Private Troubled Relaxation

[Del]

Troubled Relaxation​

Location: Space station in the Eol Sha system
Notable Equipment: N/A
Tags: Morgan Keldau

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Destruction could be rather comforting. At least when viewed from afar. The planet below, Eol Sha was unique, in some ways. It was temperate, sure, but it was littered by volcanoes and geysers that, from afar, seemed to erupt in a beautiful orchestra. From up close, their absolute destructive power would have been something to fear - but from a safe distance, it almost felt soothing. At least to the young Sith apprentice.

There were more things which made the system unique. For now, it was primarily its position as the neutral frontier world between the Imperials and the Crusaders. The space station had become something of a safe haven for smugglers, criminals, pirates and spies. It was a place where people came to indulge themselves or to trade information and goods. Thus, it had become a common destination for Sith escapees. Of course, it wasn't the ideal place for stay for long - but it was a good place to run when being chased within either Imperial or Crusader space. It was also why Delphine was there - not to escape the evils that hunted her kind, but rather to look for allies who might join her under Insatious.

Turning away from the viewport, she looked back at the facilities she found herself in. She had heard rumours of a Sith being by a somewhat less shady and more luxurious area of the station. Having failed to gain entry to the restaurant, she had decided to simply wait by the reception area to a spa while keeping a watchful eye for her potential ally. Perhaps it wasn't the best strategy but then, she couldn't think of anything better that wouldn't simultaneously expose her. For while the station was somewhat more safe for her kind, Imperial and Crusaders were inevitably going to have some sort of presence there too.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man crashed out from the restaurant. Her eyes immediately shot up to him and she quickly realised that she had found her mark. His presence within the force was strong and she could sense that his power was far beyond her own. And that was, in a way, a cause for concern. Not because she thought that he would do her harm - he was, after all, Sith. It was more important now than ever before that they worked together. The root of her concern was that he appeared to be in trouble. No sabre hung by his belt and judging by the bleeding, whoever he was fighting had to be giving him a run for his money.

Delphine stood up. She too, was unarmed but maybe they could escape together? The senior Sith raised his arm in a motion that some would make when trying to pull a weapon back but nothing came. She looked to him, weary and unsure of what to do. Then, he suddenly turned - apparently having given up on summoning whatever it was that he was trying to pull. As he turned to run towards the spa, she could see the absolute horror in his eyes. It appeared as if he really did need a hand.

 

[Morgan Keldau]

"She take my money when I'm in need

Yeah, she's a triflin' friend indeed

Oh, she's a gold digger

Way over town, that digs on me!"

The high notes rang from the restaurant as the silver figure stepped through the shattered glass with a lightsaber in one hand and a beskad in the other. His helmet bobbed idly as he sang the song with a surprisingly melodic voice. His boots crushed the glass beneath them as he casually walked in the direction of his target. Naturally, people around the area were rather shocked by what happened but he barely seemed to care.

"Hey where you runnin' at, man?! You on a space station, kriffer! Not exactly somewhere to run to!" Morgan's synthesized voice called after the man before he broke into a sprint. He looked around the area as he sprinted towards the spa. It didn't take him long to catch up with his wounded target at all, and the Beskad was hurled into a doorway to cut the man off from a possible escape. With little other options, his target turned to launch a force push at him... but it never came. An ironclad fist smashed into his face and sent him tumbling to the ground. Morgan watched as the man crawled away, uncaring of the eyes around him from scared onlookers. "You wanna go for a swim, man? Is that it?" He asked with a caring voice, looking up at the hot tub not too far away from them.

Another harsh punch to the man's face and Morgan was dragging him towards the water. Realizing his fate, the man fought and shouted with a bleeding mouth as Morgan restrained him and yanked his arms into very unhealthy angles. The man's cries were muffled as his head was shoved into the water. The Mandalorian held him down until he finally stopped moving.

"Ay yo, we need room service over here!" He called out, his hands resting on his pistols as he looked around. He quickly noticed a young woman not too far away. "Oh crap, you work here?" He asked with pursed lips as he gestured to the lavish spa around them.

