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Off the Beaten Path

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Oh boy. So that jump didn’t go quite as planned. In fact it had gone in the exact opposite of ‘as planned’ and everything that ‘as planned’ would entail. The Odessa was a ship built by Kaili, she knew every single nook and cranny of this ship, she had to she was the one who had designed it. Yet even then she had managed to screw something up. The ship spun around while the tunnel vision of the outside seemed to smear against all edges of the ship. It was like being caught in a stream down a rocky river. The ship shook and shivered and every now and then it seemed to jack one way and then the other as if it was hitting not just the one but the several obstacles at once.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. Kaili was the exception to the Talith’s curse, her father had made her a trinket to keep it at bay. She was fine as long as she kept it around her wrist.

Eyes went wide, a hand grasped at said wrist.

“Oh no.” The girl muttered as she unbuckled herself from the pilot’s seat. “No, no, no, no, no!”

With unsteady steps she rushed from the cockpit towards her bedroom. The stabilizers within her ship was working overtime and it could be felt in the way it attempted to pry breakfast from her stomach, but the girl fought against it. On the way she passed her passenger, [member="Jamie Pyne"] who she had only ever met once before when Micah pinned her to a wall, and now here they were working together to bring, well, whatever it was.

Truth be told Kaili did not have the time to think on it all that much in that particular moment.

“Nothing to worry about, I assure you.” She tried to play the obvious mishap off as something else. “Just the hyperlanes trying to seize our destinies, but we can overcome this. No- nothing bad is going to happen, I assure you. Again.”

Of course, deep down the blonde haired little girl was panicking but she couldn’t let that show. Not before Aela’s apprentice, no siree. She took her seat by the controls again and slipped the trinket onto her wrist and hovered above the biggest reddest button on her control panel. Emergency FTL dropout. This could only go two ways.

“Force save us.” Kaili whispered under her breath as she took a deep breath and smashed the button with her fist. The ship gave off one last yank that tossed Kaili to the ground before it stabilized itself. Outside the viewport was a great big green orb consisting of grasslands, mountains, lakes. Not that Kaili would see it. She remained on the ground coping with her panic anxiety and the flashbacks.

The last time she had forgotten, or rather the last time she hadn’t been in possession of the trinket on her wrist people had died. She was just glad that today did not end like that day had. Or her life for that matter.

But for now she would remain on the floor for a bit. Just to still her nerves.

They were safe. For the moment at least.
 
What in the galaxy is going on? It felt like the ship was enduring an earthquake of some kind while in the middle of FTL travel. Everything had been relatively calm thus far on their journey, no thanks to the ace piloting of one Jamie Pyne. Any time that girl got near a set of controls a ship found itself in need of repair. This time however, it could not be blamed on her lack of expertise, or even moderate proficiency. The blonde lowered the datapad she had been reading on the rather plush, and admittedly luxurious couch. Something reminiscent of home, really. The shaking grew more and more violent, and not more than a few moments later did Jamie see the youngest of the Talith siblings come rushing by.

Quickly she retracted her legs from between the couch and ottoman so that she neither tripped the girl, nor had her own legs broken as she trampled through the space. Before even having an opportunity to ask what the kark was going on, Kaili spewed some words in a hurry, dashing for what looked to be... Her bedroom? Who is piloting!? "Uhh--" Too late. She zipped past again towards the cockpit. "Kaili?!" The Padawan shouted, setting the datapad onto the glass top table beside her. "Is everything oka--"

The girl hit the emergency FTL dropout. Jamie of course had no idea that was what she had done, but none the less the ship bucked and jerked forward and back in a stupendous manner, causing the young blonde who was not strapped into any kind of harness or chair to be flung violently from where she was about fifteen or so feet through the air. A picture frame of something wound up being the cushion used to break her fall, the sound of glass shattering into thousands of tiny fragments beneath her back as she dragged it off the wall and onto the floor with an enormous groan.

Did we just crash? Everything was spinning. Her world was nothing but a hazy of colors and shapes for the moment. "Ka---Kaili!?" Her eyes closed, hand cupping her forehead. "Did we just crash!?" Jamie's free hand began to push her up from the floor, but for the moment she was simply too off balance, deciding it was safer to remain sitting atop the splintered glass.

