Key of Shadows

[RC-0883]

Bunker smiled. The junkrat had gall and alot of it. To stand and face 2 fully armored Commandos was one thing, but to threaten them was a new level of stupid. The kid was starting to grow on him.

Bunker spoke into the private comlink his helmet
"It's an improvised flashbang device Captain. Keep an eye on the Force-User I'm gonna try something."

"Just don't kill him." the Captain replied.

Bunker set his blaster to stun mode and removed his helmet. He gently started easing his way over to the boy
"Udessiie ad'ika, easy son" he started, doing his best to sound like Kal Skirata. "We are all just trying to get home. You do have a home, right?"

Bunker was an arms length away now.

"I'm designation RC-0883, Bravo Squad's demolitions expert. The only thing that will do is make your eyes water and upset my fragile mood."

 

[Dav Sett]

"Yes, I have a home... of sorts. But if you were just trying to get home then why stop me?" Dav's hand tightened around the flash bang. "And if you really just wanted to get home why come here? Nothing of importance ever comes or goes to this planet." How does this guy know I understand mandalorian? "If you plan on me not pushing this put the gun down. verd ori'shya beskar'gam. If you don't then you don't have any ijaa."

Dav knew that drawing away would show weakness but standing still and allowing him to come close like this without doing anything was weaker. "And I guess its only fair since I now know you: Dav Fett. Scavenger and inventor." Finished Dav without realizing that he accidentally said Fett instead of Sett.

[member="RC-0883"]

 

[RC-0883]

That stopped Bunker in his tracks. The junkrat was right, this wasn't his home. Home was Boss, Beta, and Buster. Home was putting a pak of detanite in Delta's freshers. Mando'ade didn't have a physical home, they had their heritage, their skills and their vod'e. The boy had cut through every nerve in Bunker's body with just a few words.

RC-0883 shouldered his weapon gave the boy one last look over and said, "Kar’tayli ad meg hukaat’kama ad'ika, I'd hate to see you dead."

Bunker turned with what sanity he had left and made his back to the Captain.
"I guess that makes us brothers too." he thought to himself

 

[RC-0883]

[member="Dav Sett"]
[member="RC-1047"]

 

[RC-0883]

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

The clone and boy talked to each other in Mandalorian, for the clone it made scene, though the boy, she would have never guessed he was a Mando as well, but the again with the amount of rejects, bastards and exiles going around, one living life as a scavenger was bound to show up sooner or later.

With the issues seemingly defused Kurenai placed the saber back on her belt, but stopped half way through when the boy mentioned being of the Fett clan, something about it screamed mistake, judging from what she could scene about his emotions, though anything to avoid an unnecessary fight.

[member="RC-0883"] attitude peaked up hearing this reconciliation for his action and greeting his brother, family was a strong bond that was hard to separate, even if said line was over 800 year old, and well fake, but still strong as ever. "does this mean we can all lower our weapons"? It seemed like a rhetorical question but she wanted to make sure.

[member="Dav Sett"] /

 

[RC-1047]

RC-1047 looked at both of them, "RC-0883, You're being to friendly, If he was one of us wouldn't he look like us? Use your brain." RC-1047 said, "We'll lower our weapon's. Also kid, If your going to pull a lie and say your a Fett, atleast do the part and look like us.." RC-1047 said, All Fett's had looked as if they were clone's so it would be easy to tell if someone was a fake.

The clone slid his DC-17M over his back looking at the scavnger, "Tell me kid, What did you take?" RC-1047 asked looking at him, he scanned over him,"Alright kid, This'll what we'll do, We'll late you take a few part's but you won't be scavenging from this everyday, I'm trying or going to be trying to get this ship back up, It's possible..I'll just have to do alot of work on it." RC-1047 said, He turned on his Comm link that linked with RC-0883's.

"We'll have our venator back soon.." RC-1047 said in this comms, "So what bring's you all here eh?" RC-1047 asked the two.

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="RC-0883"]
[member="Dav Sett"]

 

[Dav Sett]

"F-Fett? Did I say Fett? If I did then I apologize. I meant to say Sett. Here see?" Dav quickly pulled out a card with his name which read: Dav Sett. Status: N/A Home: N/A. "Also as for the parts, if you going to be fixing the ship you will need what I was taking." Spilling the contents of his bag, he quickly sorted what he owned from the parts. As he sorted he made three piles. One was what he owned, Another for parts that were easy to replace, and the last was parts that were virtually irreplaceable.

