Private Predator in the Snow

[Jack Wright]

(Tag: Kai'lyn )

And without effort, Jack helped the boy rise up onto his feet, almost looking adorable the way the robes clearly didn't fit over. With a small smile, he squeezed the dirtied hand, nodding gently with reassurance.

"You're safe."

With that promise, he would guide young Kai'lyn onto the boarding ramp of the shuttle, eager to get into the warmth. The ship's hull somewhat confined, but welcoming, as Jack quickly closed the ramp to get that infernal cold out. Helping him settle down on a seat, Jack adjusted the protective robes and wrinkled his nose, realizing how desperately his new friend will need the refresher, soon. And a sonic shower.

A long one. But right now, back to Coruscant!

"Ever sat in a co-pilot's chair, young one?"

 

[Kai'lyn]

TAGS: Jack Wright

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Kai'lyn followed him aboard, releasing a slow breath as the warmth of the vessel wrapped around him. The contrast was almost overwhelming, his body struggling to register the sudden shift from biting cold to comfort. His fingers felt stiff, almost numb, and the same dull ache settled in the tip of his nose, his cheeks, and the ends of his head-tendrils.

He flexed his fingers absently, trying to coax feeling back into them as his gaze drifted across the interior. This wasn't where he usually ended up on ships.

Tilting his head slightly, he regarded Jack with curiosity. "I... don't think so."

Normally, he found himself crammed into cargo holds, tucked away in tight corners, or sneaking through crew quarters when no one was looking. The bridge, the cockpit, places where people actually belonged on a ship...those were foreign to him. This felt different. Too open. Too unfamiliar.

His fingers curled into the fabric of the cloak, holding onto its warmth as he took it all in.

 

[Jack Wright]

(Tag: Kai'lyn )

Jack grinned wide, patting Kai'lyn's back. "Come on." The walk between the hold and the cockpit a short one.

Making sure the boy was strapped with care, Jack took his own chair and started up the engines, eager to depart from Mygeeto's frosty atmosphere... The snow was nice, though.

The view parted from Muun structures to Mygeeto skies, and very shortly, the stars themselves. Liberating a young slave from his shackles and into the warm arms of the Light.

One step at a time.

THREAD END.​