First Reply Just a walk in the park... Right?

[Modi Orrax]

Location: You pick! A park wherever!

The night sky danced to the very melodies sung by the life beneath it. Distant stars twinkled and would shine bright, the moon of the planet and its cities lights illuminating its surface giving it a rather beautiful display of civilization and sheer strength of mind within sentience in the galaxy. Many of the Citizens had made efforts to partake in the park tonight, rumor has it there was a show, live musicians that many couples would flock to watch. An aquatic animal had been brought as well to give off some sort of captivating show as well, or perhaps they simply wished to enjoy the sights and sounds of the park itself, the natural beauty that filled the landscape. Indeed it was a night of leisure and perhaps pleasure. A gentle chilling breeze would push through the air causing many who did not possess some sort of natural affinity or protection from the cold to wear jackets...

Maybe it was the show, maybe it was in the landing area for your speeder, but as you enjoyed the night's air and activities you felt a bump to your shoulder which was immediately followed by a hand making for your data pad. You were quick with your reflexes this night, or perhaps it was the Force aiding you in preventing a theft from occurring, but nonetheless you've caught them. A young man with a rather rugged appearance stands before you. If it were any other moment he might've blended in with the crowd. A deep brown leather jacket could be seen covering his torso. Though the jacket was in nice condition, the shirt underneath was that of a heavily stained and lightly torn blue shirt. Dark cargo pants tucked into black combat boots covered his legs while his icy blue eyes met yours. Within the icy hues one of the perceptive sort could see clear surprise mixed with potential fear brewing underneath. The young man who was clearly no older than his early twenties swallowed audibly before speaking in a ginger tone.

"Oh uh... Hey there? Nice night eh?" ​

 

[Kostodu Xyston]

Kostodu inhaled deeply, savoring the fresh air. Usually, living on Coruscant as a Jedi Padawan didn't provide much time for breaks. But just this once, the Twi'lek had been given a week of free time, which is why he headed straight to Naboo. Thankfully, he was about thirty minutes early for the aquatic show, allowing him some time to roam the park freely.

He was now approaching a roundabout of sorts, with a triple-level fountain at the center. Water cascaded from the top level to the second, and the second to the first in a never-ending cycle. As he walked closer, the calming dribbles of water entered his ears, instantly soothing him.

Kostodu noticed that this roundabout seemed to attract a lot of attention, and a small crowd was formed around it. People were either sitting on the fountain's marble edge, enjoying the calming sounds with loved ones, or waltzing around the structure to continue their night walk.

It was then that he felt something in the back of his mind, a warning of some sort. It was too vague to understand what it was really about, but nonetheless it was worrying. Not a second later, he felt someone bump into him. Kostodu whirled around to face the person. They had frozen blue eyes, which were staring right back at the Padawan. The Twi'lek looked further down, at his datapad in his pocket. The young man, who was around Kostodu's age, had his hand in the same place. A thief.

"Nice night? It would certainly be better if you weren't going to steal from me!" Kostodu said, turning to fully face the man.

Wanting to enjoy this night and get away from the burden of Jedihood for a bit, he didn't bring his lightsaber with him. If this heated up into a fight, he would just have to use his fists. Though, he would do everything he could to mediate this situation.

With a studying gaze, Kostodu determined that this man was in need. Whether it was the small holes in the man's undershirt, or his rugged appearance, the Padawan knew somehow. Hopefully the Jedi-in-training could help this man somehow.

Modi Orrax

 

[Modi Orrax]

Kostodu Xyston

The young man looked to the Twi'lek Jedi with a sort of lopsided grin. Quickly he pulled his hand back and folded his arms.

"Hey, it's not stealing. I don't steal. It's... Relocation and redistribution of personal assets in exchange for monetary gain."

Modis hand waved as he spoke perhaps to the Jedi reminiscent of a mind trick, though if it was the young man had no idea he was doing it. He would then take a step back.

"Look, I don't typically do this but I'm willing to let this go, you see. I'm part of a rather large operation and if we make a scene. Well. Then alot of bad is going to happen to alot of good people. You understand what I am saying?"