"Most of it is just parts from electronic containers, nothing too important there. But I found these which I think you will want." Dav picked up a few parts and placed them in front of @RC-1047. "A hyperdrive computer, Laser targeting computer, the key, and this." he held up a small container. "From where I got this on the ship I assume that it is either Kolto or Bacta, both of which sell nicely. I have one thing I should let you know though. When I was in the med bay, well... I saw something that should look familiar. I did not take it out of respect. Clone armor. Not the armor on a stand, no this was armor on a dead body. By the looks of it, recently dead." Dav bent down and picked up his virbocutter while he was talking and sheathed it.

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="RC-0883"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

It seemed that [member="RC-1047"] was not aware of how much the Fett clan had changed over the years, she would high doubt any modern day Fett would look anywhere near the original clone trooper, but he did have a point. Most of the Fett's Kurenai had met were tall, black hair and with a different facial features, this kid was to different looking to be part of the family, even if he was a very distance relative, and if so his heritage would no longer matter.

As the clone continued to talk she turned her head back towards the Venator, it may have been more structurally sound that a lot of wreak but years of neglect, rust and erosion would mean it would take hundreds of people to get back in working order, or a very long time for only two people. She continued to looking at the ship when posed with the question, "My family has been one of recording history and knowledge for personal archiving to preserve them them from the wars ravaging the galaxy, though its usually my better half doing the work". Kurenai walked a bit closer to the hull placing and hand on the cold metal, "I guess it's also a bit of nostalgia, the last time I saw a Venator was, hmmmmmm I think around 856 years ago".

She turned back the group as [member="Dav Sett"] as he placed out several parts in an attempt to help start on the ship, needless to say she was interested in what their reactions might be like.

[member="RC-0883"]

 

[RC-1047]

RC-1047 slowly trotted over to the part's his finger touching them, he reached into his back pocket pulling out a sack of credit's it would contain 5,000 credits, He had no use for them he was a solider. Casper would toss the Credit's the Scavenger's way, "Well, It's easy to fix a Venator if you know how, I've been in many battalion's and gone under such training under them, The most it'd take would be two monthes..Clone's are known to fix thing's faster then any other's..This Venator will be back up and running soon..It'll be great" RC-1047 said looking at the ship, "It only has some engine problem's..The Chasis is a bit bent but that doesn't matter for inspace rotation and such." RC-1047 said, "This only take now a month, Since I know the damage now." RC-1047 said as he finished Bio-scan of the ship,

"Those part's will help, but I claimed this Venator a long time ago, When us Clone's reach age 20, Our aging speed goes down, And we get very slowed aging, I woke up in a Cyropod 6 year's ago but that on;y is two year's in Clone age..I still don't know what's going on in this world.." RC-1047 said.


[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="Dav Sett"]
[member="RC-0883"]

 

[RC-0883]

"Captain.
I woke up a few days ago in some chakaar's junkyard not to far from here. Its previous owner has been permanently evicted. It's no Arca Barracks but it has food, freshers and maybe a few parts we'll need. We can hole up there while repairs are underway. I can take the junkrat to take a look at the fallen clone. You should have a few words with our jetiise historian over there."

[member="RC-1047"]
[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="Dav Sett"]

 

[Dav Sett]

"Okay, but first things first, you might want a gas mask if those tin hates of your don't filter gas." Dav looked from [member="RC-0883"] to [member="Kurenai Yumi"] then added "Just out of curiosity, what brought you here? Ah sorry none of my business." He then strolled casually toward the ship as if he came across things like this every day.

Leading RC-0883 to the med bay was simple. Opening the lock he had put on it to prevent the poison gas however, was not. Dav took off his shirt but still had an undershirt on. As he took off the shirt, a mechanical spine was along the outside. It stopped near the neck, where the flash bang was connected to it. "Right in the middle there is a key to the lock I put on the door. I can never reach it, so could you get it for me? And please don't pull to hard, the spine is attached to my bones."

[member="RC-1047"]

 

[RC-0883]

Bunker tapped on his helmet, "The buy'ce comes standard with air filtration. You've got yourself some pretty fancy kit here. Did you make it all yourself?" He gently pulled the key and it loosened with a sickening shunk sound.
"And to answer your question, I was being transported to the Chancellor for debriefing. They put me in cryo-sleep because I was difficult to manage. I tried to kill my Jedi General. The hut'uun called my team a necessary casualty. Next thing I see is some chakaar probing my armor. Needless to say he is dead now."


[member="Dav Sett"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

"My body armor comes equipped with a toxin/gas filter as well as a 10 minute oxygen supply but ill talk with your friend if that what you want, as for you short stuff, just helping out with the family archives", She waited for the two to walk into the ship, heading fro the med-bay and the talked about deceased clone trooper before approaching the captain.

"If you want i can fill you in one some things about the galaxy, though I am not most knowledgeable about all event, though before that I might need to know when you were frozen, and what will you do once you get the ship up a running? are you going to become a mercenary of some sorts?"

