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Meeting the Student (Dalton)

Zavzen sighed as he reclined in his chair aboard his ship as it slowly lowered itself through the lower atmosphere of the pirate ran, rainforest planet Tortuga. A while back Zavzen had helped a group gain loose control over the planet a while back and had used it as a base of operations since, whenever he wished to not reveal the location of his home on Naboo.

Groaning as he did so, the pale Zabrak forced himself to his feet as a 30 centimetre tall, translucent image of a woman appeared in front of him with a faint sound of static. "Sir, we have landed. I am currently paying all tolls for you and the Mr. Dalton." Zavzen smiled at the image of his AI before turning to scoop up his swords from where they rested against the back of his chair.

His current outfit consisted of black, silk tunic that hung open, exposing his torso and the numerous scars on his chest, and a matching pair of trousers. Tied around his his waist was a red sash that hung down to the floor from his back from where it was tied off. Attached to the sash were two wooden sheaths containing the swords he had just picked up while hidden within the sash was a simple vibroknife. A holster containing a blaster pistol was tied to his right thigh while three, metal poles attached to each other by a chain were tied above the holster. Two lightsaber hilts, one wooden the other metallic, were clipped to a small belt that was tied around Zavzen's left thigh.

"Thank you for that HAELI." His voice was rough from disuse over the past few days. "Please place the Eternal on lockdown as soon as I leave and transfer the majority of your processing power to the Tavern, as per usual." The image of HAELI smiled gently before bowing and flickered out of view.

Turning, Zaven strode out of the cockpit and down the ramp into the humid atmosphere of Tortuga. Walking through the primitive looking town that boarded the docks, Zavzen's eyes kept flickering around, taking in as many sights as he could so as to spot any bounty hunters that would target him.

A few minutes later Zavzen slipped into a wooden tavern with the name, Red Beard's Tavern, set into a large wooden plank above the door, the place he had told Dalton to meet him. Ignoring the rowdy, loud, drunken crowd he headed over to the bar where a human female stood. Leaning over the bar, the Zabrak whispered into the female's ear before passing over a datapad which had one file on it, a picture of the man he was going to meet. He then headed towards the back of the room and up a hidden staircase that lead to the VIP section.

Entering a room a few seconds later, Zavzen stopped and scanned the room. A round wooden desk sat in the middle of the room while a small bar was set against the left wall. Directly in front of him a large, floor to ceiling, wall to wall window looked out over the pirate town. The Zabrak strode over to the bar and poured himself a drink before he settled himself into a chair to wait.


[member="Dalton"]

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As Dalton stepped out of ship onto Tortuga, he threw up his hood and checked his map to find this "Red Beard's Tavern". After walking around for a bit,he had finally found the Tavern.He walked in and headed to the bar and asked the woman, "Have you seen a Zabrak of the name, Zavzen Sae'ryx?" She double checked the datapad to confirm that he was Dalton and said,"Yes,he is waiting for you up the stairs." Dalton smirks and acknowledges her assistance.He heads over to the back of the room and walks up the hidden stairs into the VIP room."Hey,im guessing youre Zavzen?" as Dalton sits down and extends his hand for a handshake.

[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"]
 
Zavzen looked up as a human dressed in a white cloak entered his room. He couldn't help but raise a brow at the lack of knocking but put it aside so as to direct his attention towards observing the male. He was tall and slim but the Zabrak caught the way the man's body seemed to coil as he moved, showing that he had some training in combat but the lack of instinctive observation of the room showed that whatever experience the man had in combat, it was definitely mainly training and not much out in the world.

"Mr Dalton, I presume?" Zavzen's tone was clipped as he reached out to shake the offered hand, placing his drink to the side as he did so. "I would offer you a seat, but you seem to have already taken one." He smirked as he said this.

He pushed himself to his feet and made his way over to the bar. "My first question for you, before I accept you as a student, is thus: What is your view on the Force? Both light and dark." Reaching the bar he twisted his body to look at the seated man. "Drink? Water? Something stronger?"

[member="Dalton"]
 
Dalton replied,"There is no dark side or light side.There is only the force.It only matters how you use the force." "And ill take a Corellian Whiskey please if you have any."


[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"]
 
Zavzen smiled at Dalton's answer. He refrained from speaking, though, until he had finishing pouring the drink, had reseated and had slid Dalton's whiskey towards him. "A good answer, one I also believe." He raised his glass in a quick toast before swallowing a mouthful.

Clearing his throat, Zavzen placed the glass on the table. "Now, to business. I am willing to take you on as a student, but I would like to know a bit more about your past, if your willing, before I start to draw up lesson plans. Is this acceptable? Of course, if information is given its only fair that I, too, reveal some of my past." With his peace said, Zavzen leant back in his chair, sipping at his drink while he waited for Dalton's reply.


[member="Dalton"]
 
Dalton whiskey in his hand and sipping it said,"I used to be a padawan to a Jedi named Bonat,he took me in when my parents were killed on Dantooine.They were killed by members of the sith because my father was a retired Jedi.Bonat was a good guy but was restricted by the Jedi Code.We trained in really basic things and it was the time of my life before I broke the code.I fell in love with a girl named Leslie.I would give anything for her.." Dalton paused and looked down. "Bonat manipulated her into leaving me and the planet.I was so boosted by passion and anger, I beat him up surprisingly.I could have killed him but I let him live and I ran away.I bought a small ship and looked for her.I spent a year or two looking for her.That ship became my home.I dealt with petty thugs and the harsh nature of many worlds but it was all for nothing about 3 years in,I found her.." Dalton began to almost tear up, "I found her dead, I traced down her killer to a smuggler named Murof Yin.I killed him and found myself lost.I just traveled from planet to planet trying to forget about my past.Then I found you..Well you found me." Dalton looked up and finished his Whiskey.

[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"]
 
[member="Dalton"]

Zavzen kept silent throughout Dalton's speech, when he finished Zavzen let out a heavy sigh and reached across the table to pat Dalton's arm, a sad smile on his face. "I'm sorry for your loss." Sighing again the Zabrak threw the rest of his drink into the back of his throat before speaking.

"I was born on Nar Shaddaa to two loving parents and for my early years I had a good life. Then my father got into trouble with a local Hutt and we all ended up in slavery. To keep an extremely long story short, my mother and father became Gladiators for the Hutt, mother died, I became a Gladiator. Then a few years later my father lead an uprising against the Hutt and failed. He was publicly killed as a message to all us slaves, I lost control over my grip on the Force and tapped into the Dark Side and brought the roof down on the Hutt before stealing a ship and fleeing. That ship, actually." Here Zavzen gestured towards the window, pointing to where the ship he had arrived planet side with, The Eternal Saviour, sat. A smirk was on his face as he said: "And lets say that I was so grateful towards the smuggler that left the ship open, that I kept it."

He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "I wandered around for a few years, learning more control over the Force from an ancient writings, Je'daii writings. I settled on Ession after a while, where I helped it's government reform after its civil war. A few years later I left and I've been wandering ever since, this time with a group of wanders. That's it really, without me going into too much detail."
 

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