Private I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

[Domina Prime]

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Core Worlds, Coruscant, Near Jedi Temple

Valery Noble​

"Every time, every single time without fail. I swear i don't even know why i'm programmed to put up with this bantha poodoo she will never change! Irresponsible, unfocused! Undisciplined, completely out of her mi-"

"Oh look whats that!? The heck is this? The feth is that!? Oh happy days the city worlds are so colorful!" A voice shrieked childishly with giddy whimsy and delight. A blur of tendrils zipping by the tiny, hovering droid and causing the poor thing to flutter heavily off course.

"W-wait! no! I said NO! WAIT FOR ME!" The insistent nagging hissed into the air like some kind of venomous snake. The nervous little droid floating about the hustling and bustling cityplanet of Coruscant, the thrill seeking child of manda hundreds of feet from the nearest ground surface as the strange creature moved about her environment with an almost child-like curiosity. The small, slow droid attempting to follow after the hyperactive xeno and catch up as any moving object or shiny thing caught the xenos eye and drew her towards it like moth to a flame, making her incredibly difficult to track and keep up with. "DIMAAAAAAAAAA!" The droid shouted while flying after her.

In X9s pursuit the hovercraft that went through their skypaths ended up brushing past the droid, knocking it to the side and causing the droid incredible distress as it tried to stabilize its thrusters and regain its composure after being rattled around like a pingball between several different craft. The droid froze in place from the sudden, dizzying disturbance. Sitting there quietly for a long moment to figure out where she had vanished off to this time, losing sight of her after being battered about before drifting ahead once again. "Good grief, I hate when Dima does this!" The droid mumbled in irritation.

"X9 hates when Dima does what!" A voice blurted out from above. The muffled scuttling of talons and tendrils carrying the foundling down abruptly right in front of the droid as it bumped right into Dimas chestplate only to bounce away. "Dima likes this world, everything is so tall! Perfect for climbing yes? It's so stimulating!" She chittered in delight as the bubbly glee of her shenanigans blinded her to the dangers of what they were doing.

The droid X9 snapped back quickly. "Oh dear me! Don't just jump out like that!" X9 complained before circling around Dima. "And i told you we can't be here doing this! You are a GUEST you have to BEHAVE remember? That talk we had? The law around here won't just let you swing about the city making a bunch of messes with your webbing and such!" X9 explained angrily. "And here YOU ARE, messing with their traffic lighting system because they are 'pretty', climbing all over the sides of the buildings ON THE WINDOWS like have you considered how many people have probably called law enforcement with complaints of a 'weird spider thing' scuttling all over the city!? What do you think they are gonna do when they come here and find you being...weird?" She sitter droid asked, making Dima frown and stare as those many azure eyes flicked and twisted in visible confusion.

"But...thats not fair. Dima is not hurting anyone, dima hasn't clawed or hurt anyone today~" She echoed, crestfallen as those tall ears folded downward. "Dima is just stretching her legs its crowded on the ground levels! Dima likes it up here~" She hissed, becoming incredibly upset as her teeth chittered and Dima suddenly using her tendrils to slowly pull herself along a narrow gap between two buildings, latching onto their surfaces while stomping around from structure to structure, whatever her tendrils could reach or web themselves to. "Bah! Dima is not afraid of whoever this "law" is, Dima is stronger, faster and smarter than 'law' and if they come for Dima Dima will eat him and they will just have to deal with it because thats just how it is!" She quipped with a hint of sass, the droid shaking its nonexistent head and practically losing its circuits trying to corral the xeno into good decision making.

"Dima, Dima NO! What would The Quartermaster and all your cousins, all your 'Vod' think if you got into a conflict on Coruscant with our allies, hmmmmmm?" The droid tried, attempting to dissuade her.

Dima paused and bit her lip nervously. "Cousins won't be mad at Dima, right?" Dima suddenly blurted out, a look of fear and bashfulness taking on Dimas body language as she began parting and straightening her hair as if The Quartermaster were going to walk around the corner at any moment.

The droid inwardly grinned.

