Well! A great many soldiers coming to attack a gaggle of teenagers strolling through jungles was quite the unexpected predicament.
James Cerensp 's notice sounded over the shared comms of all the Troublesomes, as Fred, Taru, Reyn (secretly) and RhaeRhae gallantly met the opposing force. Adara stopped moving toward the Sith tomb ruins and scoffed, through the comms.
“Whomever heard of a child being punished for their parents’ crimes? My goody gooses, how ghastly of them!” Having heard the DIA’s proclamation on the shared comm, Adara stamped her indecently miffed foot on the soft ground with a slight ruffling of grass. “And on the day we… we… we decided to rebel via…. sightseeing!”
Holo-cam firmly clutched in hand, Adara stopped taking snapshots of the Dxun landscape and several selfies of Brigh, Tuuli and Brigh, and Tuuli and her, and a bit more of Tuuli when he wasn’t looking, oh and that tree over there which looked particularly like… wait…
….
“They want BRIGH!?” The holo-cam lolled on its’ wrist strap, bashing lightly against Adara’s chersilk and armourweave dress.
“It is indeed of ruddy concern! Do you really think landing a hundred plus soldiers on a Silver Jedi controlled planet and telling an underaged teenaged girl to get on your shuttle is going to make the rest of us do anything other than yell Stranger Danger, and tell you to skiff off?!” Emboldened by the fact that as of yet they didn’t seem like they were about to be killed completely to ash (and besides, the sudden appearances of people who didn’t immediately excise Adara’s head from her neck were most welcome indeed), “Did you think you could intimidate us? Well, I do say, you cannot intimidate us any more than our parents, and by Nussyn, you will NOT be taking my bestie best friend cousin with you, I don’t care who you think you intimidate! So there!”
Mayhaps Adara ought not to have then blown raspberries before taking Brigh and Tuuli’s hands. The Militibus ex Infernis fanned out around the trio, ready to defend with growling intensity.
And then…. Uncle Sloobieboo arrived.
“Oh featherless gooses, but Uncle Sloobie, we’d run away and everything and… ooohhhh…. fine!” The danger around them buzzed in Adara’s head, wild machinations threading around the Dark Force Child as she rushed to the Tomb of Freedon Naas. Sure, it had been previously excavated, but one did not take the best sort of holo-cam pictures of trees and bushes in a public park. Even though the artifacts inside were long gone by now, the energy about the place still filled the Dark child with enough energy to run past her natural pitiful endurance.
“Doors! The doors, Brigh! Tuuli, we can… ooooh yes, this is a lovely place to make a stand, don’t you think?” Blue eyes flashed black and red, pale skin nigh white as fine parchment. As Adara touched the doors of the structure, her fingers trembled.
Energy…. this was far more than a simple teenaged selfie-spot.
“Briiiigh? Remember that yell your mother taught us? Think it might come in handy?” How thrilling! Their little rebellious jaunt became a grand adventure!
Also somewhere, Adara felt RhaeRhae get annoyed… oh, did Fredgred finally give Amma the wink of potential awkward dates? Eeee she was missing everything!
“Actually Stabby, I think you brought just the right amount of gum.” Adara flicked to Stabitha’s line, with a nigh joyful smile.
Tuuli Miles
Tabitha Solus
Brigh Solus Skirae
Skorvek
Vulpesen
R
Reyn Australis
Riamah
Taru Cadera
Fred Gred
Rhaegar Dib II
Zaiden Dean
James Cerensp