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 
[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Luckily enough the waves of guilt weren’t as long as they used to be. Kaili placed the palms of her hands against the cold metal surface of the floor and pushed herself back up on her knees. One hand proceeded to rub against her forehead as the other grabbed a hold of the nearby control panel for stability. She was alive, she was well. Perhaps a bit roughed up from getting thrown at the ground but otherwise just fine. Her eyes wandered up the walls and out the viewport to set on the green planet right before her. It reminded her of home almos. Not Borleias, but rather her second home, the new home on Kiara. She remained there on the floor quite content to simply stare at the unexpected point of arrival. Truth told, Kaili had fully expected them to end up in a deeper, more darker part of space without much in the way of anything at all. What she saw was very much a pleasant surprise.

From the back of her head Kaili heard Jamie call out for her and the girl called back.

“Nope, we’re fine!” She tried to push herself off the ground only to find the ship had grown unstable. At least she was fairly certain it wasn’t supposed to spin like this. But, she had no time to stand around like this and do nothing. She had a guest to attend to and as such she wobbled her way through the ship into the small medbay to fetch the medpac and then made way towards where she had last seen Jamie who to Kaili’s surprise had not remained on the couch but rather on top of what seemed to be resting atop of shattered glass.

Not good. Glass had a tendency to cut you, if you were unlucky.

She placed the small medkit before the other blonde and proceeded to extend a hand to pull her up from the ground and off the picture frame. “Up we go,” Kaili tried to snicker at the joke but the world just wouldn’t stop spinning. “Let’s get you off of the glass shards.” Kaili pulled the other blonde up, and with Jamie hopefully back on her feet Kaili would lead her towards a nearby bar stool that was mercifully bolted to the floor.

A quick glance shot out at the picture frame and for a second Kaili couldn’t help but frown. She knelt down to pick it up and let a longer, slightly more longing stare linger on it. It was an image of herself and another brunette — a woman — standing before a small shop on Borleias. It was Kaili’s old shop, the one she used to operate out of which had now become one of three stores. One on Borleias, another on Coruscant and the third which was currently being built on Sullust.

The image reminded her of the simplicity and freedom of small business. All things considered Kaili had never in her life wanted her name up in big lights, but it would seem that success sort of forced that upon you no matter if you wanted it or not.

No. That was not why she was here. She shook herself out of the mood, discarded the frame before Jamie and took a seat next to her.

“Okay, so the good news is that we are not in deepspace.” Kaili tried to keep a positive outlook. “The bad news is…” She shook her head. “I have no idea where we actually are.”

“Oh and, uh, right. How are you holding up?” She said as she looked at the medkit. “That was… Not what I had hope to accomplish with the jump.”
 
Jamie took the hand offered by Kaili and slowly pulled herself up, using the other girl as an anchor point. The glass crunched beneath her feet as she rose from the floor of the ship, her head still a little fuzzy from the rather abrupt toss from the couch to the wall. Surprisingly she hadn't broken any bones, nor even accrued even relatively minor injuries, save for perhaps a few cuts by her left ankle from a bit of the glass. Otherwise though she was relatively unharmed. Perhaps a little mentally scarred from that experience, but nothing a spa day wouldn't be able to tend to later. "Thanks." The Padawan sat down on the stool, her elbows resting against the counter top behind her while she watched Kaili inspect whatever it was that she had unintentionally destroyed.

"Sorry about that." The expression on her face showed the genuine remorse for whatever sentimental piece she had just actually shattered into thousands of fragments on the floor. "I will replace the frame for you."

After all, it was the least she could do, even if she hadn't been in control of her flight path in that instant.

"I'm okay though, just a cut on my ankle, nothing serious." A bit of pressure and a minute or so of waiting would likely stop the bleeding. A bacta patch would hardly even be necessary. A simply bandage would be more than adequate. The real problem it seemed was that Kaili had no idea where the two ended up when they dropped from hyperspace. That, was certainly a problem. Jamie was no navigator by any stretch of the imagination, and her piloting skills were even worse. If they were stranded someplace? They were in for some trouble ahead. "No idea? At all?" The blonde bit her lip. "Is it charted on the navicomputer by chance?" Please let it be there! "Otherwise...We might be in trouble."

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 
“Don’t worry about the frame.” Kaili laughed it off. “What’s important is that the image wasn’t damaged.” Then she nodded at Jamie’s lack of injuries. “Good.”