"Oh yes! Absolutely, and imagine when they tell Quartermaster? Oh and Gwyneira? Now what will your friend think, i'm sure with her business ventures she'd be really embarrassed if you made the enclave look bad, oh i don't even know what they'd do." The droid pushed, even going further and causing Dima's inner glow to fluctuate and flicker in distress.

"No! Dima is sweet like sugar and honey! Dima swears! Don't tell cousins and Quarter-lady!" Dima cried, her four arms snatching the droid and shaking it violently as panic began to settle in and paranoia swelled.

X9 hymned lowly. "Well i dunno. I an programmed to tell them what your up to when your out here. BUT...we leave before any damage is done...i might somehow lose the memory files~" X9 proposed, Dima nodding and slowly letting go of X9.

However, in that exact moment, as if divine intervention from the gods themselves there was a massive, incredibly loud booming sound that filled the air, black smoke clouding into the sky as a large transport shuttle swirled and twisted dramatically through the air while coming down through the city.

Immediately Dimas eyes shifted and her pupils narrowed, like a cat focused on a laser the crashing ship was pursued by two smaller vehicles with mysterious figures chasing the damaged vessel.

"Woah, woah no, NO! Focus, Dima FOCUS! Whatever it is it's got nothing to do with us, we need to get ba- wait DIMA NO!" The droid exclaimed, as Dima suddenly just vanished into the cityscape, her tendrils spitting long ropes of silk from surface to surface and traversing the city with perfect efficiency to bring herself right upon the scene.

"DIMA JUST WANT'S TO LOOK!"

The droid floated there, alone, all over again and just sighed deeply. "We're going to prison tonight i'm sure of it~"

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[Valery Noble]

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Location: Coruscant

"Come again?"

Valery looked at the Jedi Knight who had entered the Council Chambers with clear surprise in her eyes. In a single report, the Knight talked about a creature moving between buildings like a spider, and a ship crashing on the surface all at once. Was this one of those days where she wasn't going to sleep at all? Valery wasn't quite sure yet, but she knew one thing — it was best if she took care of this herself.

"Nevermind, I'll go take a look. Please get a speeder ready," Valery requested with a kind smile before she left the chambers to prepare herself. The chance she'd need her lightsabers was small, but she wasn't going to leave without them. So after retrieving those, she got to her speeder and joined the rather busy Coruscant traffic to head in the direction of the crashing ship. According to her latest reports, the spider-like being had also been moving there, so at least she'd be able to tackle both situations at the same time.

Unlike others, she also had the clearance to bypass law enforcement, so after clearing away from the busy rows of speeders, Valery entered the zone that they were keeping people out of until the situation was resolved. Her first target was going to be the strange alien who was moving along the buildings, and then it was time to deal with the crash.

She was on a direct intercept course now.

Domina Prime ​

 

[Domina Prime]

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Core Worlds, Coruscant, Near Jedi Temple

Valery Noble​

Peace and silence, tranquility and calmness felt almost like an allergic reaction to the restless, ever so active little beast. The quiet stillness of things tended to makes her bones itch with an intensity so potent it drove the xeno mad, her mind constantly shifting twisting and shimmering from moment to moment, her interest piqued by every other thing those azure optics could capture within their frames. But in this moment, in the wild thrill of chaos there was a steadiness in her muscles as each eye went from being distracted from the shiniest light to measuring distance and the surrounding obstacles as those tendrils spat a strange, cerulean silk from its talons to travel across massive gaps between the next structure she could latch onto. Using the momentum of the swing combined with the weight of her armor to utilize her internal organs designed almost like anti-gravity fields within her scales, letting her easily swish and dodge past incoming traffic and obstacles as they passed her by, moving faster and faster with near perfect efficiency as she leapt and dived over massive overpasses and even landed onto someones vehicular craft temporarily just to use those powerful, alien legs to propel herself up towards the hurdling, burning ship with its tail end engulfed in flames and losing altitude rapidly.

"DIMA! DO SOMETHING! IT'S GOING TO CRASH INTO THE STATION!" X9 enabled the comms in her helm after Dima had traveled to far away from them. "I did analysis of its trajectory! If it keeps going at that speed while losing that altitude it's gonna land on top of the transit station! I know i said this isn't our problem but it is now if anything happens to the civilians you'll be blamed!" X9 informed, knowing fully well that by now Dima had been noticed to be 'involved' with the scene.

