Private Missing for a Mistake

[Kyra Perl]

Kyra followed after her, relieved, for once, to not have to take charge and lead on her own. It was exhausting to be your own hero. There was a lot of comfort in not having to confront this wretched place all on her own.

She had gotten quite good at masking her force signature as of late, but the concept that she could mask it while still utilize it was a balance she had never tried. She walked with tense, tight steps alongside Kaia, probing ever so tentatively for the faint trace of the energy that made up her father as they approached.

Even if he kept himself suppressed, he wasn't only light. He was essence. He was him. That was not something you could mask. The realization gave her direction, a pull starting to form in her gut. "This way," she murmured, directing Kaia to the left as they came about the dilapidated town.

"He's hurt." She had no clue how she knew it, but she did. In her gut and in her bones, she could feel him. And he was in pain. "Kaia, do you have a tracker in his arm?"

 

[Kaia Starchaser]

Kaia was a bit of a tracker, her brother was better, but she knew what she was doing here. She was looking for the light in the darkness. She was looking for their father. Whispering to her droid she nodded, and then Drifter went forward and above, matching the local skyline, keeping an eye on the pair of them. Kaia was more than ready for a fight, but she was going to do her best to avoid it as long as she could.

“Right behind you.” She tapped her wrist-top datapad as Drifter moved closer, keeping an eye on them. He was scanning for life forms and was finding a few in the direction they were traveling. That was a good sign, it seemed that Kyra did have a number of the Starchaser tools in her belt already. Good. She wold need them in this galaxy.

“Chip? No.” She looked to Kyra, and could feel her father. “But I feel him. Get your lightaber ready.” She already had hers in her hand and was falling into the Force. She sent a blast of gravity amplifying power at the door crushing it, a typical Kaia power as she ignited the purple blade.

Drifter was already running for the ship.

Kyra Perl

 

[Kyra Perl]

Kyra pulled out her saber, her twisted with dread as she crept into the front door of the shambled shack before her. Dad she wanted to call out, aching to bridge the gap in the force and connect with the presence she sensed on a primal level.

She didn't. It was too risky.

The space was war torn-- dark and deserted. The blue hue of her saber remained unlit but in her hand, only to be drain if necessary. She could do nothing about the force signature the specially imbued weapon had, but she would not make it worse.

"In there," she whispered, pointed to a barricaded room. "On the count of three." She reached out, fingers wrapping alongside the debris clogging the way.

Kaia Starchaser

 

[Kaia Starchaser]

Kaia was doing her best to feel calm, but on this world? This world was dark, it was flavored with darkness and she couldn’t do anything to find the light. She was hoping her father was better at it than she was. He was a well of Ashla, of the Light. She could make herself a beacon in the depths of space, but here? No. And she was able to feel the Force in her sister was hoping beyond hope that they were fine here.

The dark haired Mirialan was hopeful, and she was following Kyra. Nodding to the droid that was following her she smiled, her whip on her hip, and her purple blade’s hilt in her hand. She saw her sister and kept on her back.

“On three. One… two… three.” She said as she let the Force flow from her, her own signature radiating away, letting her father feel it, letting anyone around them feel it. She pushed the barricade with the Force, in a wave. “Call to him.” She ordered to Kyra Perl . She was whispering. They needed to get him out of here.

 

[Kyra Perl]

The force pulsed out around them, yanking the debris and granting them entry. Call out to him, Kaia ordered. She did, no longer concealing her spirit as reached out for him.

Dad?

She gestured Kaia in.

 

[Kaia Starchaser]

Without her whip she was going to have to rely on the Force to bring any damage or delaying tactics to whatever could be outside her range, but the Wayfinder was doing her best to stalk through and find their father, but also to parse out what else was lying in wait. She wasn’t using Kyra as bait, but she was working to find what was going on. And through that she was feeling the echoes in the Force, something that needed her attention. She knew her father was around, but the threat of this world? Kaia was keeping an eye on it for her father and sister’s sake.

As Kyra open the door, Kaia ignited her own saber and stepped in. She could feel her father, he was there, but he was focused, using the Force to move some more rubble, there was there father, in a self-healing trance.

“We need to get him out of here.” She said to her sister, getting down to Coren’s side.

Kyra Perl