"Lord Carnis--"
"I keep tellin' ya, drop the whole 'Lord' schtick! It took you two seconds to start calling me Carnis, but THAT'S what you're stuck on?"
Carnis and Yurik walked down the halls of the ship. It didn't look like anything belonging to the Jedi or Sith, but there was something here, some kind of echo in the Force perhaps? Whatever it was, Carnis wasn't alone in his thoughts. Yurik could tell something was amiss too, despite not being Force Sensitive.
"As I was saying..." The Officer continued, idly scrolling through a datapad. "My scanners aren't picking up any anomalies."
"See? What'd I tell ya? Clean as a whistle~" Carnis smirked back at his old childhood friend, even wolf-whistling and wiggling his eyebrows to accentuate just how so-totally-not-in-danger they were. Yurik simply rolled his eyes, having gotten used to it by now.
"I still don't see why I had to be the one to come along. I had important data entry to do, and Mala or Val would be much more efficient at--"
"And that's exactly it! Remember when the two of us used to spend all day having fun?"
"I remember YOU having fun and ME having to bail you out every time the things you thought were fun landed you in trouble."
"See? You DO remember! Which is exactly why we're here! We never, like, DO stuff anymore, just us. You're either tappin' away on that thing, or there's someone else here too."
Yurik's face flushed a bit, but he brushed it off. "If you want to talk to me, you know you can just do it." He said, immediately regretting it when Carnis turned right around to face him, a big smile on his face.
"...Not about THAT." He finished, and Carnis's smile turned into a pout.
"C'mooon, just a LITTLE hint?"
"I am not discussing my relationship with you."
"But you looked so good after we got you ready for your date! Did it go okay? Are you gonna see him again?"
"Of course I am. It wasn't a date, it was me having dinner alone with my husband, whom I hadn't seen after months of him being deployed across the Galaxy. I don't see why you have to pry into every minute detail of everyone's personal lives."
Normally an Imperial Officer speaking this way to a Sith would result in their immediate execution, but Carnis and Yurik knew each other from when they were kids, so the barrier between superior and subordinate was virtually nonexistent between them.
"Hey, I'm not prying! You wanna keep it a secret, and as your friend, I respect that." Carnis said, and Yurik squinted at him, but didn't call him out for lying. The two continued to walk in silence...for about 8 seconds before a smirk crept back onto Carnis's lips.
"...I'm just saying, you came back PRETTY late last night, and I--"
"OH, CAN WE NOT?!"
Carnis laughed at his reaction as the two made it to the bridge, finding some type of black and white triangular prism.
"It definitely looks like a Sith Artifact of some kind. Pretty obvious what we should do."
"Contact command so they can secure and study it to further the goals of the Empire?"
"Pfffft, hell no! Pick it up and see what it does!" Carnis, despite Yurik's protests, grabbed the artifact. This was DEFINITELY what had been calling to Carnis since they got there. Reaching out with the Force, Carnis attempted to unlock the secrets of it, and the white markings had a red glow flow up from the bottom, stopping right at the halfway point no matter how much Dark Side energy Carnis put into it.
"Why won't it go the rest of the way? Dumb thing!" Carnis huffed, and Yurik looked at his datapad.
"I'm finding no record of a device like this even working. However, looking at the shape, it appears to derive its appearance from old Jedi and Sith holocrons. Seeing as how you can only put your energy into half of it..."
"We need a Jedi."
"Most likely, yes."
"Well, Misu's the only Jedi I know of, at least by name, and she's not exactly gonna be in much of a rush to help us. I mean, you remember what happened last time."
"You mean when she stabbed you in the leg and you screamed obscenities at her as she walked away until I came to get you?"
"Yeah, that! So we're gonna need us another Jedi!"
The ship suddenly rocked back and forth, noise coming from the airlock. Carnis ran to the end of the hall, not reaching for his weapons yet, but Yurik stayed around the corner, using it as cover and clutching his standard-issue blaster pistol that most Imperial Officers carried.
"Looks like we're being boarded!"
"Yes, but by whom?"
"Don't say 'whom,' it makes you sound like a nerd."
"It makes me sound eloquent."
"To who?"
"Whom."
"Oh, shut up!"
The door opened, and while Carnis could not yet see who was inside, he made sure his guard was up in case these were the 'shoot first, ask questions later' types that normally boarded ships like this. Pirates, most likely.
"If it's a Jedi, you owe me fifty credits." Carnis whispered subtly to Yurik before taking a couple steps down the hall towards the airlock to try and see who was on the other side.
"Hey there! Sorry to say, but we already looted this baby. Nothin much, 'cept this doohickey." He tossed the holocron up and down in one hand with absolutely zero regard for what would happen if he dropped it. "If you wanna salvage the ship, it's yours, we're just gonna wait for our ride back if ya don't mind, and if ya do...well, too bad, cuz I've already done my daily space-walk. Really good for the glutes!"
