The Forgotten One
It was a bit awkward that everyone was walking in the opposite direction than he was, while trying to make his way back to the nearest star-port. Then just before she spoke he caught sight of his master Kiyala. She ordered him to tag along, which caused him to exhale sharply because Acrturus was honestly trying toleave before this place turned into a real war zone. Before he could protest she was off in an acrobatic display that likely would put him to shame.
Bracing himself he broke into a sprint then using the force propelled himself to a rooftop, for some time he was able to stay right behind her. Then his lungs again began to feel the physical taxation. The last jump he did not make, his arms barely clasping the top of the roof and his body smashing into the side. It took every inch of his being to pull himself up, and after he did Arcturus fell to one knee coughing up some dark yellow looking mucus. His gaze landed on his master, and he was less than pleased. "Look..." He gasped. "I'm not staying, I'm not going to die.. on this kriffing planet..." Trying to catch his breath his voice barely came out. "This isn't going to go down like you think it is. I may be an apprentice, But I was once an army officer. No capital ships are coming, no interstellar orbital bombardments, no heavy tactical bombers, no long range cruise missiles. This war for Valen is going to waged hand-to-hand, blaster to blaster. It will take tens of millions soldiers to take the planet, and those soldiers will be standing over the tens of millions who died trying to stop it."
@[member="Kiyala Demont"]
Bracing himself he broke into a sprint then using the force propelled himself to a rooftop, for some time he was able to stay right behind her. Then his lungs again began to feel the physical taxation. The last jump he did not make, his arms barely clasping the top of the roof and his body smashing into the side. It took every inch of his being to pull himself up, and after he did Arcturus fell to one knee coughing up some dark yellow looking mucus. His gaze landed on his master, and he was less than pleased. "Look..." He gasped. "I'm not staying, I'm not going to die.. on this kriffing planet..." Trying to catch his breath his voice barely came out. "This isn't going to go down like you think it is. I may be an apprentice, But I was once an army officer. No capital ships are coming, no interstellar orbital bombardments, no heavy tactical bombers, no long range cruise missiles. This war for Valen is going to waged hand-to-hand, blaster to blaster. It will take tens of millions soldiers to take the planet, and those soldiers will be standing over the tens of millions who died trying to stop it."
@[member="Kiyala Demont"]