“Well, I do have an idea, but I think the sensors and the rest of the non-vital systems needs to take some time to recalibrate themselves first. It’s a side-effect of forcing the ship out of something it is not ready for.” Kaili knew what she was talking about. Hopefully. She had after all graduated from the Astronautical Academy with some sort of degree in Navigation and Ship Design. Of course, she would have preferred that it was piloting, but once they found out about the Talith curse she found that the option went out the window before Kaili even had the chance to say ‘no fair.’ Really, it went for most of the people that found out about her and her family’s condition.

Part of her was amazed Jamie had let Kaili pilot the ship in the first place.

“Sooo, yeah… Without this little trinket here,” Kaili showed off the little item she kept around her wrist. “We probably would have ended up right beside a sun rather than a planet. Possibly within it.”

Kaili let the uncomfortable silence hang for a bit. She wasn’t the best at bedside manners at times. It was a side-effect of spending most of your days around droids of your own making, really. Ask any other technopathic droid lover and they would most likely tell you the same.

“Because, I mean, I assume Aela has told you about the family curse, right?” The girl proceeded to grab the medkit before her passenger and slowly pull it her way. “The whole ‘fly and die’ thing?”

“Well, it turns out that if you are stubborn enough and break enough bones, or get enough concussions, your father will end up creating some trinkets to help you with tha-...” Kaili stopped as the force started to tickle and buzz with life. Something was going on, but Kaili was not quite certain what it was. It sounded like electrical feedback which she traced the to a moving dot along the edges of the ceiling. The source ventured past vents and along the lines she had drawn for the,

“Oh no…” Kaili muttered as the lights went out. “Don’t panic, that’s just part of the calibration sequence.”

“... I think.”

[member="Jamie Pyne"]
 
"What?"

Now that she thought of it, that did seem a bit strange and out of place. She and Aela always had an escort, be it a GADF pilot, or a member of the 5th legion. The two had never flown to any destination together without someone else at the helm of their ship. "Umm." She looked at Kaili with a bit of suspicion. "Fly and die?" Clearly the blonde had not heard of this curse. "I've never seen Aela pilot anything." Of all the times to learn of the curse, this was likely not the greatest, given their predicament and how they'd arrived here.


Before Jamie had the opportunity to ask Kaili what the status of the ship was, and about how long it would take for the sensors and everything to come back online the power, or at least the lighting, went offline. Judging by the reaction of the designer of said ship, that wasn't supposed to happen. The Padawan drew in a breath, trying not to panic at the thought of becoming stranded in the middle of uncharted space.

"Are we in trouble, Kaili?" The question would hardly be above a whisper, almost as if Jamie was afraid to hear the girl's response.

Just how much damage the ship had sustained from whatever had transpired mid-flight Jamie wasn't sure about, but if the power grid had been damaged enough to knock out the primary lighting, leaving only the emergency strobes it couldn't be great news. Surely they could signal a distress beacon, but where exactly they were was at the moment, impossible to tell. Certainly not where they belonged. Thankfully Jamie had been smart enough to pack the necessities for a hostile mission. Dropping supplies in First Order space would have been dangerous on its' own, but now, with whatever was wrong with the ship, their job may have just become that much more difficult.

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 
[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Poodoo.

Kaili had been fairly certain that Jamie was aware of the curse with her being Aela’s apprentice and all, but it would seem that she had been wrong in that assessment. The inevitable shame would slowly set upon the girl as she scratched at the back of her head and tried to hold back any awkward chuckles that might have given away her feelings on the matter. This would have been news that Aela herself should have told Jamie about, but at least now it was out in the open and there was no reason for Kaili to gripe over something that her sister should have told Jamie from the start. If anything, Jamie deserved to know.

Yeah, Kaili was doing her a favor!

Or so the youngest sibling told herself.

“Uh, no, like I said before this is part of the re-calibration sequence.” Kaili cleared her throat. “And uh, fly and die is a bit of an exaggeration. Think more… Fly-and-inevitably-crash. We Taliths — except me, and possibly my mother — are really good at that.”

The lights slowly faded back to normal to the sound of a great many systems going back to normal. Kaili dragged a hand through her hair and decided that enough was enough and that what they needed was to get a grip on their situation.

“So don’t worry. As long as I have this little bracelet I am good to go.” Kaili beckoned at Jamie to follow her into the cockpit. The Talith girl might have been a great navigator, but two minds were always better than one and right now, with the world still spinning ever so slightly, it didn’t feel all that unwarranted. “First line of action is finding our current position.” Kaili said as she stepped before the navigational computer. “Prometheus, could you please project the galaxy map in the cockpit?” A long row of static and crackles filled the room through which one could almost make out the words ‘Certainly. Projecting map to cockpit.’ had it not been for the fact that something seemed to be broken.