"I keep tellin' ya, drop the whole 'Lord' schtick! It took you two seconds to start calling me Carnis, but THAT'S what you're stuck on?"
Carnis and Yurik walked down the halls of the ship. It didn't look like anything belonging to the Jedi or Sith, but there was something here, some kind of echo in the Force perhaps? Whatever it was, Carnis wasn't alone in his thoughts. Yurik could tell something was amiss too, despite not being Force Sensitive.
"As I was saying..." The Officer continued, idly scrolling through a datapad. "My scanners aren't picking up any anomalies."
"See? What'd I tell ya? Clean as a whistle~" Carnis smirked back at his old childhood friend, even wolf-whistling and wiggling his eyebrows to accentuate just how so-totally-not-in-danger they were. Yurik simply rolled his eyes, having gotten used to it by now.
"I still don't see why I had to be the one to come along. I had important data entry to do, and Mala or Val would be much more efficient at--"
"And that's exactly it! Remember when the two of us used to spend all day having fun?"
"I remember YOU having fun and ME having to bail you out every time the things you thought were fun landed you in trouble."
"See? You DO remember! Which is exactly why we're here! We never, like, DO stuff anymore, just us. You're either tappin' away on that thing, or there's someone else here too."
Yurik's face flushed a bit, but he brushed it off. "If you want to talk to me, you know you can just do it." He said, immediately regretting it when Carnis turned right around to face him, a big smile on his face.
"...Not about THAT." He finished, and Carnis's smile turned into a pout.
"C'mooon, just a LITTLE hint?"
"I am not discussing my relationship with you."
"But you looked so good after we got you ready for your date! Did it go okay? Are you gonna see him again?"
"Of course I am. It wasn't a date, it was me having dinner alone with my husband, whom I hadn't seen after months of him being deployed across the Galaxy. I don't see why you have to pry into every minute detail of everyone's personal lives."
Normally an Imperial Officer speaking this way to a Sith would result in their immediate execution, but Carnis and Yurik knew each other from when they were kids, so the barrier between superior and subordinate was virtually nonexistent between them.
"Hey, I'm not prying! You wanna keep it a secret, and as your friend, I respect that." Carnis said, and Yurik squinted at him, but didn't call him out for lying. The two continued to walk in silence...for about 8 seconds before a smirk crept back onto Carnis's lips.
"...I'm just saying, you came back PRETTY late last night, and I--"
"OH, CAN WE NOT?!"
Carnis laughed at his reaction as the two made it to the bridge, finding some type of black and white triangular prism.
"It definitely looks like a Sith Artifact of some kind. Pretty obvious what we should do."
"Contact command so they can secure and study it to further the goals of the Empire?"
"Pfffft, hell no! Pick it up and see what it does!" Carnis, despite Yurik's protests, grabbed the artifact. This was DEFINITELY what had been calling to Carnis since they got there. Reaching out with the Force, Carnis attempted to unlock the secrets of it, and the white markings had a red glow flow up from the bottom, stopping right at the halfway point no matter how much Dark Side energy Carnis put into it.
"Why won't it go the rest of the way? Dumb thing!" Carnis huffed, and Yurik looked at his datapad.
"I'm finding no record of a device like this even working. However, looking at the shape, it appears to derive its appearance from old Jedi and Sith holocrons. Seeing as how you can only put your energy into half of it..."
"We need a Jedi."
"Most likely, yes."
"Well, Misu's the only Jedi I know of, at least by name, and she's not exactly gonna be in much of a rush to help us. I mean, you remember what happened last time."
"You mean when she stabbed you in the leg and you screamed obscenities at her as she walked away until I came to get you?"
"Yeah, that! So we're gonna need us another Jedi!"
The ship suddenly rocked back and forth, noise coming from the airlock. Carnis ran to the end of the hall, not reaching for his weapons yet, but Yurik stayed around the corner, using it as cover and clutching his standard-issue blaster pistol that most Imperial Officers carried.
"Looks like we're being boarded!"
"Yes, but by whom?"
"Don't say 'whom,' it makes you sound like a nerd."
"It makes me sound eloquent."
"To who?"
"Whom."
"Oh, shut up!"
The door opened, and while Carnis could not yet see who was inside, he made sure his guard was up in case these were the 'shoot first, ask questions later' types that normally boarded ships like this. Pirates, most likely.
"If it's a Jedi, you owe me fifty credits." Carnis whispered subtly to Yurik before taking a couple steps down the hall towards the airlock to try and see who was on the other side.
"Hey there! Sorry to say, but we already looted this baby. Nothin much, 'cept this doohickey." He tossed the holocron up and down in one hand with absolutely zero regard for what would happen if he dropped it. "If you wanna salvage the ship, it's yours, we're just gonna wait for our ride back if ya don't mind, and if ya do...well, too bad, cuz I've already done my daily space-walk. Really good for the glutes!"
