You are all really, really big (Shadow Order)

[Xavier Vi'dreya]

@[member="Sin Lykos"] @[member="Thyrian Ashborn"] @[member="Kära Vi'dreya"] @everyone I know I missed

Xavier had been on Bastion a good week now, all he'd seen was servants, Thyrian, and Kära now and then. Rumor had it there was another little boy somewhere, older than Xavier, but a child nonetheless. He'd made it a daily task to try and find this boy, searching everywhere he could squeeze his little Umbaran self. But he'd had no luck.

Having decided to take a bit of a break, the small child calmly walked down the halls, scanning the walls and looking at various paintings and other things. It wasn't exactly a place for a kid to play, but he'd made due, creating silent, nondestructive games to play for himself, besides trying to find the other boy. His favorite was to hide from servants, trying to never let them know he was there, he wasn't sure why, but he liked the feeling he got when he could slip past them.

Suddenly he heard footsteps coming his way, instinctively he crawled under a small table, waiting for his next victim to pass by. Oh yeah, he'd also been taking little things from them, and giving them back later of course, but only after they'd looked for it. They would get so flustered, and it made the four year old giggle.

 

[Jaxton Ravos]

A JK-13 droid, or JaK as he was known, also heard the footsteps of others as he neared a rather small organic male. This one was small, alone, not guarded by the scientist or the subjugator. They were both intimidating organics, and he had witnessed their power, their strength, and knew he could kill them. Yet somehow they tolerated his presence, allowing him to roam, keeping them with them as their dog, their slave. He would kill them both one day, as he would one day kill all, organic or not, but this boy was not one of those two. He was small, weak in body, and though JaK couldn't explain it, his sensors, not the droid's sensors but some profound feeling his organic eel felt, he knew the boy was also weaker in mind. He would have the wizardry of those two. He was alone, stalking his pray for his amusement, just as JaK was in truth.

As the footsteps ringed across the hall JaK's servo's moved his many legs to the same beat, as slow and cautious as he could manage, so that the sound of durasteel clicking on the floor would be drowned out by the heavy steps of whoever else was traveling the halls. He made his way to the boy, getting ever closer before he missed a step, timed it wrong, and the clack echoed through the halls. If the boy turned around to look he would see the meter and half tall spider-like droid in it's gold-plated durasteel analyzing it with the cold expressionless face that could only be achieved by the inorganic.

Abandoning his former plan of stealth he charged at the boy, intending to ram him head on as his durasteel stun tentacles whipped forward, two to the outside of the boy's torso, intended to grab him arms, and one lunging straight forward, in an attempt to impale his stomach.

@[member="Xaiver Vi'dreya"]

 

[Xavier Vi'dreya]

He 'frigin screamed. Reacting quickly he pulled down the table in front of @[member="JaK"], hopefully stalling it for a moment, but the boy didn't have a moment to waste, so he ran like hell. Bolting down the hall, he moved past a male servant who cocked and eyebrow in curiosity as the small screaming boy ran past. That was what children did normally right? Then of course, he saw JaK, but failed to react in any way shape or form. It was probably just some custodial droid.

Xavier didn't remain behind in order to see what was about to happen to the man, the boy simply ran as fast as his legs would carry him, panting heavily as he ran. He had to find a way to escape, there had to be a place he could hide. Right? Regardless, the toddler was running low on breath, after all, even force sensitive four year olds couldn't run forever.

 

[Jaxton Ravos]

Most droids would consider it strange to revel in the screams of the fearful, but JaK did not. Then again, he was not entirely a droid, nor was he entirely sane. The table however, disgruntled him a bit. His torso aimed thrust pierced through the table like a knife through butter, though didn't quite penetrate enough to hit the boy behind it. He stabbed it a few more times with his other stun tentacles before his body rammed it, splitting it in two between the many cracks. He continued barreling through, slower than the average full grown human due to the many legs he had to move, but fast enough to just barely keep his target in sight.

However now it seemed that the boy was not the only organic in his sight. Some other person, a servant by the looks of his attire looked at the boy curiously, than looked at the droid. As he moved towards the two he thought for a moment. This was the subjugator's domain, and this man was her slave. She would likely not appreciate losing her worker. So, he stayed his bloodlust for a minute, instead charging his stun tentacles with a non-lethal, but consciousness-removing charge. He wrapped the tentacle around the man's leg, and he screamed in pain, but only for a second before he lost consciousness. That was two screams that likely echoed throughout the hall now. Others would come soon. he needed to be quick.