Del

 

[Del]

Troubled Relaxation​

Location: Space station in the Eol Sha system
Notable Equipment: N/A
Tags: Morgan Keldau

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Arrogant. Playful. Witty. She was analysing the man pursuing her fellow Sith. HIs appearance had been enough to make her opt to wait - if only for just a little bit. He looked formidable - his gear was far more impressive than that of a common grunt, his build looked impressive and he carried both the weapon of a Mandalorian and a Sith. Rushing into action against someone like him while unarmed was just stupid.

Her eyes lingered by the sabre he held. She realised that it had to be the weapon that her Sith compatriot had been trying to pull earlier. It clued her in on the capacities of the stranger - he was not unfamiliar with the capacities of a force user and - as it seemed - he was quite capable of warding off some of their capacities too.

It was as if two giants rushed past her - there was no real alternative to step aside or to get squashed. She kept to the outer fringes of the room while watching their fight closely, hoping to intervene when an opening presented itself. But to call it a fight was misleading - for in truth, it was just a brutal beatdown.

Her eyes hopped between the beskad and the two fighters as the larger one drowned the other. She wondered if this was her only chance at saving the Sith from being executed. Slowly but surely, she tried to inch closer towards where it was stuck but before she had even managed to get close, the desperate flailings and sprattles of the victim subsided. Fear and sorrow spread throughout her being - yet another of her kind had been executed in the name of some arbitrary good.

And then his attention turned to her. As soon as his eyes met with hers, she recoiled in fear. Her lithe arms went up in what would have been a rather pathetic defence. It could easily be mistaken for the fears of a civilian who had just witnessed murder - Delphine knew that. But in truth, she feared that he somehow knew of who she was and that he would execute her too. For if he had killed someone as powerful as the now dead Sith, she knew that she wouldn't stand much of a chance against him

Fortunately, he thought that she was staff. "Y-y-y-yes" she stuttered - in this moment, she would have been anything he wanted. The girl took a hesitant step closer to the scene as she averted her eyes from the dead body. It was at this moment that the rational side of her mind regained its footing - her instincts had brought her far - but in order to survive this, it was starting to become clear that she would have to deceive and appease this man.

"I'm interning at Spa & Relaxation services" she spoke with a small and timid voice as she reluctantly glanced towards the body. The role she was being forced to play was remarkably similar to her in many ways - one of which was their reluctance to handle the corpse of a dead Sith. Still, she realised that there might still be a chance to save the man if she acted quickly. She swallowed hard "I'll t-try to..." she hesitated before repeating what he said with a sense of dread in her voice "...service the room"

 

[Morgan Keldau]

The girl was obviously terrified by what happened, though Morgan didn't seem too bothered for the moment as he looked around. Security was going to come soon, and he wasn't in the mood for another fight. Escaping quietly after such a fight would also not work immediately, too high profile with too many panicking people as well.

He was also in a spa with enough of an impression to maybe get him some treatment for free.

His gaze turned to the girl as a smirk formed behind his visor. "Intern, huh?" He looked back to the body. "Don't worry about that, I'll take care of it. In the meantime, whaddya think about goin' back and gettin' a session sorted for me?" He quipped as he knelt down and snapped the Sith's neck just for good measure, before he picked up the body and tossed it into a nearby sauna room.

"Come on! I ain't gonna hurt ya, so no need to freak out. Plus I could really do with a massage right about now." He gave her a gentle pat on the shoulder as he turned and made his way to the lockers.

All of his gear was neatly dispensed and locked into a locker, with a thermal detonator primed just in case someone tried to tamper with his things. With only a towel to keep him modest, Morgan made his way to the girl with a casual grin. "So babygirl, how's things work around here? And don't worry about security if they come knocking, we both got an alibi to keep them from interrupting us." He leaned against the counter with a charming smile as he studied her for a moment.

His expectations weren't exactly high for a terrified intern. But he genuinely hoped that they could chat a bit before she tried to throw him under the bus.

Del