Kaili grimaced. “Poor guy must have taken a beating.” Still, the map was projected into the middle of the room through one of the many holographic devices spread around the room. It was just one of many set ups throughout the entire ship. The ship intelligence began to run some calculations and with time seven different dots popped up at seven widely different spots on the map.

“This would be the locations we have the highest likelihood of being at.” Kaili looked over at the core of the map. “Though, this is Coruscant.” She gave it a kick of her index finger and watched as it dissipated like smoke in the wind. “We’re certainly not there.” Then she looked over towards Alliance space. There was a great green orb there, but…

“This isn’t Naboo, is it?” The girl looked out at the green-blue orb outside the viewport. “Doesn’t really strike me as Naboo.”
 
That explains why Aela never pilots anything...

Despite the subject never having really come up, namely because Jamie herself was an abhorrent pilot herself, it did strike her as odd now that she had thought of it, that Aela never took the controls herself. This explained why. It amused her slightly, that for all the woman's talents, she was as unlucky or unskilled at the art of piloting as Jamie. Ironic.

"I see." She said with a small smirk. "I think I might be lumped into that curse by some measure." Everything she touched crashed, including speeders. "I never got my operators license back on Naboo for anything with an engine. I was that bad." Rarely was anyone ever denied such a license. It was a testament to her lack of aptitude.

"Don't lose that bracelet or we're definitely doomed then!" Mental note, make sure Kaili has her bracelet at all times.

As the hologram of their location appeared in a bit of a hazy display, Jamie turned, her eyes wandering through the sea of stars that were projected. Her eyes picked up on where Kaili pointed to Coruscant, and looked to where she asked whether or not the planet was Naboo. "No. That's not my home." It didn't look the same. There was a disproportionate look to the oceans and land masses, not to mention the actual makeup of the planet itself with regard to the shapes of the land masses. "Definitely not Naboo."

Though that meant the coordinates being displayed were off, or Prometheus was broken. She wasn't sure which it was, or which was worse.

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 
[member="Jamie Pyne"]

To be swept with the curse of your master. There was a small piece about it that Kaili could smirk at. Not because it was all that funny but because it spoke of a connection between the two. It was hard to get anywhere as a student and a teacher without forming some sort of bond, Kaili herself had a very strong bond with the same woman who happened to be her best friend. There were times when they didn’t meet in ages, yet when they met again their bond was still as strong as ever. What Kaili felt, Mara felt and vice versa. Luckily enough there was no real chance of the curse being transmitted via such bonds, unless Mara in herself was an exceptionally gifted pilot. Which also didn’t strike Kaili as impossible, she had learned Instinctive Astrogation since she was a mere child after all.

“Don’t worry, it won’t come off. Not even for a second.” Kaili grabbed her bracelet and spun her wrist around in a show of it remaining in place. “And if that’s not Naboo…” Kaili reached over to the spot and booped it away much like she had with Coruscant. Eyes wandered between the spots trying to find the odd one out, the one that they could safely remove from the map in order to reach their destination again. Upon closer inspection one of them was a vast and arid desert planet while the other was a oceanic world, neither of which really fit the bill. Kaili booped them away as well. “So that leaves us with these three.” Kaili got closer to one of them and pulled up the information. “Elysian,” She put up the other. “Mundas,” She put up the last one. “Charal.”

“One just outside of the Kathol Outback, another at the literal end of a galactic spiral arm and the other on the border to the First Order.” Did she dare dream it was Mundas based on that alone? No.

“Prometheus is there anything that the sensors can pick up in the nearby area to help us understand where we are?” Both women were met with more crackling. Kaili closed her eyes and focused with all her might on the man’s voice modulator. It seemed somewhat disconnected. Kaili raised her arm and exposed the palm of her hand towards a nearby speaker, re-routing what the man tried to say from the PA to the entertainment system.

“I cannot identify any registered spaceports on the surface.” The lo-fi voice of Prometheus finally filled the room with as much clarity as Kaili could have mustered. “I do however detect life on a nearby moon. Man-made colony.”

