Dominion Stellar Swell | GA Dominion of Manaan

[Aris Noble]

Oh they were going underwater.

Aris blinked as the ramp lowered, and that became clear. It didn't bother him in the slightest, and he was sure it wouldn't bother Vera. No, his focus was now on Azurine, who'd been clinging to his arm this entire time. He knew what was about to happen. It was good his body was as unnaturally sturdy as it was. Zabrak nails were bone, and often very sharp.

"Hey uh, Vera? You got a vision that says everything will be fine, right?" And by how he asked, subtle as it was, Vera had indeed gotten such a vision on how well tings were going to be in the water.

Vera Noble | Azurine Varek | Makko Vyres | Zaiya Ceti | Mahsa

 

[Makko Vyres]

"So, are we going underwater, then?" she asked aloud, glancing around. She already learned how to swim during her time visiting Aris on Niv Hani and others. "Or to a facility?" The possibilities made her heart beat a little faster with excitement.

"So, are we going underwater, then?" The question brought Mahsa back to the present, brows furrowed just a bit as she tried to remember if they’d been given this info before.

"Yes," Makko replied. He nodded towards the distant circle of metal in the distance. "Most of the town is underwater. Below that."

"Remember, this is a big honour."

It wasn't clear if he was speaking to the others or himself.

Makko walked down the gangway. The Jedi ship and the small boats were being moved differently by the waves. It meant that the angle of the gangway kept changing, making the walk awkward.

Several Selkath waited for the delegation. A translation droid was already on hand. As soon as everyone was off the ship the boats would set off for the docks.

"Welcome to our world," the droid translated.

"We're very glad to be here," Makko said, glancing over his shoulder. He bowed to the members of the Order of Sasha.

"We don't let many outsiders down into our home, even from our own people."

"Were very honored," Makko replied.

The boats would approach the docks and then the delegation would take the elevators down below the surface to be shown around the settlement.

 

[Zaiya Ceti]

OBJECTIVE TWO - The Order of Sasha - New Jedi Order
Intent - Learn from the Order their technique to sense deception with the Force
Outfit: x x x x x | Equipment: x x x x x x | Weapons: x x x | Companion: Domxite
Interacting with: Makko Vyres Lily Decoria Mahsa
Nearby: Vera Noble Azurine Varek Aris Noble

Zaiya's gaze flicked from the Jedi ship to the small boats, noting how the waves pushed them in different directions, changing the angle of the gangway with each swell. The path down looked awkward, maybe even a little tricky to cross, especially for someone unused to it.

Turning to Mahsa, Zaiya murmured, "Careful on the gangway. I can hold your hand, if you'd like."

She extended her hand, watching for Mahsa's reaction. Zaiya still remembered Ayhan's rescue when Mahsa had gotten caught in the sea, and she wasn't sure if Mahsa had taken any swim lessons since then. Luckily, Zaiya had practiced plenty in the last two years with Aris -- something that definitely made the whole idea of water a lot less intimidating. And she still had her Force Orb skill in case she needed it to create an underwater bubble.

It didn't help, though, that she could see His Highness -- Aris -- still up on the ship with someone clinging to his arm like a needy nexu.

Don't glare, don't glare, Zaiya reminded herself, determined not to let her emotions spill through her bioluminescent spots. She'd carefully blocked her empathic resonance too, just in case Mahsa did accept her hand and pick up on any of the annoyance bubbling under the surface.

"Come on, let's go," Zaiya said, giving Mahsa a soft smile as they made their way to the boats. Makko was already there, bowing respectfully to their hosts and offering thanks for the invitation to the exchange.

They had so much training ahead, and Zaiya was ready to learn as much as she could. Totally for the right reasons.

 

[Mahsa]

It wasn’t long before everyone present began piling by the door as Makko reminded them all about what a big honor they were being graced with today. "Y-Yes…!" She nodded in confirmation, the curious citrine highlights mingling with deep amber hues as she felt her nerves rise once more—the last thing she wanted was to cause Makko and the others trouble by accidentally doing something to upset the members of the Order of Sasha.

A small smile was given to Aris, Azurine, and Vera as they’d moved closer, a quiet "Hiii~" silently mouthed out to the trio, before she turned back to Zaiya as the Lovalla offered her hand.

"T-Thanka Zaiya, but I think I g-got it this time…" She still reached out to give her friend a gentle squeeze, genuinely grateful for her friend’s concern, before letting go as she nodded encouragingly to the Lovalla who was the first to walk out after Makko.

