Abandoned on Dorin

[StoneGlory]

Trapped under the rubble of his father's wrecked starship, The Instigator, Evan Kenner struggles to breathe on the dusty world as he calls out with the force for help.

"Help me...I am in pain...save me..."

The cry is quiet and nearly lifeless. Only the most connected to the Force would be able to hear...

 

[Aleksandyr Gaillard]

Scratch, Scratch, Scratch.

The Mad pirate's hand was clawing through his blonde hair.

"Told you that you shouldn't 'ave bought shampoo from a Hutt." One of his crewman snorted.

Klay's eyes narrowed at the remark but he didn't waste his breath. Their modified corvette, the Rusty Lizard was doing a routine over the small backwater world off route of their hyperlane. A ping came up on the starship's sensors.

"Sir! We've detected --- Uh. A ship! And it's downed."

"Well, you heard her boys! Let's get down there before the damn vultures come again." The pirate ordered his starship to dive to the surface below where it eventually landed only a few meters from the crash site along a rather flat piece of land. Exiting the starship with only a small escort of two bodyguards he found himself catch something in the corner of his eye. His head tilted to the sight of an injured Chiss who was clearly pinned under the debris of the starship. "Help me lift this," he rushed to the boy.

The mad pirate had a soft spot for youths; something his crew never really understood. Unfortunately the pirate was not force-sensitive so there's no telling how long it had been since the boy called out for help.

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[StoneGlory]

Evan opened his red eyes and looked up at the three, immediately feeling his heart sink. "More pirates...why is it always pirates..." he thought. He was, however, not in the mood to choose who would save him, so he nodded as if asking for them to help him out of the rubble.

"I...it hurts..." he murmured. His blue skin was bruised in many areas. There was blood all over the rubble where dozens of other crew members had been crushed further inside. Even a stray arm was hanging out of the rubble next to Evan, and it's middle finger was bent in the wrong direction. Evan looked like he was about to be sick all over the pirate's boots.

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[Aleksandyr Gaillard]

The pirates helped lift the rubble as Klay himself dragged the boy out from under. Quickly; one of the two escorts rushed over to his side and began examining him in the way a medical doctor would.

Klay stood just in front of him, the pirate's eyes scanned the scenery for signs of life but it seemed unlikely that any others survived. "Oh well," he thought to himself. At the very least this boy could be useful to them on their way to -- well, wherever they'll drop him off. Having a helping hand is nice but on second-thought, a cripple wouldn't really be all that useful.

"Get back to the ship, I want half the crew scanning the area for survivors... Some might've ran off to get help or; I don't know, whatever it is people do in a crash." Surprisingly enough, this is actually the first scenario where a crashed ship had survivors. Scavengers, scrappers, and salvagers tend to get ther first -- people the mad pirate referred to collectively as 'vultures.' If any did come around it would surely turn into a firefight.

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Evan winced, trying to sit up. He could barely feel his legs and from his point of view, it looked like his clothes were stained with lots of blood. He laid his head back and closed his eyes, trying to imagine himself being rescued by someone that isn't pirates.

From the other side of the wreckage, four ragged-looking kel dor men with blasters emerge and stare at the other three with the child. The one in the middle stared at Klay, putting a hand on his hip and whipping out a blaster.

"What's this? Humans on Dorin? How's the air taste?" he asked with a metallic voice.​

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[Aleksandyr Gaillard]

Feth. Klay huffed through his breath mask, quick-drawing one of his two blasters and firing from the hip; hopefully before the Kel Dor could react.

One of the escorts had already rushed back to the starship in an effort to rally the crew whilst the other stayed behind to examine the boy. As the blaster shot fired, however, he stopped examining him and instead attempted to pick him up and rush for cover.

Before the pirate could see his fine work; Klay too rushed back -- diving behind a piece of metallic starship rubble.

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The middle, hooded kel dor scavenger fell back, a hole appearing in his chest. The other three raised their rifles and ducked behind cover, two in the rubble and one behind what appeared to be a tree at one point. They took turns firing off at the others, orange blaster streaks flying over the pirates' heads.

After a moment, the scavenger behind the tree husk started unloading an entire magazine of blaster bolts into Klay's cover as another scavenger started pulling the motionless body of the hooded scavenger behind cover.

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[Aleksandyr Gaillard]

Another firefight? Bleh.

Klay fired blindly; only the barrel of his pistol peered out from cover. Kel Dor's barrage had finished, he immediately rushed back to another defensive position. At this point several more pirates emerged from the corvette and began taking positions. Blaster bolts found their way towards the position of enemy cover and suddenly a frag grenade was thrown in that direction too by one of the pirates.

*BANG*

A cloud of dust emerged from the geyser of dirt.

The medic in Klay's pirate party had once again begun to treat the boy.

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"There's a lot now...do it!" One of the scavengers yelled. After a few more moments, a thermal detonator flew over the scavengers' cover and soared over in an arc toward the pirates' ship.

As the medic treated Evan's wounds, the young lad looked up at him and mustered a faint "Th-thank you..." before he closed his eyes.

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[Aleksandyr Gaillard]

The sudden toss of a thermal detonator was bad... Worse is that about three of his crew died in the blast, and another two were wounded baldy. The other four that were outside with him began to drag those they could back to the ship. The medic himself went to bring the Chiss with whilst Klay and one other gave cover fire and slowly retreated.

A faint ringing lingered in his ear from the blast. Damn vultures.