"Bah, the mice are not Dimas responsibility! This one is busy! Tell the 'Law' to do it!" Dima quipped back nonchalantly, clearly far to focused and delighted in whatever was unfolding to even think such things through. Which, in the end, was why X9 was even around. He knew this whole incident, depending on how bad it went down could implicate her and further her people, which, in all of X9's complaining was all he really had to say, and the droid realized it at the right moment as Dima latched onto the bottom of the falling ship and extended that long, sharp crystal blade from its tendril, seeking to carve into the vessel and powerfully stabbing directly through the metal hull of the ships bottom.

"They aren't here! It's just you! OH COME ON DIMA WHAT WOULD AN HONORABLE MANDALORIAN DO?" X9 pried, trying to appeal to the alien mandos strange sensibilities which, as Dima paused and froze on the bottom of the ship made X9 think that maybe, maybe he had gotten through.

"Honorable? Will 'The Allfathers be sour with Dima if she is without the 'honor'?" She whined, quickly withdrawing her tendrils crystal bone blade from the ship and biting her lip from beneath her helmet. The idea of being dishonored in the eyes of the gods causing the mysterious creature to hesitate. Something that was rarely ever evoked in the instinct driven beast. The idea that the deities from her storybooks, Arasuum, Kad Ha'rangir, Hod Ha'ran that she'd be shamed before them. All the spirits of manda were watching her and she wasn't doing the honorable thing!

"I don't know but i know a honorable mandalorian would try to protect their allies right!" X9 egged her, poking at the key points of teachings from the mandalorian code that would have the highest likelihood of convincing her to do the right thing.

"Grrrrraaaah! FINE!" Dima shouted in clear frustration, those tendrils would latch onto the side of the ship and flick the mandalorian from the bottom of the ship around the side and up onto the very top, her feet landing on the surface and suddenly hopping back up so she was almost levitating directly above the hailing fireball as Dimas tendrils began to lash out in a flurry of motion faster than the human eye could track. It was both strange and beautiful almost, thick, wide nets of silk being spat at each building on the sides of them to attach the webbing firmly to the solid, metal frame foundations of the buildings and massive mega-structures all around them as they neared closer and closer to the transit station.

Each tendril shot at least twelve threads a second, expending most of Dimas natural reserves as the silk created a massive safety grip as the other two lower tendrils were utilized the same way, but attaching its silk threads to the top of the ship, its wings, and the middle of the roof while attacking them to the threads that were attached to the buildings. The alien limbs moving amazingly quickly to preform this intense and stressful task as suddenly the silk was stretched and stretched further and further, the tensile strength of that alien silk a marvel to behold as it not only held under immese pressure s the ship steadily slowed and jolted about with the webs fighting to keep it restrained. The silk itself never even failed, the sides of the buildings however...

Well, needless to say a couple of them had the metal shelling that covered the building completely and utterly SHREDDED from the side and peeled off the side of the building only to be dragged with the silk and dangle down into the air dangerously, the very first threads she had spun now pulling and yanking rather hard at the buildings that now supported this bullet of a vessel speeding through the city at a high velocity.

"Oh no, ohhhhh, d-dima can fix it!" She exclaimed nervously, running across the top of the ship and jumping off the front nose and using those tendrils to begin another similar process, but this time as the threads pulled and restrained the crashing ship like ventriloquist strings holding up a puppet. From the underside however Dima processed more silk through her bodies core, this time internally spinning it into a large spanning net-like shape and all four tendrils aiming ahead and just erupting like volcano and spreading the azure silk across evenly from the upper left, bottom left, upper right and bottom right, attacking the sides to whatever stable surface there was left and letting the entire space in the middle be dedicated butterfly netting. Once the nets were placed, Dimas tendrils latched back onto the ship as she rode it directly into the net, the extra stopping power and support finally halting the sheer momentum of the vessel as the silk held strong in testament to the creatures evolved biology.