Her experience in the Gold Beach of Corellia had caused the Kazelrrian to seek lessons on swimming, and under her Master’s guidance she had learned to properly swim since, and she hoped to not make a fool of herself today… At the very least Mahsa was determined to not drag Zaiya down with her if the worst came to happen.

The first steps into the gangway had been cautious and slow, feeling the way it swayed against the waves as her sense of balance adjusted to the new variable. They became steadier and confident as she went, her instincts quickly adapting as she crossed the rest of the way to join Makko and Zaiya.

A bow was given to their hosts once she reached them, deeper than perhaps required due to her own nervousness, and—once the go ahead was finally given—she carefully moved into one of the boats, quick to find a spot beside Zaiya.

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Aris Noble | Azurine Varek | Lily Decoria | Makko Vyres | Vera Noble | Zaiya Ceti ​

 

[B1-173 "Omar"]

"Such an interesting place, can't say I have been here since.. Well, I can't remember."

The old droid looked around at the architecture of Ahto City which was rather mesmerizing to say the least, with vague memories coming back to haunt him from centuries prior. However it's been such a long, long time since then, he couldn't even recall the details correctly after all this time, something he was irritated with, but also found solace in forgetting past horrors. Either way, the droid had to focus, as he was distracted in thought, he nearly toppled over some crates in front of him whilst carrying the medical supplies in a crate himself, this led to one of the Selkath staring at the droid, puzzled. B1-173 would apologise for the inconvenience, but would continue to move on to deliver the medical supplies.

"I'm sorry, sorry!"

The droid looked down at the crate, opening the lid and peering in. Bandages, bacta, sterile syringes, and other essential medical devices for the wounded soldiers, it appears that the Alliance had gone to great lengths to secure these supplies, and B1-173 had been tasked with ensuring they reached their destination. His sensors would pick up scattered movements in the surrounding rooms. He knew that inside, civilians and soldiers alike were in need of urgent care. Some, he had learned, had already waited far too long for help. As the droid continued to walk to the designated spot, he passed a viewport, B1-173 caught sight of the ocean stretching out beyond the city's walls, the ocean looked fairly nice today, the sun shining onto the water also made it sparkle beautifully, something he admired. Still, his mission was clear, and nothing would deter him from completing it. Approaching the designated medical wing, he paused abruptly as the sound of hurried footsteps approached, and a young medic appeared in front of him, her face weary. She glanced up with relief in her eyes as she took in the crates he carried. B1-173 stood back for a moment, surprised she was able to do this without any help.

"Thank the stars, finally you made it. Come with me, droid."

She said in a hurried voice, ushering the droid to follow her into the main treatment area. B1-173 would follow the female medic as instructed, where he saw countless soldiers of the Alliance, injured and laying on beds with makeshift dividers between them, some groaning softly in pain while others were seemingly tired or asleep, and then he noticed some of the more fortunate ones inside the Kolto tanks. He knew that Kolto was less effective than Bacta, but it still did its work. In the meantime, the medic would place down the crate and would open it up, taking out the medical contents from inside, such as bandages and other healing aliments.

"So. They're still using Kolto tanks to heal the wounded, I guess some things never change. Too bad there's not enough tanks around, seems that some need regular treatment with their injuries."

"Bacta spray, now."

"Okay, okay, I'll get it out for ya."

After their brief conversation, B1-173 began reaching into the crate, selecting various medical supplies. Though he wasn't equipped with a full understanding of each item's purpose, he drew on his observations of the medic's techniques to make choices that he believed would prove useful. His attention shifted to another soldier lying in the corner, visibly shivering as he clutched his side. B1-173 rummaged through the same crate and retrieved a thermal blanket, the type he'd seen medics use to combat shock. He unfurled it, draping it over the soldier's form and noting the soldier's tremors gradually lessening as a result.

"Guess you're one of the good ones-"

"What?"

"One by one, they-they-"

"Snap out of it soldier, tell me what happened."

|R| "Unit 173, report back to the hangar bay immediately for new assignment."

However, when he was trying to make the shocked soldier spit out what he was rambling about, B1-173 received a transmission that requested for his presence to return back to the hangar within the facility to be transferred elsewhere, even though he's only been here roughly for a few hours doing mundane tasks such as delivering supplies. But it seems that things can change in an instant, being a soldier tends to do stuff. Without delay, B1-173 would travel back to the hangar to board the shuttle awaiting him along with other soldiers which were ready to be deployed on duties elsewhere off world.