That may have been a little to personal, but being thrown several hundred years into the future it was imperative to only cover the details he wanted, otherwise they would be here all day.

/ [member="RC-0883"] / [member="Dav Sett"] / [member="RC-1047"] /

 

[RC-1047]

"I dunno..I'm going to work on the ship..They use a metal that doesn't rust nor get's corrosive..So I'm going to work on it with the other Clone, My Armor comes with a sealed suit, It filter's out the air and gives me fresh Oxygen, So I don't have to refill it's oxygen every ten minutes.." RC-1047 said, He was glad he had this suit still.

"Sure, I also don't know what I'm going to do, I might join the Silver Order, Or become a Merc, I don't know, I might form a large crew of giant people" RC-1047 said with a chuckle

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="RC-0883"]

 

[Dav Sett]

"Some of it I made after it was installed, which was not my choice." Dav took the key and, without any kind of filtration, unlocked the door and went in. Pulling on his shirt again as he entered, he turned the lights on. A grim sight awaited them.

A dozen clones with no signs of death visible. "The gas was here after they died, so they died of something other than that. The gas itself is lethal over a period of 1 hour. Ah here it is." Dav pulled out a small box. "I wondered where this was. Anyway," He continued while tucking the box under his arm, "The death they had was, believe it or not, cause by drowning. I looked for any possible leak but I couldn't find any in the med-bay. I did find that the training room was flooded however. That means that they were moved here after death, which is not possible. See, the entire batch only had a dozen, I looked through the data pad that is on the captin."

[member="RC-1047"]
[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="RC-0883"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

"....................... you sure empathizes that ten minutes" Kurenai didn't really understand the necessity of it, were they now in some sort of armor competition she was unaware of? "Maybe you could fill me in on what makes the Venators armor so strong, from what i was told the hull was made from dursteel, then again I was but a child 'in human terms' when the war started and I didn't really get to delve into Republic tech". It seemed a bit strange the hull held up so well, considering other ships like imperal star destroyers that rusted away on Jakku and other craft from the more recent wars.

While waiting for [member="RC-1047"] to respond she walked back to her fighter, retrieving a data pad full of galactic information, most of the more recent thing like the formation of the Sith Empire would be common knowledge, but other facts may still elude the clone, especially things to do with the Galactic plague.

"Did you have any specific era you wanted to look at, the data may be a bit bias, as it is what my family has recorded over the years".

/ [member="Dav Sett"] / [member="RC-1047"] /

 

[RC-0883]

Bunker walked around the med-bay, collecting the i.d tallys from each body. He stopped at the furthest clone and removed the helmet. He stared into a blue, bloated face identical to his own. Using all of the medical knowlege Mij Gilmar had instilled in him he checked the body for any other wounds or trauma and found none. He stabbed an empty sharp into the chest of the deceased clone and was met with a spray of bloody water. Bunker repeated the process on each body. Surprisingly two of the bodies werent acually clones but some mongrel humanoids, he kept their tallys anyway. Bunker noticed they all had markings of the Iron Empire.

Satisfied with his make-shift autopsy Bunker made his way to the training room, maybe it could offer some answers. Dav "not Fett" Sett, close on his heels, began a violent cough.

"Rejoin the Captain ad'ika you've been in here far to long," he told the young junkrat. He came up to the doors leading into the training room. The durasteel doors had been forced open from the outside and water was trickling out of the opening. Bunker looked inside and found a calm body of water where the training ground once was. Emergency hazard lights flashin along the ceiling.

Bunker started up the private comlink,

"Captain, confirmed 12 dead. 10 clones, 2 mongrels. It looks like some kinda malfunction in the training room trapped them inside. But somebody must have busted through with a Ram-jack and pulled out 12 fully armored, water logged, adult infantry men. Has the Jedi said anything useful or should i introduce her to some of my homemade Thermal Plastoid."

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="Dav Sett"]
[member="RC-1047"]

 

[RC-1047]

"And I cannot tell you what armor that the Venator uses, It is unknown to all republic Officer's and such Non-Republic Outsiders" RC-1047, It would be impossible for anyone to know the Venator armor, that was left to the chancellor, He didn't want anyone to know so they couldn't build something that could defeat it, so no one in the world knew what armor the Venator uses.

"The Jedi isn't saying anything useful just trying to assume the armor of a Venator, But is failing to do so, Durasteel was only for military tower's and such, If it was used on ship's this ship wouldn't be hear anymore nor would it be efficient in combat." RC-1047 said in his Comms link.

[member="RC-0883"]
[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="Dav Sett"]

 

[RC-0883]

"Orders Captain?"