HIs tone sounded genuine, a slight sparkle in the you g mans eye. If he was lying, well he was pretty good at it. A genuine grin was offered to the padawan.​

 

[Kostodu Xyston]

Kostodu placed his hands on his hips, hearing what the man had to say. He was pretty angry right now, but a Jedi should never let emotion control them. "Really? Relocation of personal assets? That datapad is my personal asset, and it isn't yours to redistribute, or do whatever you want with it."

The Jedi saw the man's hand wave, kind of like a mind trick. But that wouldn't work on another Force-user. Besides, this guy probably wasn't Force-sensitive. Probably.

"No, I'm sorry but I need to turn you in. You can't be doing this type of stuff. I know you're in a tough spot, but you're gonna put others in a bad place by doing this. Besides, I don't believe you when you say you're part of a large operation. If you were, why would you be doing this small-scale pickpocketing stuff?" Kostodu said, practically scolding the older man.

However, Kostodu wasn't as staunch on his idea of the man not being part of a "gang" as he'd like to be. He was really starting to regret not bringing his lightsaber.

Modi Orrax

 

[Modi Orrax]

Kostodu Xyston

Modi pursed his lips in thought, the twi wasn't buying it. Yet most seem to not in this situation. A slow sigh escaped the man before he heard him speak about turning him in. Modi's eyes grew wide for a moment before they would reflexively narrow once more. A low rumble rolling in his throat before he would stuff a hand inside his jacket. A bluff as it was, his hand wrapped around the grip of his pistol hanging under his armpit.

"Look buddy, You seem nice enough, hell I bet you're a damn good fella to get a drink with, but. I am afraid I can't let ya do that. I aint going back to jail, not that again."

As the two had their small standoff, a handful of citizens began to wander nearby, some pretending that they weren't listening, others genuinely going about their own

business. Modi looked around for a quick exit. The bike he boosted wasn't too far off.​

"I don't want to hurt you, in fact, I quite hate it. So how about this, you forget you ever saw me, and I go off on my own."

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[Kostodu Xyston]

Kostodu's eyes went wide as the man reached into his jacket. Who knew what he had in there? A vibroknife? A blaster? Possibly nothing, and it was just a bluff? The Padawan reflexively reached for his left side. Halfway through the motion, he remembered he had no weapon, and turned the purposeful movement into a casual one. He was just scratching his leg now.

"Woah, woah, woah! Slow down now! Violence isn't the answer," Kostodu said soothingly. He reached out a hand to place it on the man's shoulder, but decided against it, as it may be seen as an act of violence. Thus, his hand just floated there in empty space, as if he was saying Stop!

He had to think fast. The Padawan wasn't very experienced in using the Force, and couldn't block a blaster bolt with it. Running away might not do the trick either; the man might be a great aimer. His last hope was...

"I'm sorry, I can't let you go away to harm other people. HELP! THERE'S A THIEF!!! CALL THE POLICE!" Kostodu yelled suddenly, waving his left hand in the air. Meanwhile, his right hand was faced towards the thief, and he let out the most powerful Force push he could muster. It wasn't much, but it should be enough to throw the man back a few meters.

While the bystanders were stopping and questioning what they were seeing (some were already calling the police), Kostodu booked it towards the fountain. He'd never run so fast in his life.

Modi Orrax

 

[Modi Orrax]

Kostodu Xyston

Modis head slammed against the ground the moment he felt the kinetic energy slam over him. A loud swear left his lips as he laid on the ground for the moment. A couple of seconds would pass by and as they did the bystanders, or at least some of them began to circle the young man. Modis eyes would shoot open and look around. Another groan escaping him as he tried to wrestle his way to his feet but some of the good Samaritans held the young man down.

"Let me go damnit! I'd didn't do anything!"

Before the young padawan could wander too far off the sounds of security sirens closed in. The local security forces would leap off their speeder and encroach on the scene before them. One looked to the Twi'lek and held out a hand palm put towards him

"Stay right where you are son. We'll need you for questioning."