So JaK turned his attention back to the boy, now a fair distance away as he had been distracted, and used his tentacles to grab a nearby piece of pottery and launched it in the direction of the boy, aiming for his head as he clicked and clacked closer and closer, trying to get the boy in the range of his stun tentacles.

@[member="Xaiver Vi'dreya"]

 

[Xavier Vi'dreya]

He had to hide, NOW. Climbing up onto another table, he looked for somewhere to go, but there was none. He just had to sit and wait for @[member="JaK"] to get him. A tear welled up in his eyes as a pot smashed near his head, one meant to hit him. As the death machine crawled closer, fear turned to anger, and ever so slowly, a vase next to him lifted up and off the ground. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" He shrieked, the vase shooting towards the droid.

The droid may have served a master, but the little display of force sensitivity, along with the icy blue eyes suggested he was of the same species as JaK's master, closer observation would suggest they were related. But Xavier had no plans for this thing to get close to him. Jumping from the table and darting towards the stairwell, he continued in his frantic quest to escape death.

 

[Thyrian Hearthfire]

Walking down the stairs at that very moment, the Ashborn was suprised at the small child running straight into him, away from one of his master's newly aquired minions, this one being a droid. Once within reach, Thyrian acted on pure instinct as he plucked the boy from the ground and lifted him high into the air to settle against his armour-clad chest. His gaze turned towards the tiny creature in his arms, and then shifted it towards the droid seemingly following the poor boy. The very young master Vi'dreya was of Kära's flesh and blood, and so he would safeguard him against any dangers. Even creepy droids under the employ of his Queen. Thus, he made a halting gesture towards the droid called JaK before speaking. "CEASE YOUR TORMENTING OF THIS LITTLE ONE. HE IS ONE OF US AS MUCH AS YOU AND ME, DROID." His words were not angry, but calm and well-meaning. The Ashborn knew how to restrain himself around children, who, after all, were a fascination of his. Having been created into what he was, he had never undergone anything resembling a childhood, and so he found himself fascinated by these little people who would gradually grow to become adults. He had first witnessed it in his master, some twelve years ago, and looking at this particular tiny being he could see her in him. This warranted as much attention from him as she would. "ARE YOU HURT, LITTLE ONE?"

@[member="Xaiver Vi'dreya"] @[member="JaK"] @[member="Kära Vi'dreya"]

 

[Xavier Vi'dreya]

He quaked in fear as @[member="Thyrian Ashborn"] picked him up. He had no clue what was going on, until he looked up and saw who the titan was. Suddenly he felt safer, and shrunk back, closer to Ashborn, his hands shaking in fear as his eyes looked down on @[member="JaK"]. Finally, he was safe from the mechanized nightmare, it wouldn't attack Thyrian, doings would mean certain death for it.

 

[Lief]

At that point Kara descended on the location, her eyes alert and sharp, having heard a lot of loud and booming voices. "What is going on in here? This is not a playground!" Sweeping across the room she stopped between JaK and the other two, eyes boring down into the little create which scurried around. "You are not to terrorize those in my service or my care, is that clear?" She did not care what he did outside of that, she wasn't here to babysit people, but attempting to scare off her brother would not do.

"Ashborn, take Xavier and calm him down, perhaps a warm glass of blue milk." As an after thought she settled her gaze down to the boy, with a tiny frown, "I will sort you a room to play in, but this is not a jungle for your fun, it is a Palace, and should be treated as such." Then she turned on her heels, prepared to leave again unless one of them decided otherwise.

@[member="Xaiver Vi'dreya"] @[member="Thyrian Ashborn"] @[member="JaK"]

 

[Xavier Vi'dreya]

Xavier nodded to his sister humbly, ashamed of himself for making her upset with him. He was a part of a good family now, he didn't have to steal anymore, even for games, he was better than that now. "I'm sorry Kära, it won't happen again, I promise." He said sincerely, looking down at his sister as she turned away and left. Looking up a Thyrian he smiled, the titan no longer scared him, he'd grown to understand he was here to help Xavier, and protect him from har.

