onto the scene of what at first had seemed to be a friendly gathering with music and dancing which suddenly devolved into death and disorder. One moment she was happily playing along with the music, the next her ears were up and alert while her fur took on a bright blue shade. As the frightened Kushiban ran for her life in a panicked state, she was unsure where to go, just that anyplace seemed better than 'here'. Fortunately, she soon ran into a Lasat woman, whose gentle voice calmed her from a state of terror to just frightened. She did as the woman told her, and took a few deep breaths, while trying to calm down and control her emotions, as now in a moment of clarity, she knew that running in terror among the rest of the frenzied crowd was not where she wanted to be.

Her tail flicked upward a few times as she looked up at the Lasat woman, her voice timid and fearful still as she spoke. "My… my name is Asani." She introduced herself and stayed close to her as she gazed toward the one she had shared a moment of staring with. "Is that tall male with the horns your friend?" She asked as she looked back towards the woman. While she awaited a response, she quickly checked her cloth pouch, making sure her flute was still inside and not broken, looking quite relieved to find it intact. Whatever the answer, she would follow the woman to safety as she tried her best to put the distressing scene she had just witnessed physically and mentally behind her.

Kebii'kara Solus
Laphisto

 

[Laphisto]

It was supposed to be a calm day, or well as calm as it could be that is. The mission was simple explore the ruins gather information and see if there were any connections to his people to see if there was any trace of his species still out Thier in the galaxy. Though a day trip suddenly took a turn for the worse as laphisto heard the cry of death. With a small frown he sighed hand grabbing at his broad saber as he rushed over towards Kebii'kara Solus " what's the sit rep? Any idea what's going on here?"

Laphisto looked to the lasat with a raised brow. He had grown fond of her company of all the mercenaries that worked for the order she was by far the most competent and the better company. He had even hand picked her to come along with him for this mission laphisto looked down at Asani Windsong . He recognized her -albeit briefly- as the woman that he had caught staring at him early

 

[Zinayn]

Any opportunity to get off the station and explore ruins was a good day. Except in this case. Luckily, he'd come with his katana , so in case these people falling like flies were being affected by dark spirits, he might be able to get in a test run with his new weapon. He did not unsheathe the Harbinger yet, but expanded his senses to encompass the entire ballroom, searching for malevolent spirits (or some darksider with a bad taste for fun).

His eyes wandered to the ... rabbit that was running to Kebii'kara Solus for protection. Zinayn sensed no threat there, of course not based on her appearance. Even the cuddliest could be the deadliest.

For now, he kept his eyes and senses alert. What was it that was killing these people? Poison in the air? Some Force sorcery?

Laphisto Asani Windsong