“Could be a pirate’s nest.” Kaili started to look somewhat bothered as she turned towards Jamie. “I find that the pirates I hunt usually like to set up shop in either plain sight or in areas that are so remote that nobody would risk searching for them.” Kaili booped Mundas off the map. “Mundas is too close to a border to be worth it.”

“So it’s either Charal or Elysian.” She looked back at the planet outside and then the moon. “Do you think we should go for the moon, maybe? Or perhaps we can find something on the planet itself?”
 
Jamie listened quite intently. The moon might have a colony of people friendly and willing to help, or it could be full of nasty nasties who wanted to kill them both and steal their possessions. The latter Jamie was very distinctly not a fan of happening. She studied the planet and moon for a few moments, tapping her chin to try and figure out the most logical course of action. They had a fifty fifty chance of being at either location, though Jamie knew so little of both planets she wasn't quite certain as to what, if either, would be better for the two.

"Well, the moon has life. The planet has no space ports. I'm guessing that means it's either uninhabitable or deserted for a reason."

She shrugged. "It might be safer, or it could kill us." That was a fifty fifty shot too. "Which do you think?"

Jamie was more inclined to believe that if they could get anywhere, it would be where people actually were. But that depended on a number of important factors.

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 
[member="Jamie Pyne"]

“Well, that’s the question ain’t it?” Kaili frowned and stared out the viewport. It was true that there were no spaceports, but the likelihood of the moon being less-than-friendly was a possibility as well. Kaili eyed the moon as well. The lights were certainly on, and without a doubt they had already flagged them upon entry. Even if said entry was far more spontaneous and errant than she would care to admit.

A hand gently placed itself across her chin as she contemplated some more. “We go for the moon.” Kaili eventually nodded and lowered her arms and turned towards Jamie. “Friendly or not, I am not sure what kind of state our ship is in, and the moon strikes me as the best bet at safety. Even if the chance of us getting shot down is, well, fifty-fifty at this point.”

With that she took her seat in the pilot’s chair. “You are welcome to stay on the bridge if you want.”

And slowly the ship would set a course towards the station while a lump started to take shape in Kaili's stomach.
 
"Right." She nodded in agreement. Risky as it were, they had little other choice in the matter. Landing on the planet might find them stranded with no other course but to take up residence on a new world and live like scavengers, not something she was looking to do quite yet. "The moon it is." Her focus shifted back out of the viewport to stare towards their destination, a slight hint of worry in her eye, hoping that they would find friendly faces, rather than hostile ones.

"I think I will gather my belongings from the room." She was no use on the bridge, save for an unnecessary extra body. "Better to be prepared in case they aren't so friendly when we land, I suppose." Jamie couldn't quite be certain just what their level of civilization was, the size of the colony, or any other important detail, meaning when they landed they could be greeted with two welcoming hosts, or two hundred angry monsters.

The joy of space travel!

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 
[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Kaili nodded and let Jamie collect her equipment for the trip while she diverted towards the moon. The knot in her stomach didn’t seem to let up and the nervosity within Kaili’s body forced her to shiver to let some of it go once Jamie was out of sight. This didn’t seem like a good idea, but it was the only viable idea that they had. Kaili took a deep breath, yet in the same moment as she was about to exhale she noticed the communications panel started to beep.

Someone wanted to reach them.

She looked back towards where Jamie had been before reaching over to activate the channel.

“Unidentified spacecraft, state your business.” A heavily accented voice inquired. “This is restricted space.”

Kaili blinked. “This is the Odessa, we just came out of an overcooked hyperspace jump.” That felt like a word she had just made up. Almost. “We are in need of somewhere to land for recalibration and minor repairs.”

A long silence fell upon the channel. Kaili swallowed a small pocket of air to stave off the nerves, but before long the man’s voice sounded off once more.

“Permission granted,” He began but let the ‘but’ hang for a bit. “We will be keeping a close eye on you and expect your departure to be as speedy as possible.”

“You got it-” Kaili was cut off. They hung up and the girl leaned back in her seat and let out a sigh of relief.

“Jamie!” She called out. “Jamie, we got docking permission.”

Not that Jamie really needed to know. Kaili just wanted to rid herself of the tension. The ship soared through space towards their moon and after that the hangar until finally they touched down. Outside Kaili could see troops approach the ship, but from the look of them they didn’t seem too hostile. Suspicious, but not hostile. Yet.

“Come on,” Kaili said as she passed Jamie. “I don’t think they are set on killing us just yet.”

