Ship Interlude - Starwind Homecoming

[Josh Dragovalor]

Hyperspace​

Reports had run rampant that on the desolate, out of the way world, Tatooine, moisture farmers had been disappearing left and right, only to turn up dead in the process. While Tatooine was not under the protection of the Silver Jedi, the Jedi, regardless of faction, were still responsible for the safety of the galaxy and it's people - and keeping the peace. Josh had volunteered for the mission, taking his Padawans [member="Dusaro Dresari"] and [member="Douglas Starwind"] with him. With the two having obtained their lightsabers, Josh knew that they would now be better able to aid him.

He also wanted Starwind here due to his knowledge of the planet. While Josh had been here for some time, during a troubling period of his life, he did not have the knowledge of the planet that Starwind did. Having been a moisture farmer himself, he hoped that perhaps Doug could provide great insight...

News had gotten around that a new member of the Silver Assembly had been chosen, a few days ago. Just this morning, that new member of the Assembly had been named - Jedi Master Josh DragonsFlame. The newest member of the Assembly would welcome his two Padawans, Starwind and Dresari onto The Final Dragon. The Jedi Master would turn his heel on the ramp and enter the Defender Class Light Corvette, waiting for the two Padawans to enter before the ramp would withdraw behind them and the doors would close. The two would notice though, that a new face was on board this time around. While Padawans Starwind and Dresari were used to Josh's R4 unit, R4-J6, poking it's head out from the cockpit and doing a good deal of the flying, they would not expect the appearance of an HK unit guarding the door...

Either way, Josh would signal to R4, and soon enough, they had left Voss and had punched into hyperspace, on their way to Tatooine...

Once they had shot into hyperspace, Josh would unclip the seatbelt attached to his seat and stand, stretching out before beginning to mix a drink.

"You two aren't nervous about your first real mission, are you?" Josh would remark, smirking in turn toward his Padawans. The dominion missions were different, of course. This would be the first time that the Padawans would be sent onto a full, proper mission, as only a small team. They had been on a crime ring break before, but it had merely been a test, and Josh had led the charge. The two had already been informed before they left that this would be different... This time, they would lead the mission.

 

[Douglas Starwind]

The Journey to Tatooine. Precursor to "Home"​

When Doug had heard about what was happening on his home planet... He was not pleased to put it lightly. It sent a shock into his mind greater than anything he had felt in a long time. Not even the nerves he felt on Charros IV compared to the horrors that began to linger in his mind. Moisture farmers disappearing... Winding up dead... His parents... It all spiraled around in his mind and it began to eat away at him. It turned out that he was the one tasked with finding out what was going on alongside Dusaro Dresari and his Master and local blonde giant... Good company... It was what he needed right about now.

Due to the fact that he was a resident of the giant sand ball, it seemed any sort of knowledge he had about the planet would be of great help. He hoped that he could be of assistance... He also hoped that his parents... Were okay.

When it was time to go, he stepped onto the Final Dragon, Josh's personal ship and their ride towards his home, alongside his fellow Padawan. Doug noticed the familiar R4 unit that helped pilot the ship as well as another unfamiliar droid that seemed to act as a sort of guard. He was not too familiar with the naming of units still, but he was working on it. Of course, the three got past without much issue and promptly got themselves seated as the Final Dragon left Voss and transitioned into hyperspace. Things... Were underway now.

Doug had been looking down at the floor, fiddling around with his hands. When they safely got into hyperspace, Doug also unclipped his seatbelt, but remained on this odd habit to attempt to calm himself down. His expression looked troubled and he seemed to be muttering incoherently. When Josh spoke to him and Dusaro in a casual manner, his head snapped up and he looked to the sides. "Huh? Oh... Master... I... Dunno if nervous is... Is the way I'd put it." He spoke shakily, a gloomy tone in his voice. He knew he needed to calm down, but... He wasn't sure if he could right now... Or at all. His mind was troubled. He had seen serene visions of Tatooine at times and now they were finally going back... But it wasn't under good conditions.

He sighed, awaiting anything that Dusaro or Josh might say to add onto this beginning conversation.

[member="Josh DragonsFlame"] [member="Dusaro Dresari"]

 

[Dusaro Dresari]

Enroute to Mission​

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Dusaro didn't mind taking missions where ever they came up. As long as he wasn't literally going into enemy territory he didn't mind and even then, he might still go into places like that any ways if the mission was urgent enough. This was one fairly urgent but it also held personal importance. Not to himself but to his fellow Padawan, Douglas. Even if Dusaro hadn't already been signed on he would have gone on this one with him. Dusaro was more worried about Doug then he was about the mission though.

