A Wider Galaxy

[Ferrin Los]

Location: Iridonia

"Get off my ship! Blasted vagabond." A short Zabrak pilot shouted with an angered buzz hovering beneath his words. Without fear of reprisal, he pushed the Togorian forward and toward the slopped metal ramp that served as a temporary connection to the world.

"Fine! Fine! I'm going old man, I hope you're happy with yourself. Throwing a helpless refugee in the dirt!"

"You promised payment!"

"I fixed your life support!"

"That's not payment! Now get! Get!"

Ferrin tugged his lips into a low, menacing snarl at his former compatriot. Anger briefly began to flush through his thoughts and he could feel his choler rise like bile in his throat. The large togorian stared at the zabrak for several seconds before shaking his head. "Fine."

Reaching down, he pulled his small travel-pack off the ground and over one shoulder. He passed through the spaceport with relative speed until coming to the exit which linked with a small market. A custom's official approached him, speaking with utter demand.

"Identification and fees." The armed female zabrak pressed him.

"I don't have... well... those." Ferrin replied with a hint of shame in his voice.

"Get back on your transport." She replied with haste and began to push him by his forearm.

Ears splaying, he stood defiant and pulled his muzzle into a worried grimace. "I don't have one!"

"Do I look like I care, big guy? Go or you're under arrest for smuggling."

[member="Jairdain"] Ismet

 

[Jairdain Ismet-Thio]

Jairdain had been granted the gift of being a visionary. She knew she needed to go to town and there would be somebody there that needed her help. What help that was, she didn't know. Following both the Force and her intuition, Jairdain walked through the town. She was a familiar face here now and the various people would catch her attention to converse for a few moments or to give her a gift for her help. Some even helped her and asked how her little farm was faring. Answering and chatting with them, the Force nudged her again. Making an excuse that she was needed elsewhere, Jairdain moved on.

Following the trail of the Force, it lead her to the spaceport. However, she knew she wouldn't be leaving the planet. What was going on? Facing the entrance, the knight would look around with sightless and unfocused violet eyes. It wasn't her eyes she was looking with, but the Force. Her reason for being here was in front of her. Shrugging her shoulders, she went to enter and quickly figured out what was going on.

There was a man that was getting detained by the security officer who threatened to arrest him for smuggling. Walking over to her, Jairdain would tap her on the shoulder. Giving her a look, the woman nodded and waved Ferrin through.

"If she vouches for you, you have your freedom. However, you stir up any problems and I'll find you myself."

Taking her hand from the​ guard's shoulder, she turned to face Ferrin.

"I am Jairdain Ismet. Please come with me. Samick, gave you your warning."

Almost not waiting to see if he followed, the knight would turn around and start walking away.

[member="Ferrin Los"]

 

[Ferrin Los]

Ferrin, in all honesty, had no idea what in the name of the Unifying Force what just happened. Some raven-locked, twisty haired, stormy-eyed woman exchanged words with the Customs Officer and suddenly he was free. It took him several seconds to process what to do with himself. He turned to the Officer, who raised a brow, smiled and then darted after his new friend.

"Thank you for that, I-well-I'm Ferrin from Togoria. And you?" Relying on his voice, Jair would likely be able to determine his age and at least the fact he wasn't human. It was a low and sonorous sound that vibrated lightly in the air with it's bass tone before him.

Slinging his bag onto both arms. He gave her a wry grin, toothy fangs on display, despite the fact that she was unable to see such. "So. Uuuuh... This is an embarassing question... Where am I, exactly? He kicked me off without saying."

[member="Jairdain"]

 

[Jairdain Ismet-Thio]

Her steps were intentionally slowed to allow Ferrin to follow her. When he caught up, introduced him and where he was from. Not a place Jairdain had heard of, but would learn that from him when she could ask about it.

"Jairdain Ismet and my home was Eraton, but it is gone now. I highly doubt you ever heard of it as nobody has previously."

A calm voice, but secure in her position here. If he could pick up on emotions or the fact she could use the Force, he would know how she felt and that she was a Force user. He asked where they were and Jairdain stopped to turn around.
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"This planet is Iridonia. Filled mostly with zabraks, a few humans such as myself and some Dathomiri."

There was no sound of sympathy in her voice, but instead one of understanding. There was something different about him. Time would make it clear to her what that was and didn't ask.

[member="Ferrin Los"]

 

[Ferrin Los]

"Iridonia?" The Togorian pauses and flicks his ears side-to-side. The village was a cacophony of noise, a myriad of sights, and a unknowable mixture of scents. He'd never seen a settlement this large and never seen a place where three different species blended together for their common god. It was a utopian paradise to him and it was just a small town on the edge of Mid-Rim. "Never heard of it."

Turning towards her, he bows his head in a gesture of respect. "Thank you for your help. You're a... well... Jedi, I hope? I'm not good at this sense thing." Another one of his signature grins crawled across his broad feline muzzle. "I was raised by Master Jir'aal on Togoria. Have you heard of him?"

It was then that the breadth of the galaxy struck him. It was very unlikely that she had heard of him, considering she'd never heard of Togoria and he'd never heard of her home. There were dozens upon dozens of systems that lay in an ever-changing dance of politics and wars.

[member="Jairdain"]

 

[Jairdain Ismet-Thio]

The reason she had her home here was two fold. First, her enemy was king of Iridonia, yet she lived here and he didn't know. Her other reason was this gave her a chance to get away and escape for a time. When she needed to return to the Jedi, Jairdain would know and go where the Force led her.

"My home, I'm not surprised. Your question is a bit difficult to answer, however, I give you my word you'll come to no harm by my hand while you are here."

It was obvious to her Ferrin didn't have a place to stay.

"You're welcome though. A time will come for you to make a decision on giving aid like I have for you today."

The blessing or curse of​ being a prophet, Jairdain knew a situation would come to pass for him in his future. When he asked if she had heard of his master, she shook her head.

"My time with the Jedi has been quite odd. You ask if I am Jedi and I will tell you no. However, I work with them. I just can't follow their code any longer. Something to talk about when we're not walking down the street of town..

She wasn't trying to evade answering him, but hoped he would understand why she didn't want to speak of it in the open.

[member="Ferrin Los"]