“They do have fangs though, no doubt about that. Just…” Quick breath and exhale. “Just play it cool.”

“Cool cool. Just cool. Super cool.” Kaili seemed almost too nervous. “What did we have in the back again? Food? Meds?”
 
The blonde hefted up her bag over her shoulders. Within were just a few small personal supplies, her lightsabers that she had removed and slipped onto the small belt around her waist, obscured beneath the coat she wore, and her personal camera that she took just about everywhere, though it was hardly just a simple camera. As she stepped out of the small archway that led to her room she heard Kaili yelling her name, the tramping of feet against the durasteel floor as she ran towards, and then past Jamie, heading for the cargo bay and exit ramp.

"Just yet!?" She shouted, pausing for a moment before racing off after the girl. "What do you mean, just yet!"

Kaili's stomping would now be echoed by Jamie's, until they arrived in the cargo bay, Jamie rushing up beside the other blonde, placing a concerned hand on Kaili's shoulder. "Relax. We have seven crates of medical supplies, three of various seeds that are suitable to the environment, and two civilian grade blasters." The blasters might be problematic, but if they were permitted simply to land, allow the ship to be searched, provide their manifest and destination, and make the necessary repairs before being off again, there shouldn't likely be much of an issue, assuming these were law abiding citizens.

That might be the problem if not.

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 
[member="Jamie Pyne"]

“I mean that they are armed and they are meeting us,” Kaili puffed her cheeks in an effort to find relief. “And good, medical supplies should not be illegal here unless they have a strong fascination with dying.”

Hand on shoulder Kaili took a second deep breath and nodded at the blonde before her. She was right, the two of them were just a delivery that overshot its target. They had nothing to fear as long as they just kept calm and cooperated with whoever was on the other side of the loading ramp. Kaili could do that. She was great at cooperating, the absolute best.

Her hand touched the button to release and lower the hatch.

The arms hissed and excess steam fired off. Before the two women stood three men, rifles and all. All pointed at them, all with their fingers on their triggers while their supposed chief stood behind them with his hands cupped behind his back. A heavy, tense silence fell between the two groups as neither seemed to be willing to be the first one to open their mouths.

Eventually Kaili couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Hello.” She raised her hand in a small hesitant wave. “We’re-”

“Trespassing, yes.” The man eyed first Kaili and then Jamie. “What business do you have here and who gave you these coordinates?”

Kaili’s lips thinned. Here went nothing.

“N-nobody! We were in a hyperspace jump that we had lost control of, we ended up here and now we have no idea where ‘here’ even is.” She tried to nod reassuringly while her eyes slowly set on Jamie. “Our ship computer is in need of repairs.”

The man looked at the two again before he turned away, raised a communications device to his lips and seemed to start talking to someone.

“Right, Jamie?” Kaili’s eyes shot out towards the soldiers and then Jamie as if they were stuck in a loop.
 
"Oh, fantastic. I'm always so comforted by heavily armed soldiers on edge greeting me at the door." The sarcasm that was woven into that statement was clear and obvious.

With a heavy sigh she nodded, awaiting Kaili to lower the ramp and present themselves to their potential murderers, captors, or both. Both seemed more likely if they were anything less than cautiously friendly. Which, judging by how quickly the man interrupted Kaili's nervous chatter, and by the fact that he assumed this location to be something of a secret, gave the Padawan the hint that this man was intending to keep things that way.

Kaili's jumpy and nervous nature wasn't helping their situation either. The officer, chief, or commander, whatever he was, behind the three guards clearly gave off no sentimental emotion towards the two girls in front of him. Whatever he spoke in to the comm Jamie couldn't hear, but she assumed it was nothing short of information about she and Kaili. He was likely waiting for either an order to execute them immediately, or take them inside. Jamie was actually curious to know which of those two would be the worse option.

"What she is saying is that this was not our destination. Our cargo manifest, if you wish to see it, as well as inspect the ship, contains planetary aide supplies destined for where we were actually supposed to arrive. We apologize for the trespass."

If the man, or guards detaining them at the moment were familiar at all with foreign human planets, they might recognize the accent in her voice as belonging to Naboo. It was rather prominent in her speech.

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 
[member="Jamie Pyne"]

The man turned back for a second to look at Jamie before he turned back again to talk to whoever was on the other side of his comm device.

“Uh, yeah, that.” Kaili nodded her head towards Jamie and the man turned around to look at them again. He squinted, looked them both up and down before gesturing at his men. “Hands.”