He wasn't overly suprised when Josh had become a Council member. If anything it was more like 'as expected' really, to him at least. It just kind of made sense, like promoting a capable Sergeant to a Master Sergeant. Though maybe that was Dusaro's Mercenary sensibilities crossing with the 'Jedi' ones again, they did that often. As he had been discovering himself and his peers who had been a part of the Jedi order most of their lives did not seen even close to eye to eye. Way to worried about philosophy and had their heads way up in the skies, no wonder people had a tendancy to find some Jedi as stuck up. After having spent the majority of his life having to worry about making sure he had food on the table for himself and if he would survive his next mission, well... He really found them kind of, no, very stupid. There were far more important things to worry about besides the 'propery way to be a Jedi'. If you could start by just being a cosistantly good person and either kept yourself from getting more responsibility then you could handle, you were probably doing fine. They didn't like it when he pointed that out.

Dus just let out a light yawn and a stretch as they headed on into 'The Final Dragon'. It wasn't a bad ship, at this point it was even a bit familiar. It was just that his ship was 'his ship', it was a spacer thing. He didn't feel quite right at night if he didn't see that familiar durasteel, gunmetal grey ceiling over his head. Dusaro raised a brow at the HK unit before making a 'oh' expression. To help keep the kid safe if he had to guess, at least that is what Dusaro figured any ways. Having extra protection never hurt and it seemed to look like a fairly capable guard droid.

Dusaro looked over to his obviously 'not quite right' fellow padawan. Nervous as all get out, the only thing he was missing was stuttering. Well, he didn't really blame him. Making a grin he patted Doug on the back with a rough 'slap' at his back, nothing that would actually hurt just something to get his mind off of what ever he was thinking. "Hah, as if i could be nervous. I have been on to many missions as a Merc-Man to get let my worries get to me. After you dodge the first few thousand bullets and survived a couple twenty, the next few thousands don't get to you much!" Dusaro said with a boisterious grin, giving Doug's back a more friendly thump this time. "Don't worry to much about it. It won't be okay so i won't say it will, but it will pass, that i can say." Well, that is how Dusaro had resolved himself to look at these things. It won't be okay, but it will pass and they could only make the best out of it in passing. Though he also understood that where they were going, with it being Doug's home planet and where his family was, it would worry him no matter what. He did hope he helped at least some though.

[member="Douglas Starwind"] [member="Josh DragonsFlame"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

Doug was nervous. He did not hide that at all. This was to be expected, of course... He was going back to his homeworld for the first time in almost four years. And this talk of moisture farmers disappearing and then turning up dead... He wasn't surprised at all that Doug was going to be feeling the heat from that. Josh had lost family, over and over again... He knew the feeling all too well, and he hoped, deep down, that Doug would not have to suffer the same pain that he had. It would be a shame if he had, and Josh would do his best to help him, but... It'd be better if he didn't have to suffer. Especially this early on. Mental instability wasn't good for a Jedi.

He knew that personally.

"If you've got worries, feel free to express them" Josh would remark as he would pour himself an alcoholic beverage, motioning toward the drinks to see if the others wanted any. "It's not like we're going to make fun of you or anything."

[member="Dusaro Dresari"] [member="Douglas Starwind"]

 

[Douglas Starwind]

It was clear that Doug could not hide his feelings or try and escape them... He wasn't always the best at explaining how he felt, but it was clear in his mind what was going on. Fear of loss. It was a feeling he had known before, but had not quite felt this strongly in many years. Such strong feelings worried the young man Padawan, but he wasn't sure if he could simply... Drop such feelings. Not yet anyways. Maybe if he talked about it, it could at least let off some of the stress.

While Doug was musing over his thoughts, he listened to Dusaro and Josh speak to him. What Dusaro said did make sense to him. There was uncertainty to what was happening, but no matter what happens, it likely would pass him by... He then got a friendly pat on the back, when made Doug reel forward slightly. He looked back at Dusaro and then towards Josh. "... You're right, you two. Everything about this has just taken me... A bit by surprise... I'm scared... Really, really scared. I... I just... I don't know..." He began to explain in an almost stammering manner, his hands resting on his head and grabbing onto some of some of the red curls of hair on his head. It was hard to collect his thoughts in a clear manner.

He began to take a few deep breaths. This was helping... At least a little bit. Would it be enough, though? He slowly let go of his hair and his arms then rested on his legs. He had gone quiet again, but he did seem a bit more at ease. At least for now. He was almost waiting for someone to say something again at this point.

[member="Josh DragonsFlame"] [member="Dusaro Dresari"]