"You don't have to get me any milk, I'll be okay." He started, before lowering his tone down to a whisper, "Is it true you can make fire?" he asked, finishing his words. Servants around the manor had mentioned Thyrian had spectacular powers, but Xavier wasn't sure, but the concept of shooting fire made his eyes widen in awe. One day he wanted to be able to do that.

@[member="Kära Vi'dreya"]
@[member="Thyrian Ashborn"]
@[member="JaK"]

 

[Thyrian Hearthfire]

When Kära left the Ashborn turned his attention to the tiny one in his arms, and though the child could not see it, he was smiling from behind the mask he'd always wear. Putting the youngling back onto the floor, he leaned in close as he removed his gauntlet. "I AM FIRE." Thus he extended a finger towards the boy and proceeded to set it on fire, as a tiny, warm flame arose from seemingly nothing. This whole demonstration went against his better judgement, as his deteriorating health meant he was not use his powers in vain. Even so, he felt the need to entertain the little Vi'dreya. This moment only lasted for so long, as his hand began to tremble at the exertion, even one as small as this. "FORGIVE ME, I SHOULD NOT HAVE DONE THAT." His finger retreated into his fist as the flame died, returning to its charred state. The infernal giant's vision then slumped towards the ground, his head hung as if ashamed.

@[member="Xaiver Vi'dreya"]

 

[Xavier Vi'dreya]

"That was so cool...you're awesome!" Xavier exclaimed a happily, looking up at @[member="Thyrian Ashborn"] with awe. The man was 6'9, armed with two lightsabers, and was made of fire. He beat any hero from the holovids by a long shot. Xavier's blue eyes looked at Thyrian as something more than a man, or as his sister's servant, he saw a hero, someone who could fight anything and anyone and come out on top, all in the name of his Queen, Xavier's sister. There was nothing more honorable in the small boy's eyes. Chivalry ain't dead

 

[Thyrian Hearthfire]

The boy was more than a tad impressed, it seemed. The childlike nature was a beautiful thing, being able to do anything for the first time; experience new things as if they were the greatest discovery of ages to come. A faint chuckle boomed forth from behind the mask, and he could not even remember the last time he managed such. Young Sin would be the other to make him do so; his affinity for little creatures, especially children, only increased as his time diminished, it seemed. Putting his gauntlet back on so as to not risk the boy's well-being, he stood back up and proceeded to lift the tiny one up into the air effortlessly and place him atop his shoulders, just as he would Sin. The boy would surely relish the chance of standing taller than anyone in the palace, and since his Queen had recommended food for the little one, he journeyed towards the palace cantina where he would treat him to a glass of milk. Or two. Or however many he would like. "ENJOYING THE VIEW, YOUNG MASTER VI'DREYA?"

@[member="Xaiver Vi'dreya"]

 

[Xavier Vi'dreya]

"Yeah!" He laughed, looking down on the world from the shoulders of the giant. Concern filled his eyes as he looked down on @[member="Thyrian Ashborn"], there ws another question he had to ask of Kära's friend. "Does it hurt?" He asked concerning Thyrian's skin and the whole being on fire thing. He cocked his head to the side as he awaited an answer. If Thyrian was in pain he wanted to fix it, he'd been able to do that before but it had just been a little cut he'd gotten when he'd fallen, but he'd healed it nonetheless. Maybe he could help his sister's friend, that would make her, Thyrian, AND him happy, it was a triple whammy. What could go wrong?

 

[Thyrian Hearthfire]

Marching towards the cantina, the boy had asked whether or not it hurted being... him. It made him think about an answer fitting to describe his condition. He was unable to experience physical pain like a normal person would, yet he was in constant pain nontheless. "NO..." He had intended to elaborate on his answer, but he was unable to find the words. "DO NOT WORRY YOURSELF FOR MY SAKE, LITTLE ONE. I'LL BE FINE..." A harmless lie, yet a lie nontheless, he thought. To burden such a young creature would be malicious, for he had much to learn and experience in life. The Ashborn, on the other hand, had little time left to experience what life had to offer. It did not matter; his Queen was all that mattered, and if he was to depart this life sooner rather than later, he would do what he could to satisfy her and her little brother. The House Vi'dreya was his family, his home, and he would committ his every last breath to its well-being.

@[member="Xaiver Vi'dreya"]