Two of the armed men approached one blonde each and got their cuffs out to ‘subdue’ them. Kaili extended her hands before her in a vague sign of trust and sure enough she found cold metal hugging her wrist with an insufferable grasp. At least they weren’t anti-force cuffs, she could still get them off if she wanted to, but as a sign of respect or simply because she was outmanned she didn’t.

The man approaching Jamie would show the same kind of ‘hospitality’ if she agreed to cooperate as well. If not he was just as likely to simply force the cuffs onto her by any means necessary. Kaili turned to look with her hands in binds. The worst part about this particular experience was the silence, as if they all just had decided to quite simply not talk to them. No rights read, no reason given, just cuffs and an order to follow.

The two women were led away from the ship.

“We will search your ship.” The commander murmured under a thick accent. “We do not tolerate smugglers on this moon, or outsiders, but our administrator has decided to give you the chance to make up for your transgressions.”

Not that either of them seemed to be aware what said transgressions actually were. Kaili looked at Jamie and then the man at the front. Of course she was worried, but she had faith in their ability to work together no matter what happened here.

“Well,” Kaili opened her mouth to speak.

“Not you. The Naboo woman gets to the point, not you. You be quiet.”

Kaili complied.
 
Jamie followed suit with Kaili, extending her hands to be cuffed by the primitive restraints that looked barely strong enough to contain a small child's resistance. Easy enough for both Kaili and Jamie to escape, should they need to. Thankfully they decided not to pat down the girls, otherwise her lightsaber would be revealed. The girl figured they didn't think she and Kaili might be Jedi or the like, and by the fact that it appeared they were not carrying blasters, they were relatively harmless.

Kaili's stuttered words even helped give off the right impression.

In a way things were in their favor currently.

As they walked Jamie listened to the man's words, playing off him.

"Your administrator has my gratitude. I do apologize for this. The manifest is stored on the terminal in the cargo hold. Passcode is H87XVT-UVASXCM."

Jamie looked over to Kaili, a reassuring smile on her face as they were led through a set of large blast doors towards wherever, and whoever, this administrator was.

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 
[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Jamie had that memorized? Kaili blinked at Jamie in both surprise and appreciation. The Talith would have personally just abused her own skills to rip the password from between the lines and use that, but not everyone had that weapon in their arsenal. From what Kaili could tell by instinct the technology that surrounded them was all on a rather low level compared to the galactic standards which surprised her with the when one considered the architecture of this place. Perhaps she was wrong in her reading, or perhaps not, Kaili was too all over the place to really know herself.

Still, she caught Jamie’s somewhat reassuring smile and offered a smile of her own in response. For better or worse they were still in this together. She had to collect herself.

Deep breath and affirmative nod at whatever plan Jamie had.

She had one, right?

The duo was lead into a small dark room. In the center stood a table with matching chairs and as far as furniture went that seemed to be it and by the looks of the room it was a rather spontaneous and rushed solution. Perhaps they had no proper place to ‘receive’ the women?

Granted, it was hard to plan for the one-off chance that a ship would at some point randomly plop into their distant part of the galaxy.

They were instructed to take a seat by the table and Kaili complied without saying anything. The man left them to themselves for a short while. As the door closed she looked around the room trying to find exits. Seemed that there only really was the same way they came in.

“I am sorry, I don’t usually get this nervous.” Kaili looked to Jamie. “Getting thrown to the ground just brought back some old memories, I’ll be fine if I can just get some time to calm down.”
 
Jamie definitely had a plan. Totally. Without a doubt. Lots of plans. Kaili would see the overwhelming reassurance in her eyes as she nodded again.

There was no plan.

She was just an excellent speaker, taught through years of training back home to serve as a delegate on the royal court. She could gauge people's reactions, sense a bit of their motives behind their words, and get a feel for how they might respond to specific requests, demands, or phrasing of the former. That, more often than not, was better than having a set in stone plan. Her words could be malleable, modified easily and on the fly. A plan? A plan had dire consequences if it went wrong too early.

Words could be guided and corrected.

The Padawan took a seat beside Kaili, waiting for them to leave. She watched Kaili scan for an exit, though knowing that wouldn't be the case simply sat still.

"Don't worry. They think you are the frightened one who will say anything to be free. They think I am the honest, high headed noble type. Easier to trick them when they think they know us."

Her voice was but a whisper.

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 

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