 

[Dreidi Xeraic]

Location: Ahto City Luxury Resort
Outfit: Jedi Attire
Companion: Grisial
Equipment: Lightsaber, Ichor Sword, Dathomir Energy Bow
Tag: Jalen Kai'el | Caelan Valoren​

"I didn't cough to make you aware, I did so to be polite so that I could interject without interrupting you." Dreidi pointed out, she knew that he was probably very proficient with the ability Force Sense, it was necessary to ensure one could move around as smoothly as possible. "My mother was always finding me when I would hide to surprise. Could never catch her off guard like my father." Dreidi hinting that she understood Jalen's position better than most others would.

When they discussed the situation with the shrapnel, Dreidi nodded her head, "I can use my Magick to remove any foreign debris in the wound before the bacta is applied." Dreidi stated, it allowed the three of them to work as a team then. "Where do you need my hands?" She turned to Caelan and nodded to him, "watch carefully Caelan, you might not be a healer one day, but having as much knowledge as possible. That isn't a bad thing, means you can help lessen the load for others."

She stepped up and waited for Jalen to guide her to where he needed her to be. Even though Dreidi was the higher rank, it was clear she was more than happy to follow the person more experienced in a situation. Grisial sat by Caelan, observing from a distance. "Ready when you are Jalen."

 

[Caelan Valoren]

ATTIRE: Link
TAGS: Dreidi Xeraic | Jalen Kai'el

Something about the other padawan bothered him. Maybe it was just the way he acted, but it came across as though he had a superiority complex and liked to make himself seem better than others. That might not have been the case, but that was how Caelan perceived it. Either way, he chose to ignore him in that regard and focus on the task at hand, which was collecting the bacta patches for placement once the debris was removed from the soldiers wound.

Once he had them and returned, he nodded in response to Dreidi and stepped to the side to watch in a place where he wouldn't be in the way of the surgical work. No sense in getting in the way, even though he needed to view what they were doing.

 

[Zaiya Ceti]

Outfit: x x x x x | Equipment: x x x x x x | Weapons: x x x
Interacting with: Makko Vyres Lily Decoria Mahsa maybe Nulgath Zardai nearby?

Now side by side with Makko, Zaiya completed her bow, introductions made. It was finally time to head down into the facility, and as they stepped into the lift, she could hardly contain her amazement. One side of the lift was made entirely of durable solarium glassteel, offering an unobstructed view into the vast, blue expanse of water surrounding them to watch the wildlife swim and the vast kolto forests gently sway under the currents.

The descent was both mesmerizing and a little overwhelming as they traveled deeper and deeper into the heart of the facility until the lift came to a slow, quiet halt. The doors opened with a soft hiss, revealing a grand atrium that took her breath away. The wide, open space was framed by arched motifs and gleaming, polished white walls that curved naturally, almost organically, giving the entire room a sense of elegance and tranquility.

This was it the Order of Sasha's training grounds. Today, they'd be introducing the students to different aspects of their philosophies and teachings, and as Zaiya had already mentioned to the group, her first stop was going to be the training grounds for combat techniques. She turned to Mahsa with a grin.

"I'm going to start with the fighting techniques," she said with a spark of excitement. There was also a course that would let her ask questions about how the Order used healing techniques with Kolto, and another that could teach her how to sense deception through the Force -- both things she planned to check out later. There was one mention for those interested in learning more of the scrolls and texts that required review, something that they were not aware had been tasked to the Sith Nulgath Zardai they hadn't seen since the Tython station incident.

She took a step back, giving her friend an encouraging nod. "Let me know if you're planning to try something else later, okay?"

 

[Mahsa]

She’d been mesmerized by the underwater view the lift offered them and, while she was mindful to keep her lips shut, it showed in the vibrant apricot and yellow hues that danced across the tips of her hair—this was a view she would remember for a lifetime. "Whooaa..." Whatever she had expected to see on the other side the lift doors paled against the elegant design of the atrium, her voice finally escaping in a whisper of wonder as her eyes roved over the arched ways and elegant details.

"I-I’ll go with you then!" Zaiya’s words reminded her why they’d come to the Order of Sasha in the first place, a tentative smile on her own lips as the Kazelrrian wrestled with the excitement she felt over learning new things and the worry that she might offend their gracious hosts in some way. "I’m curious about their techniques too."

Fighting wasn’t her forte after all. She wasn’t as strong as Ayhan or Aris Noble , aware that she’d wouldn’t be able to keep up with either of them the way Azurine Varek had during her sparring match with the Epicanthix. Plus this was a new and unknown place and, while she was curious to explore it, Mahsa felt more comfortable with Zaiya close by.

"That’s i-if you don’t mind, of course…?" After all, the last thing she wanted was to force her company on Zaiya if the Lovalla preferred to check out the place on her own.

