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[GhostOfProtocol]

Kashyyyk​

[member="Kymber Joysea"]​

852 ABY​

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Kei was leaving.

He had done something he never thought he would do, he had turned on a friend and disabled her. He had drawn a weapon against a friend, solidifying himself as an enemy of The Silver Jedi Order as he did. [member="Zavii"] wouldn't forgive him and he accepted that, he couldn't change that. He accepted that Zavii wouldn't be able to look at him anymore, he accepted that Zavii would probably try and kill him.

He couldn't leave just yet though. He had one more person he needed to see before he retreated to The Flying Dutchma and he left the system into the cold and dead of space. Kymber Joysea was a newer member to The Silver Jedi, a slicer and computer geek, a shut in. She wouldn't of heard the news that Kei had attacked Zavii, he doubted that anyone in the temple would of heard the news yet.

Kei needed to track down his father. He needed to find the man.

Kei knocked at the door of Kymber's room. He waited, raising his eyebrow. His lightsaber was at his side, backpack over his shoulder. He was clearly ready to leave, leather jacket pulled over his tunic and his boots done up tight. He was clearly ready to vanish, vanish from Kashyyyk and from The Silver Jedi Order. He just needed Kymber to help his track William down first.

 

[Kymber Joysea]

Kashyyyk​

[member="Kei Raxis"]​

852 ABY​

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Kym was in her room, lying on the bed nearly half dressed. Nothing was going on for now, and she mostly stuck to her room, going out only when she had to. Despite being in the Silver Jedi Order for around 30 years or so, she never really made any friends. Because of this, Kym was considered a recluse by many. Even the younger Padawans called her "The Silent One" as she never really said much because of her shyness.

Kym growled up at the ceiling in frustration. After 30 years, why the kark can't she get over her shyness? Is it just going to stick with her until she dies? No. She wasn't going to let it beat her. She was going to try to get out more, make friends, actually TALK to someone, no matter how hard it gets. She swung her legs off the bed and marched over to the chair by her desk, sat down and leaned her neck against the headrest. She sighed. One thing is certain. She needs to do something.

She looked at her desk. It was filled with various contraptions and tools to build stuff with. Several slicer related items were on the table, her two lightsabers were dismantled and the Adegan crystals were in a small specially made container. Kym rather liked taking her lightsabers apart and putting them back together. It was rather...therapeutic. An deactivated datapad laid on the table with the rest of the stuff.

Kym jumped when she heard someone knocking on her door. She should've been able to sense the presence of the visitor before he knocked, but she guessed it must've been because her thoughts was wondering and she wasn't terribly focused on that sort of thing. She literally threw herself out of her chair and got to the door, opening it and not paying attention to the fact that she wasn't fully dressed.

The young man in the doorway was pretty short, about 3 feet shorter than she was to be exact, had lightish brown hair, a short beard, a mustache, and his eyes were a dark green. He had a backpack over his shoulder, lightsaber was hanging on his belt, and he looked like he was going on a journey somewhere. Kym stared at him trying to read his expression.

"Hello there. What brings you here to my place of residence?"

 

[GhostOfProtocol]

[member="Kymber Joysea"]​

Kashyyyk​

852 ABY​

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She was half dressed.

Kei almost wanted to let her go and get changed before he spoke to her. He almost wanted to duck out of view, duck around the corner and let her get changed, get some robes on. He couldn't though, he had too much to do and not enough time to do it. He didn't have the time to let her get dressed, he wanted to get her to locate his father and then he could leave and he could get out of the sector. He just wanted to leave.

He stepped into her quarters. He still couldn't ignore the fact that she was undressed. He shook his head before he looked around the room. It was a nerds hideout, computers and desks and tools and bits of metal. Her room was the room Kei always wanted just without the computers. Building little bits of technology and scrap, Kei remembered the days he got to do that without even having to think about it.

"I need your assistance. I've heard stories that you're an amazing computer genius"