Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Where The Fairy Leads, I Follow

Jack looked around as he continued to walk around Dagobah's swampy floor. Trix sat on his shoulder, they young Hailbranch smiled as he looked at Trix.

"Hey Trix, this place is a change from Endor isn't it?" Jack asked, the fairy just giggled as he continued to walk. Jack thought back to when he was younger, he couldn't remember how he even survived without the small Fairy leading him along, the only thing she asks is for Jack to be brave. Jack never understood why nobody else could see Trix, but that only ment Jack had more fun.

The troublemaker pulled his dagger from his belt and began to slash it around.

"Trix, you never told me why you brought me here." Jack said as he continued to play around with the dagger. The fairy whispered something, giggled then flew off Jack's shoulder and began to fly away. Jack jumped up and put away his dagger before fixing this hat and running after the Fairy.

Jack continued running until he reached Trix, when Trix saw him she landed on his hand and pointed to what seemed to be an abandoned but.

"Wish Trix, what do you think that is?" The boy asked as he brought her to his shoulder and started to walk towards the hut.

"Hello?" He asked curiously.
[member="Kiara"]
 
Iching. What was that iching? It came not too long ago, but Kiara had ignored it as she tried to find sleep in the cold of her hut. Fire? No, fire was different. She didn't need warmth quite yet. Her eyes flickered underneath two heavy eyelids, trying to find out what she was needing. Her mind wasn't working, her soul wasn't functional.
Oh. It flooded back to her as one of her senses kicked in, powering each and every one of them with increasing power. There was a sound. She rose silently from her bed and raised an arm to rub the side of her head, while the other reached and gripped a metal staff that rested by her side. A question? A nervousness? What was this feeling she felt so deep inside of her?
Her form noisily stepped past a few pieces of burnt down and torn apart droids, and slowly went to the wooden door that broke her apart from the rest of the world. After a moment of silence, her growling voice sounded. "What?"
[member="Jack Hailbranch"]
 

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