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Lily Decoria | Makko Vyres | Zaiya Ceti ​

 

[Makko Vyres]

Zaiya Ceti Mahsa

Makko opened his jaw wide as his hearing became muffled.

Seeing his discomfort, one of their hosts spoke through their protocol droid: "The pressure changes as the lift descends. You will become accustomed to the difference and it will go back down on the way up."

Makko nodded as he yawned. Another pop and his hearing returned to normal.

He found the view as remarkable as Mahsa and Zaiya, but felt he had to keep his nerves from showing. Having a hundred floors of city blocks above felt natural to him, but being far beneath the ocean didn't. He would never be able to swim to the surface if they were thrown out into the deep ocean.

Then again, he told himself, if a tower block collapsed on Denon his survival chances would have been slim.

He listened to the two padawans as the lift doors opened out onto the atrium.

"If you're both going along to spar then I'll come along and observe. Unless you'd rather I didn't."

 

[Damian Du Couteau]

Damian Du Couteau, Senator of Empress Teta
Location: Manaan
Outfit

Damian continued to quickly scan his data-slate when the Chancellor began to walk unto the landing bay where everyone was collected. It wasn’t until the Chancellor spoke, greeting the Queen Mother of Hapes did Damian’s ear perk at the unmistakable voice of the former Senator of Alderaan. The young Du Couteau heir quickly stashed away the slate and focused his attention on the creases that had appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

Of course before he could address the minor infraction to his outfit the Chancellor had approached Damian with a greeting and an open hand. For his part Damian was thankful for the years of training to act the proper noble, he instinctively bowed to the Chancellor, the King of Alderaan. Carefully he rose and accepted the hand for a quick shake along with the cool greeting. “Your grace, my Chancellor, an honour once again. The opportunities to serve the Alliance have been plentiful, yes.” Damian responded with a curt and respectful tone.

Sovereigns deserve higher respect, never offer a hand unless requested. They do not receive demands, they give them. Damian could almost hear his old headmaster drill those words into his head as he stood there in front of the Chancellor. Attempting at all costs to keep up his appearance as a strong noble, not one filled with uncertainty and doubt. Mercifully their conversation was short and the Chancellor began to brief them of their mission on this planet.

Systems being integrated with the Alliance always brings causes for concern for those being integrated, but as does those within the Alliance already. But Damian already learned the neighboring systems had been notified of the Alliance extending their borders. Not like this is the first time the Alliance welcomes a new Member planet. Manaan would come to understand the importance of not just the security and insurance the Alliance will bring but also the prosperity that the people of Manaan intended to chase.

Damian didn’t expect much in the way of opposition to the Alliance, but he also came with a plan if such opposition were to arrive. Though I’m sure the Chancellor’s good-will and natural charisma will carry the day. He fully expected to find more data-slate work of Manaan’s economic integration data-slates to arrive at his desk shortly after the day’s end.
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|| Kha'la Daaray | Lady Sylvia Organa | Odett Hallisk | Alicio Organa ||​

 

[Zaiya Ceti]

OBJECTIVE TWO - The Order of Sasha - New Jedi Order
Intent - Learn from the Order their technique to sense deception with the Force
Outfit: x x x x x | Equipment: x x x x x x | Weapons: x x x | Companion: Domxite
Interacting with: Makko Vyres Lily Decoria Mahsa

Zaiya beamed, her smile wide and welcoming. We need to continue to work on Mahsa thinking she isn't wanted, the Lovalla told her self. Get her out more. She shook her head to show Mahsa that, of course, she was more than welcome.

"Of course you can," she said, giving Mahsa's shoulder a friendly nudge with her elbow; the height difference between them made the move a little awkward, but it was none the less endearing. Then she turned toward Makko with an eager nod.

"Oh, please, join us ti observe KNight Vy--- err Makko." she corrected herself quickly, remembering he'd told her to drop the title. She darted a glance around the training area, checking for any other Masters or Knights who might overhear and disapprove, then let out a sigh of relief when she saw they were in the clear.

With their small group assembled, they followed their guide to another section of the facility. Inside the training room, the air was filled with quiet focus, and a few Selkath members of the Order of Sasha moved gracefully, adjusting practice dummies and equipment.

One of them, a dignified Selkath with blue green skin and serene eyes, stepped forward.

"Greetings, Jedi," she said, her voice calm and flowing, just like a trickle of musical water. "I am Adept Slu Paa." She gave a slight bow, which Zaiya and the others returned in unison.

