Private On the Beach

[Detritus Ren]

Despite the enduring struggle against the likes of the Sith, against the likes of trying to free his home, and most of all remaining true to his duties as an Imperial Knight. But given the circumstances of his origins. Jin felt as if there was much more to life, and so many things to learn. So many things he had wished to do and see. In between battles and before the great siege that would end the war, or at least he had hoped there would be an end. Was to travel across the galaxy, exploring other based Force religions, or creeds. Even to study ancient history was a fascination to him.

Here he was on the planet of Dremulae, on a sort of vacation as one would call it. While it was renowned for the luxurious resorts, and the stunning beaches that were said to have been there. There was something more to the world, as it had been given it's reputation more widespread since the reemergence of civilized life in the galaxy. While he had seen and read much of the stories that came centuries before the Four Hundred-Year Darkness. There was still so much that Jin had thought of as a myth only. Even despite knowing about much of the past, gaining evidence that it was all history. He was skeptical at how life managed to survive the darkness. It had all but seemed that there was still much unknown of that dark time. More obscure then what happened before that, and all they had to go one was few recovered texts, landmarks, tombs, and places of greatness and power.

He had arrived on the same transport as Mi'la Undari with whom he had learned on the greeting and small talk was a Jedi, not just any Jedi as she described but one that searched for secrets and mysteries of the past, that even to this day they did not know. Her latest quest was more into the secrets and forgotten histories of the Four Hundred Year Darkness. Throughout the trip, she was all the more eager to recount a basic story of what happened, and how it played a major roll in coming into today's galaxy. All the more she was excited just to even talk about it, sensing it through the Force.

Now they had stepped off the transport, where several droids had directed them to various activities. One of which the Imperial Knight's companion had led him to. "So you are saying that this planet had a significant connection to the Four Hundred year darkness?" He asked his new traveling companion, as they walked down a path that from what was only shown as a tour of it's history in recent years opening up to the public.

 

[Mi'la Undari]

Mi'la was looking forward to this little trip, knowing it would be a much needed break from her typical adventures into tombs and rather unpleasant places. She probably should have stopped introducing herself as a jedi, but it seemed to make people much more open to talking with her. The small transport she was booked on packed alot more than she was expecting, but what she was really drawn to was the prospect of wreckage from the Four Hundred Year Darkness; something almost no one had any information about. To say she was giddy about getting ahold of lost history was putting it mildly.

As the shuttle landed and the rest of the tourists followed their droid guides, Mi'la had other ideas about how to investigate this beach. The area was littered with rusted metal and the wrecks of ships that stretched into the horizon. The water seemed tainted with the stain of centuries old hyperspace fuel, something that the droids were insistent that the guests not touch it. Stepping on the sand, it seemed to be tainted by the scars of the war, rather than fine grained sand, it felt like stepping on a patch of oatmeal; probably a result of the fuel and water making a mess of the environment. Though it did very little to mess with Mi'la's spirits. Being away from the tourists traps, she would try her hand at giving an explanation of what the pair were looking at, though she only hoped that Detritus Ren would be okay with her rather amateur approach to a history lesson. "Yep, that's what I'm thinking here. I mean look at all this. All these ships in one place? It can't just be a coincidence." She explained, picking up a piece of rusted metal out of the sands and looked at it intently. "They only opened this place up recently because they found the water had stopped becoming a safety hazard. They had to put this whole containment field around the waters to keep it from spreading." Pausing, she looked back to the young man, offering him the piece, as she found little to no information within it. "They say they can't pull datalogs from the ships due to the water damage, the logs are so fethed up that we can't process things anything that they can pull off. Talk about a tragedy." Feeling a bit awkward, Mi'la rolled her shoulders, looking to the large ship wrecks in the distance, curious as to what models those might have been, or how large they might really be.
Detritus Ren

 

[Detritus Ren]

The Imperial Knight followed the talkative and excited Twi'lek, in his travels he knew that this was not exactly how he thought his day was going to go. Yet he found that being in the presence of such a woman might be fun. He never hax such experience beyond the borders of the New Order, and beyond the confines of his home. Yet now here he was wandering the beach of this world with a Twi'lek who seemed fascinated with history, some would say perhaps a little too fascinated with it all. The surroundings on the beach spoke for itself, while they had seen beautiful sights, what they saw right in ront of them spoke of archaic ruin. While Jin had studied little of what happened before the galaxy's slow reemergence. He had to admit that there were things that were far beyond his own comprehension.

Walking through to the displaced outskirts of what looked to be a ship graveyard, the enviroment around them wasn't the picturesque looking landscape, but looked nothing more then barren land. All the while Jin remained silent. As if to sudy the mysteries surroundhing him. The mysteries that spoke of a brutal time that had come before they had. A time where it was nothing but apocalyptic means of death and destruction. The stories that he did read when the Gulag Plague took place. It made the Republic Dark Age seem comfortable compared to the outbreaks, the death, the loss of communication as each world went into madness, and ruin. When his companon spoke of the ships. Jin finally spoke up to her.

"So what would we find here. It seems like it's nothing more than a cemetary for a time long forgotten. Nothing but ruins and death that surrounds us. I doubt there would be anything valuable here. Even if there was how do we know the authoritates haven't picked it clean?" He asked with skepticism in his tone. There was no telling what they would ind, and even if there was a chance. He was afraid that many others had seemed to have taken everything, even with such a case. He didn't mind the company.

Mi'la Undari

 

[Mi'la Undari]

Looking to her reluctant student for the day, Mi'la smiled and moved toward the man, gesturing the the mess of wreckage and slag that littered the area before them. "Well, that's the thing. There's all sorts of things we can find here! The ocean pulls and pushes new items onto the shore all the time, and I highly doubt the stuffy authorities here have checked over everything!" She knew how government types worked, they hardly care for historical value in objects, rather looking for profit margins they could throw themselves at for tourism; after all, income looked better for voters than historical claims. Moving towards one of the more intact cockpits of what might have been a freighter, Mi'la gestured inside, the confines had lone since been ruined by salt water and the elements, but various trinkets from a by gone era remained.

There was a secret to her madness as well, though she doubted her companion knew of it. Looking back to the young man, the Twi'lek was giddy in excitement as she spoke the next few words. "I have this plan you see, to collect up old debris, and then to take it to force users who can access it. Pyschometry, you've heard of such things right?" She inquired, before continuing on her explanation. "Basically, if we get some treasures from here, we can pry info from them later. Finish the story, understand what happened though the small tidbits we uncover." She was almost entirely sure that the authorities hadn't done what she was about to do; after all, how many of them knew about pyschometry? Not many. Turning to her new friend on this adventure once more, Mi'la gave an energetic nod in his direction. "So, does that explain the method to my madness? Ready to pick this place clean?" She hoped she didn't sound too crazy to the man, sometimes her passion got in the way of what she wanted to say at times.

Detritus Ren