The ship groaned and squealed, some of the ship being peeled away by the silk atop it as well as the display above the transit station was a baffling spectacle to the civilians of the city. If they looked up, they would see a bizarre, massive lines of glowing blue silk sticking to the buildings all around them, holding a slightly on fire ship just dangling passively in the air between buildings with traffic holding up and Dima just scuttling along its surface happily while giddily chittering in delight.

"Dima did it! Dima did it! Oh Allfathers smile on this one! They must be happy Dima did the right thing yes? Dima is so smart look! Dima stopped it she really did! Dima is mighty and strong just like champions of Manda~" She purred happily, practically standing on top of the ship as it dangled there and jumping up and down in her heavy armor like some kind of childish beast.

"Uhhhhhh. Welllllllll~" X9 looked behind him, where the path of the crashing ship had taken only to see smog filled air, broke and destroyed traffic systems and lights, at least six separate buildings on both sides with their sides completely peeled away, and not to mention the very, very angry traffic which was completely disturbed by all the commotion. "All things considered...it could of gone a lot worse. What is that stuff made of?" X9 wondered, just looking around in complete awe at how the strange silk covered nearly everything around the scene, making it hard to even navigate or look at. Literally as if a giant spider had spun its home right in the middle of the city and the ship was its prey.

A fitting metaphor for Dima, considering her very nature. However, the moment was short lived, as the previous perusing ship had finally caught up to the scene after losing the ship in all the smoke and commotion, its sights set on the strange Creature as its cannons took aim.

"Too slow!" Dima shouted, her tendrils taking aim and blasting hefty silk at the two weapons on the front, covering the barrels and and causing the blasters that went off to completely destroy its own weapons systems as Dima licked her lips hungrily, leaping from the ship she had prevented from crashing just to land on the other that had shot it down. "Did you think Dima forgot about you!? LET DIMA SEE YOU LITTLE MOUSE! DIMA DEMANDS THE HONOR OF PROPER COMBAT!" She hissed, a tendril the stomping onto the front glass of the ship, talons squeezing into the glass to form grip before the muscles in those tendrils flexed, peeling the glass straight out the metal frame, tossing it aside and using that tendril to grab ahold of the controls, forcibly ripping them and wrestling them from the grip of the pilot as the ship just leaned forward and flew straight into the massive collection of silk threads that had trapped the first ship, only to be joined by the other as Dima steered it directly into the strongest, steadiest webs that were still attached, the sheer weight only further stretching the material, still failing to snap or fail even with the added weight and pressure. Once the ship was stuck in the spiders web Dimas tendrils let go of the controls and snatched the pilot out of the seat, hoisting them into the air and savagely throwing them onto the top of the train station with an incredibly brutal CRASH!, the tendril, right after the pilot hit stomped into his chest with incredible power. "Silly mouse, thinking you could face Dima~" She cooed, like a cat playing with its food as they squirmed.

And with the burning flash of VVVWWWWWSSHHHHHH! a burning, crimson blade erupted, lashing out at the tendril that held him down in place. Almost certainly expecting to cleave through the strange lifeforms anatomy, only for the heat of the blade to sizzle and merely scorch the hard, strange scales of the lifeform. Dimas tendril ignoring the heat and another lashing out to snatch its blade arm, stomping onto his hand and locking the blade into place against the ground. "Ahhh, a godling? Of course, only your kind would be so bold~" She hissed, the individual, who Dima was unsure he was affiliated squirmed and roared angrily. "Allfathers will smile upon dima for putting you down~" She teased, a tail leaning in and stabbing into the force sensitives leg, injecting dose after heavy dose of venom directly into his warm veins. "And you will perish to Dimas claws, without the touch of your gods power." She growled as he squirmed in her grip.

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[Valery Noble]

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Location: Coruscant

From afar, Valery could see all of it unfold rather clearly — from the ship coming down towards the station as a huge fireball surrounded by smoke and debris, to the strange creature using some type of web to slow it down and prevent what would have otherwise been a disastrous impact. Sure, it had caused damage to some surrounding buildings, but the lives that could have been lost by a full impact were so much beyond that. Either way, the intentions had clearly been to stop the ship and save as many lives as possible.

