Dropping By for some Tea

[Darron Wraith]

The pair had left “Darron” as he had been told to call himself alone for a while, and he had enjoyed the silence. Even the visions that had followed him for most of the morning had left him alone while he had gone over the inventory of items he had. Metal and flesh moved over the tattered garments with machine-like precision. Shrapnel littered the vest that he had typicall worn, and the armorweave below had been ripped to shreds. A faint frown, if he knew what that was, had formed across his face. Echoes of a hard breath exiting his lips could be heard as he threw his former clothes into a garbage can. “I’ve had those for…?”

A question formed, and he really didn’t know the answer. How long have I had those? Cool fingers stroked his stubbled chin for a moment, and he bit the inside of his mouth in deep contemplation. “Don’t worry brother. You will never know who ordered you around and what exactly you were doing.” Every muscle in the assassin’s body moved and tensed as he turned to face this new man. A wiggling sound filled his ears as the container holding his lightsaber began to shake, only a second away from his waiting hand. “Who are you?” Senses pushed forward, but there was no life from the man before him. “I’m simply your brother Darron.” Their resemblance was uncanny, although he wasn’t as old or charming as the man before him. “You don’t need to be so worried about your memories, and be more concerned about everything that’s going to happen because of what you did?”

“What do you mean?” His voice was weak, a bit of worry showing through his aggression. The apparition faded as it spoke one last time.

“Actions have consequences, and once they learn your name you will see that…”

An hour later..​

Drying his freshly shaved face, he pulled his long hair back into a ponytail. His body free from the dirt and medical cleaners, he finally felt like a new man. The plain khaki trousers and white shirt he wore also helped him feel a little detached from the night before. Bruises still covered his neck and torso, and his arms were littered with either dings or scratches depending on the surface. Darron’s latest vision had left him shaken, but it had illuminated path for him as he wandered down back to the pair below while putting some shoes on. Carefully rejoining Orick and Anstasia, he knocked on the side of the door frame as he entered the room.

“Thank you for letting me shower, I think we may need to go find my ship or else we are going to leave ourselves open to danger.” Darron entered and carefully met their eyes, “or rather I will be and you by proxy.”

@Orick T’ane [member="Anastasia Rade"]

 

[Orick T'ane]

The calm inside of the shop was almost comical compared to the destruction both in the office and outside.Droids had finished disposing of bodies and they moved with silent precision as they swept up debris and washed away blood. Orick and Ana had remained inside the building while their guest was using the on hand facilities to get himself situated.

"I'm glad you came in when you did, I couldn't have helped him like you did." He sighed as he ran a hand through his loose long hair. " He was just there. One moment it was a typical gang shakedown, which I was prepared for, and the next, he is dropping from the shadows, plowing through the gang like it was a training excersize. I'm good, but this guy is incredible. He took the whole gang apart. And then he just stopped, like he was in a trance or something." He shook his head a slight frown on his face. " I'm not even sure how he survived that explosion. I finished off the last of the gang and once I knew he was still alive... well I couldn't just let him die out there."

His train of thought was derailed as Darron walked back in. The man looked much better, clean clothes and a shower had that effect on people. He smiled as the guest joined the conversation and then he frowned again. with a nod he turned to Ana, " I think I'll go with Darron to his ship, if anything happens it'll be better to have someone to call if things go south.. The Ranger is fueled up and ready to go, if something happens, no matter what it is, get to the ship and get somewhere safe." He didn't wait for her to argue with him, he knew that she would hate the idea, but it was better to have less people implicated if something happened. She knew plenty of people that could be called upon and or hired to help if things went south.

[member="Darron Wraith"] | [member="Anastasia Rade"]

 

[Anastasia Rade]

She didn't know what to make of the situation, it was a weird one indeed. Ana was glad that he had helped Orick but at the same time she couldn't help but also be wary of him. It was just in Ana's nature to be that way nothing wrong with Darron for the moment as she could see. She tended to be kind to others unless they provided a reason to her not to be so despite any reservations Ana would help him. The woman did want to know more about this mystery man for sure.

Despite what others may think of her husband he was a good man. He was always there to lend a hand to those whom needed it and he liked helping others. His smuggling only consisted of things that would help others like the time he took TU supplies to a devastated village. It was one of his many qualities that she loved about him.

"I'm just glad your both ok." She lightly smiled as he finished. Ana wasn't a fan of this part of town as people were always trying to rob them or worse. She knew Orick could take care of himself but that didn't mean she wasn't going to still worry about him. Before she could say anything else Darron walked back in.

"I guess, I can man the shop while your gone." Ana sighed knowing it was quite useless to fight with him on coming along. He wanted the two of them to go alone and he also had a point. If something did go terribly wrong Ana would be able to come in as backup.

[member="Darron Wraith"] [member="Orick T'ane"]