"We'll begin with an overview of some basic techniques in our combat practice," Adept Slu Paa continued, her gaze steady and encouraging. "If you have any questions, please feel free to ask." She gestured to the open mats. "For now, please pair off with a partner or one of our Selkath adepts."

Zaiya's heart did a little jump of excitement, a flush of teal edged with a golden glow revealing her giddy anticipation. She glanced at Mahsa with a bright grin. Time to get to training!

Domxite hopped off Zaiya's satchel and went waddling off to the side. The joyful flutters through the Force allowed the empaths to feel his happy cheerful support.

OOC: I have no clue how they fight sooooo feel free to make up as we go? lol

 

[Mahsa]

A smile quickly brightened her complexion as the Lovalla nudged her elbow with Mahsa’s own, the awkwardness of Zaiya’s movement due to their height difference earning a soft giggle before Mahsa’s attention turned to Knight Vyres next. "The more the merrier, right?" She’d never complain about having Makko around, his easy going personality was comforting to have around… and she was as curious of his fighting style as she was about the Selkath.

The guide ensured they didn’t spend ages wandering aimlessly as they directed the small group to the training area, and there wasn’t an inch of the place that Mahsa’s eyes hadn’t roved over as the Kazelrrian continued to satisfy her curiosity about their place. "T-Thanks for having us…!" Her hair rippled with a mixture of bright corals and lighter apricots as the Kazelrrian gave a deeper bow of her own, before looking towards the open mats as Adept Slu Paa encouraged them to join in.

Deep amber mixed with lighter yellows as her heart did a little flip of its own. She managed to catch Zaiya’s grin before giving the Lovalla a nervous one of her own. It lightened just a touch when she felt Domxite’s cheerful support through the force, a phenomenon that still baffled her considering he was a little droid, before she allowed a wave of gratitude to wash over him as he scurried off to the side.

"L-Let’s do this…!" The words were followed by a deep breath as Mahsa tried to reel in her jitters, the padawan finally stepping out as she claimed one of the open mats for herself.

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Lily Decoria | Makko Vyres | Zaiya Ceti ​

 

[Lily Decoria]

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Location: Maanan
Outfit: Jedi Attire
Equipment: Cross guard Lightsaber, Hydrangea Moonblade (concealed).
Tag: Zaiya Ceti | Mahsa | Makko Vyres

Lily remained silent as Zaiya and Mahsa sat next to each other, clearly very close friends which Lily couldn't help but smile at. Reminded her of the fact there was a friend on Eshan she hadn't gotten in touch with in a long time. Life being so busy as a Jedi, she hadn't thought much on how things were back home. Lily made a reminder for herself to call her friend when she had finished with the mission here on Maanan.

Watching the view come into sight, Lily took it all in without much expression, she could tell it was a marvel to behold but there was also the fact that she had travelled around enough now to know that there was always another marvel around the corner. There was not much that surprised her in terms of beauty. However, she did nod her head that this was something special and she could feel a tingle along her arms.

As people chose which area of expertise that the Order that they wished to learn first, Lily was making her way to the combat group, having decided on what she wished to learn before even stepping into the temple. She noted that Mahsa and Zaiya were talking this class as well. She gave them both a smile as she stood, watching the masters slowly explain the style of weapon that they used. It was not a Lightsaber from what Lily could tell, which was interesting since it was another culture that had their own Force based weaponry that could match the power of a Lightsaber. Similar to Ichor swords or lightwhips.

Lily's eyes focused on the movements of the masters, analysing every movement as she studied.

 

[Makko Vyres]

"Oh, please, join us ti observe KNight Vy--- err Makko." she corrected herself quickly

Makko glanced at the senior member of the Order of Sasha. They didn't seem to take any notice of the padawan correcting herself.

On Denon, he had spent so much of his life rebelling against the corporate rulers. On Ukatis, those with powerful titles had taken the love of his life from him and put her through a year of hell.

He had a personal issue with titles. Perhaps, he thought to himself, that was something he needed to address.

On Denon, it turned out he had been working for a criminal gang, not fighting for freedom. He had now met plenty of nobles from Ukatis who were genuinely good people.

Mahsa’s attention turned to Knight Vyres next. "The more the merrier, right?" She’d never complain about having Makko around, his easy going personality was comforting to have around… and she was as curious of his fighting style as she was about the Selkath.

"I look forward to it."

Fira blades were brought out. Makko went to investigate them. They were typically cortosis ore, but these were blunted training weapons. Such precious ore wouldn't be wasted on training blades. A full strike would still hurt.

"Padawans, you've brought lightsabers made for training? If not you'll have to try one of their blades."

For now, he didn't participate. He watched to make sure they were all settled into their sparring.