The officers moved quick pushing into the crowd before slamming their cuffs onto Modis wrists. They pulled the man up and almost instantly a death glare could be felt settling down onto Kostodu...The padawan able to feel his anger, and desire to get revenge.






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[Kostodu Xyston]

Kostodu had been...well, not hiding. Crouching with the intent of keeping a low profile. Yes, that was what he'd been doing behind the fountain, peeking around the corner of it to see the thief on the ground. Soon, the sounds of sirens filled his ears, and police came to arrest the man. Some of the park-goers (who had undoubtedly been in for a moment of their lives) were holding the struggling criminal down, making the cops' jobs easier. If there was one thing a great majority of citizens were united against, it was crime.

One of the police officers (a woman with flowing golden locks) approached the Padawan, beckoning him forth.

"Stay right where you are son. We'll need you for questioning."

Kostodu slowly came out of his hiding spot and replied, "Uh, okay."

He'd only been questioned by law enforcement once before, on Coruscant. On a planet like Naboo, the interrogation would either be far more pleasant, or far less pleasant. Kostodu shivered. Whatever he'd be subject to would be a lot better than what the thief would go through.

Kostodu watched the thief get hauled to his feet, with stun cuffs wrapped around his wrists. Abruptly, the man's head whipped around, pinpointing the Twi'lek Jedi, and glaring at him. A wave of negative emotions washed over the Jedi, causing him to wince. It would certainly be wise to avoid that man as long as he could.

But of course, if the thief wasn't good enough to steal someone's datapad without them noticing, how could he sneak a weapon past trained officers?

Minutes later, the police took him into the same speeder as the thief, seating them together in the back. How unfortunate for the Padawan. He could feel his heart pounding. The police were in the front...who knew if they could stop any act of violence the thief took? If he could do anything in those cuffs, of course.

He'd better hope those things were put on tight enough.

Modi Orrax

 

[Modi Orrax]

Kostodu Xyston

The back of the speeder was eeriely quiet. Modi didn't move an inch the entire ride instead his icy blue eyes would remain locked on the Padawan. It didn't take a force user to understand what his eyes were saying, nor see what lay behind them.
He wanted to hurt the padawan, no not kill, but hurt. Killing was too simple, but really what it was... Was as if a thousand generations of anger welled behind the mans eyes. Almost uncontrollably so.

When both officers were to exit the speeder this is when Modi made his play. The young man clenched both his hands into fists as tight as he could before he would lurch forward suddenly and violently attempting to slam his forehead into the bridge of the padawans nose.

Whether he hit or not it didn't take long before the officers to rip open the doors to the speeder and yank Modi out and slam him onto the ground. He didn't resist them instead he kept his blue eyes locked on the Padawan...

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[Kostodu Xyston]

All the warning he had was a flicker in the back of his head before the thief launched himself. Kostodu had turned halfway towards the enraged man before putting up his hands to block the attack. It was only partially successful. The man's head crashed into Kostodu's weak defense, slamming his arms back to the breaking point. And that wasn't enough to stop the thief's momentum. His forehead bashed right into the Padawan's nose, and a squirt of blood sprayed out.

Kostodu grunted and fell back just as the speeder door opened. He saw the police take the thief roughly, and a small stretcher come for him from within the station. After that...darkness.



When he woke up, there was a sharp pain at the bridge of his nose, and a feeling that he was struggling to breathe. His arms were stretched out by his sides, and those hurt too. Kostodu opened his eyes and looked around. He seemed to be in a small hospital. If he was still at the police station, then he was in the medbay.

A white-gowned woman turned from her spot at a flashing console and smiled warmly. "I see you're awake. You were out for an hour or so. The police need you for questioning, but I was able to get them to come in here. But the thief is coming too," she said, her voice a timeless melody.

"Oh, uh...thanks."

That was all the Twi'lek could mutter out before the pain was too great. He grunted, his eyes squinting shut.

"Ah, it seems its time for another dose," the woman said, getting gracefully to her feet and walking over. A syringe was in her hand. Kostodu watched her insert it into his arm, and could practically feel its contents flowing through his system.

A knock was heard on the door. "Come in!" the nurse chimed.

Kostodu grimaced, hoping that it wasn't his attacker.