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[StoneGlory]

The kel dor scavengers sounded like they were either laughing, celebrating, or both as one seemed to fire his blaster into the air, one at the hull of the pirate vessel, and the last one already starting to dig through the remains of the once prideful vessel of Vycho Kenner.

Meanwhile, unconscious Evan Kenner was taken aboard by the medic, his clothes stained with blood and his skin covered with bruises and cuts, but alive nonetheless.

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[Aleksandyr Gaillard]

The Pirate climbed aboard his corvette, the airlock shut behind him and the engines fired up.

"Shall we, Captain?"

Klay snickered; the vultures were foolish to claim victory so easily -- they may have lost the wreckage but he wasn't going to just leave them to be on their merry way.

"Yup."

With the order given, the corvette turned its main guns towards the wreckage and opened fire. A volley of lasers smashed into the genera area like an artillery bombardment. Without a second thought to what damage they've created, the Rusty Lizard began to ascend. Once the group exited the atmosphere, Klay found himself at the side of their latest guest.

"He's stable but that crash did some damage." The medical doctor turned his head to the Captain.

Nodding, "What's your name, kid?"

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[Evan Kenner]

As the guns pointed at the scavengers beside the wreckage, their eyes widened.

"Blast it all..." one mumbled as the wreckage, and their bodies, were blown to bits. A little bit of blood probably landed on the bottom of the Rusty Lizard.

Inside, Evan sighed and ran a hand through his hair, vision blurry and head aching after waking up from unconsciousness. He looked around and then to Klay as he asked his question.

Evan scratched his head and paused, as if he'd forgotten. Obviously, he didn't. It was practically all he had left. "Uh...Evan Kenner...sir...thank you for coming to my aid. He coughed, feeling a bit of dust come up and taking a deep breath, relieved to be able to breathe a full breath of breatheable air. "How...how did you not suffocate down there...?"

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[Aleksandyr Gaillard]

"I wore a breather: Besides, humans can survive in some Type III atmospheres for a short duration." He was curious as to who this boy was. "What is a Chiss doing out this far?" He asked curiously, perhaps it didn't matter but this was quite far from the Ascendancy.

Thinking on the matter briefly, Klay let out a sharp sigh before turning back to the viewport and stared out at the planet. "Where's your destination?" He spoke plainly, "I hope you don't mind doing some menial tasks on the ship as payment."

"Sir, I don't think he's really in the condition to be --" The doctor was cut off.

"Nonsense! Working off an injury is better than lying around; besides he'll probably get bored of this ship if not for something to do."

The doctor didn't protest.

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[Evan Kenner]

Evan groaned and winced and he sat up on the table and turned to face the others, letting his bruised legs hang over the edge. He scratched the back of his head, his greasy blue-black hair falling over his ears and nearly to his shoulders, as he replied hesitantly, "Well...i've been travelling around the galaxy with my dad for...as long as I can remember, really. He's one of those...well, spacer-types, who just runs around doing whatever kind of work he can find on his travels. Unfo-" he stopped for a second to cough and wheeze for a moment, then resumed.

"Unfortunately, a lot of the work he found was...not legal. He ended up being labelled a lot of things that got him attention from the Republic. Outlaw, pirate, mercenary. Mostly pirate, i'd say..." his voice trailed off, then he shook his head and looked back up, Anyways...there was finally a mutiny aboard the ship. My dad had gotten very...abusive and...cruel as of late. To me and his crew. So they...tried to kill each other. Crashed the ship in the process. Here I am.

"I don't really...have a destination. Uhm...just anywhere in civilization. No offense, sir, b-but i'd rather not run with pirates again...uhm...you people are pirates, right?" Somewhere in Evan's gut, he knew they were something like pirates. What was it? How did he know? Is it the same feeling he sleeps to? The same one that allows him to feel this beacon-like phenomenon far off in the galaxy? To use this phenomenon to call for help?

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[Aleksandyr Gaillard]

Well then... That's a lot of words from a kid.

"I prefer the term High-risk Trader. Piracy is subjective." He retorted; jokingly of course. Did that confirm he was indeed a pirate? Well, let's just say that Klay wasn't someone who cared too much of what others thought. That might be bad but it's just a kid... What's the worst that could happen?

Turning himself back to the Chiss, "We're making a run for Bastion... Haven't been there in 6 years actually but what could've changed?" He shrugged.

In the right moment the Rusty Lizard jumped to hyperspace en route towards the Braxant Sector where Bastion made its home. The fortress world of Bastion was once capital to the Fel Imperium, then briefly found its way into the hands of Mandalorians until finally The Primeval. He knew little of this but no one has sent an alarm as to whether or not Bastion was undergoing some kind of crisis.

"I'm sure there you can meet up with someone."

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[Evan Kenner]

Evan nodded,"Sounds good..." his voice trailed off again.

"What was Bastion like six years ago? Is it Republic space? How long will it take?" he asked, not noticing the eagerness in his constant rain of questions.

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[Evan Kenner]

((Bump?))

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[Aleksandyr Gaillard]

"It was Mandalorian Space but... During the disappearances six years ago; these could've changed." Truly, he had no idea what the state of Bastion was but the eastern fringes is where he began.

The starship was still en route through hyperspace, streaks of blue and white flooded by.

"Well, we should be there soon."

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[Evan Kenner]

Evan nodded, "Thank you again, I really appreciate it."

He attempted to stand, but doubled over and felt his legs give out under him.

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