So whoever this alien was, Valery felt an even stronger desire to meet them.

But it wasn't all that happened — a second ship approached and made a rather aggressive move, only for its weapons to be webbed up as well. A fight seemed to follow rather quickly, and without any doubt, Valery could feel the darkness from their presence echoing through the Force.

Sith on Coruscant? Or perhaps just fallen Jedi who didn't subscribe to any order. It didn't matter too much. All that mattered was that they were not allowed to cause any issues on the GA's capital world, so as fast as Valery could fly this speeder, she closed the distance and prepared herself. Only when she was right above them, she jumped out of the pilot seat and used the Force to cushion her fall only a few meters away from Dima and the figure she had pinned down against the ground.

"I'm Jedi Master Valery Noble," she began, quite confident that her entrance had drawn some attention. "I'd like to know what's going on here," she requested with a calm and polite tone, but her body language and fierce eyes probably showed she was capable of being a lot less kind as well.

Domina Prime ​

 

[Domina Prime]

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Core Worlds, Coruscant, Near Jedi Temple

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There was a terrible, nagging itch in the core of the xenos bones as the godling squirmed and writhed in her grip. Those clumsy human legs kicking and failing as the mysterious lifeforms long, serpent-like tail slithered against his ankles and progressively began to coil around her preys leg up towards the knee. Keeping the lower half still as Dima lifted a leg and pulled a tendril from the mans chest only for it to be replaced by Dimas hefty, alien foot equipped with sharp, hooked talons slamming square into his chest cavity and slamming him through the sheeted metal surface.

"To think your kind are so feared~" The Mandalorian Xeno uttered in sheer bewilderment as her many eyes looked over the struggling boy as her tail suddenly twisted to the side, the humanoids leg becoming mangled and snapping in several places. His knee caved inward and the shin bone completely snapped in half at a right angle, bones sticking through his flesh as the coiling tail grew tighter. "Just meat and frail bones." Dima hissed, knowing it was these kind who had sought dimas destruction since her very birth. She remembered the hymn of their god in her ears once upon a time, felt the souring, burning energies that some attempted to brand into her lifeblood.

But her evolution would not stand for such tampering, and in Dimas defense her very genetics deemed their god as a threat to her survival. A force sensitives very blood was blessed, divine, it was the only way Dima could see it, the only rationalization she could make. It was how the young alien perceived their existence. As those twisted and warped by the influence and power of a higher being, given power beyond imagination.

And here one was...squirming and squealing like a rat in a trap. The mans body convulsing as the Xeno went on for several minutes just...playing with her food like a sadistic feline until the sudden sound of someone landing behind her caused Dima's ears to flick as the HUD of her helm detected a strange woman had appeared.

Human...

Dima squinted suspiciously, knowing humans rarely landed gracefully from such heights, the tendril she had freed from the mans chest lashed out, swishing and pointing directly at Valery defensively as if protecting its host from the unknown stranger of its own accord as Dima continued to stare down at her prey. The tendril stared at Valery, swaying back and forth almost like a dancing snake as the azure talons opened slightly, ever so slowly a crystal, bone spire would gently extend outward like a internal blade. The scales along the tendril splitting apart and rattling as if they felt threatened.

Then the woman introduced herself, and immediately, before the poised tendril ready to strike like a cobra was able to lash out at Valery a small droid swam through the air and put itself between the tendril and Valery, instantly disarming the tendrils behavior as it went from being tense and rather agitated to docile.

"Dima no! Friendly! Jedi are friendly remember!" X9 protested, making Dima huff like a moody teenager as she looked over her shoulder slightly towards Valery. X9 turning to face the Jedi with its photo-receptor scanning Valery, running her name and face through databases.

"She is a godling look at how she jumps! How does Dima know she is not with the rat!?" Dima argued, one of her lower arms out of her four gesturing down at the poor man as he laid there with his leg mangled and alien talons cleaving through the flesh of his chest from dimas foot being stomped down into him.