Modi Orrax

 

[Modi Orrax]

Thankfully for the Palawan, the knock indeed was not his attacker. In place of him stood a large officer who held his cover under his arm. His chest was decorated with several medals and campaign ribbons. He stepped into the room fully and made to stand before the young Padawan.

"Young man, you are the one who helped in the capture of the local thief correct?"

The man brought a chair over and sat besides his bed. He set his cover on his lap before crossing his fi gers neatly over it. He had rather well kept beard with a mixture of white and black hairs filling it in, his build while large was hard to tell where it was muscle and where it was table muscle. A healthy blend of heavy set and muscular. He produced a small wooden pipe and set it between his teeth, the nurse giving him a nasty look at this.

"Relax darling i aint gonna smoke, it just helps me think... Now son, the young man that we brought in tonight, what do you know about him? Are you aware of his history? Or how he arrived on Naboo?"

The officer continued to chew on his pipe, looking at the young man with an intense inquisitive stare, after a moment he sucked in a breath and spoke up.

"His name is Modi Orrax, and while hes a small time two bit crook, hes got quite the rap sheet. Hopping from planet to planet, mever staying anywhere long enough for security to get to him. Hes a thief and a street racer at that, one of them adrenaline junkies... He's hurt a few people too... son If you are willing to testify against him. We might be able to lock him away for a long time... think you could do that?"

Kostodu Xyston ​

 

[Kostodu Xyston]

With a sigh of relief, Kostodu watched a well-built police officer enter, and sit by his bed-side. The Padawan's nose wrinkled a bit as he saw the man produce a pipe, like he was going to smoke it. But he promised the nurse that he would do no such thing.

"Ah, I don't know anything that guy. He just bumped into me and tried to take my datapad," Kostodu explained, eyes staring up at the ceiling in thought.

"His name is Modi Orrax, and while hes a small time two bit crook, hes got quite the rap sheet. Hopping from planet to planet, mever staying anywhere long enough for security to get to him. Hes a thief and a street racer at that, one of them adrenaline junkies... He's hurt a few people too... son If you are willing to testify against him. We might be able to lock him away for a long time... think you could do that?"

Well that was a big step forward. Testifying against a lowly street thug? Then again, if he went free, he could continue to hurt people. "I think I could do that. How long will it take though? I should probably get out of here in a week or so; even then that would be stretching my vacation time," he said.

If he stayed here for a while to put away one criminal, who knew how many other bad guys would continue to slither in the shadows, performing more heinous acts? In contradiction, surely Kostodu should stay and lock this criminal up. He had to finish the job. Besides, this would be like a "return to sender" button. Modi headbutted him, breaking his nose and injuring his arms; Kostodu would lock him up in jail for years (hopefully).

Modi Orrax

 

[Modi Orrax]

The officer gave a raise kf his brow and chuckled at the young twilek. He slowly stood up and stretched his back.

"Were going to have a hearing in a day or two, thankfully hes a repeat offender so this should be cut and dry. You say he was doing what he did a couple witnesses report it and boom. Hes behind bars. Tell you what, Ill leave it up to you."

The man bit down on his pipe once more remaining silent for just a couple minutes before he spoke up.

"Show up to the court house in two days if you want to help with this. If not we understand, we wont stop ya from leaven kiddo..."

With that the man turned and left the room but not before giving a smile and nod to the nurse...


Two days pass and within the court house there are a series of cases both civil and criminal going on. A busy day for lawmakers, security forces, nobles and politicians alike. Many of the personnel within the building were kn their buisness best, sharp suits and ties fill the rooms of the courthouse. One room in particular held a small time criminal case...

Modi sat in a stand with both his hands cuffed. He held a large black eye and a busted lip. His jacket had been slightly torn and his shirt held a bit of dried blood under it. Anger was clear in the young man's eyes as he looked about all the people who've grown up with everything balk at him.

How dare he grow up poor, how dare he have to steal to get by...

"Pompous dickbags..."

The young man muttered barely above a whisper as he looked for a particular twi'lek, hoping the young alien would show himself...

Kostodu Xyston ​