"She's not! I just checked! She is a council member of the Jedi Order! They are 'Honorable' godlings Dima, 'honorable'." The droid intercepted, attempting to convey the message in a way the rather dense alien could process. The phrasing making Dima relax slightly as her eyes swirled and examined the woman.

"Ohhhhh, she is sweet like Dima then?" Dima cooed, teeth chittering in delight as her brain made the connection. She had mentally separated godlings into two camps, the Darkborn, mean, sour and scheming worms with little honor. The enemies of Manda and more often than not the ones whose blood stained dimas claws the most. And then the Lightborn, most of whom are rather pleasant for Dima to interact with outside her...blinding moments of frenzied battle, in which case a godling is a godling. "You are uhhh, erm, j-j~" Dima tried to find the word...jaadi? Jidi? The xeno's mind was so occupied with her aching desire to bleed her prey that she struggled.

"Jedi, she's a jedi Dima, focus. And we are so sorry about all of this, the whole scene kind of just unfolded and Dima here, little rascal can't seem to restrain herself when she sees something exciting, i told her not to get involved but uhhh...well. Yeah~" The droid explained to Val, looking up at the...rather bizarre scene of two large ships entangled within a massive cerulean webbing that was between multiple of Coruscant's most recognizable buildings. "All things considered though at least nothing was completely destroyed~" The droid mused, looking down at the man still tangled in Dimas grip struggling to breathe. "Dima, maybe we should give the perpetrator to the Jedi, for interrogation and what not." The droid suggested, knowing that the jedi likely wanted to ask a lot of questions.

The suggestion was not taken kindly by the childish xeno.

"W-what! Why? This prey is Dimas why does Dima have to give it to another godling? This kill was earned honorably the gods witnessed it!" She hissed angrily, suddenly looking at Val with a huge pout behind her helm as her leg tightened its grip out of sheer agitation and nearly ripped the poor mans leg off completely, causing him to wail in agony. "You can't take it! Dima earned this kill you can't take Dimas honor!" The strange creature spat angrily, her mood shifting from one energy to another at the drop of a hat, the droid recoiling and trying to stay between Dima and Val.

"Whoa, hey! Down girl! Down! No one is taking your honor! I'm sure Val just wants to, talk to him for a minute, and then i'm certain they'll give him back to you for you to kill, right?" The droid tried, knowing this was highly unlikely but trying to stave off Dimas tantrum. The droid leaned towards Val, lowering its voice to 'whisper' to her. "Please, help me out she's gonna throw a fit if we try to take her kill she thinks the mandalorian gods or whatever will be mad at her if she does not claim her kills!" The droid tried to explain frantically Dimas strange and unpredictable behavior.

Valery Noble

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[Valery Noble]

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Location: Coruscant

"I'm not here to... steal your honor."

Valery looked between the droid and the woman, who was of an alien species she had never even read about before. But judging by what the little droid was telling her, how she acted and what Valery could feel, it was best to approach her more carefully. Not that she feared DIMA because of innate hostile intentions, but she seemed to have an almost child-like behavior to some extent. Clearly, she understood what she was doing and even held on to concepts such as honor, but the way she argued and whined almost made her think of her daughter.

"I saw what you did," she gestured at the webbing still clinging to the buildings around them, "I'm not here to cause problems for you and your little friend here - I wanted to thank you for helping prevent a catastrophe. The damage would have been far greater if you had let the ship crash, and I wasn't close enough to stop it myself." Valery bowed her head in gratitude, hoping that taking a stance with compliments would help ease the woman's mind.

"You did good."

"As for him, he's a Sith and you seem to know how terrible they can be. Only a few years ago, they completely devastated this world, and while I don't think he'd be capable of that... he might have information that can lead me to find others wanting to commit equally terrible acts of violence," Valery tried to reason with her. In a way, she hoped that the idea of finding more of these bad "godlings" through this captive would be motivation enough to not just kill him instantly.

"I just need to talk to him."

What she left out was that once it was all over, Valery was more than likely going to kill the Sith as well. At best, he'd be imprisoned for the rest of his life, but in many of these cases, purging a corrupted being like this would be far better for the Galaxy as a whole.

"In return, you'll be handsomely rewarded."

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