Private Outcasts

[Aren D'Shade]

Of course, he hadn't spent much time on Denon. He didn't know how hard things could be or how easy it was to resort to thieving or worse. When he admitted he couldn't understand how she felt, she let a breath out of her nose as a reply. Her lips curled a little when he said he wanted to be the spark of good, and she shook her head.

"Look, just forget this happened.. I'm nothing and nobody."

Attempting to touch his mind with Force and erase the exchange they were having. It wasn't much trouble to take away that short of a memory. She did not omit any details about his investigation. The only thing he wouldn't remember was their encounter.

He mentioned he was a Jedi, and it finally sank into her brain.

Please let this work.

Through all of this, she still didn't show him any violence. In fact, if he thought about it, she wasn't even threatening him. Even with him admitting he was a Jedi. If he attacked her, she would escape by teleporting to a safe location.

The training she did have should be enough to let her get away.

Kas Larsen

 

[Kas Larsen]

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Outfit: Undercover Attire
Equipment: Kas' Gear
Tags: Aren D'Shade
Location: Denon | Apartment | Aren's Office
Objective: Investigate Aren's Activities | Stop Aren | Detain Aren

Kas was assessing the situation between him and Aren passively all while maintaining his guard. He is from Panatha but that was brief where he ended up on Corellia. Kas didn't come from a wealthy background of a family upbringing nor a poor one they all worked hard to live their lives. He kept his sights fixed on Aren.

"This can't be forgotten or ignored. It has to be reported."

The Force could be sensed coming from Aren and thanks to Kas' hybrid species there are traits that naturally kicked in without him having to use the Force himself. A formation of a Thought Shield or Mind Barrier would always be present upon Kas. For those who attempt to oppose his mind he'll never be effected.

Not a good idea in trying to get rid of memories from my mind.

Kas hasn't seen any signs of violence mentally or physically targeted towards him by Aren. No threats were made all while Kas was calm and focused. Quite a dangerous combination for any enemies against him.

"I know what you're trying to do. I can feel it through the Force and with my kind that won't work."

 

[Aren D'Shade]

Aren's eyes flickered, a flash of panic she couldn't entirely suppress. Her words—the suggestion she had thought subtle—had hit Kas' barrier like a wall.

"This… this has to be reported," she said, voice tighter than she intended, each syllable trembling just enough to betray her fear. Her pulse hammered in her chest. If it's reported… they'll lock me up again. I can't go back there.

Her fingers flexed, curling and uncurling at her sides, betraying the instinct to flee. She had not anticipated Kas sensing her attempt, though not entirely or immediately. The weight of his awareness pressed against her, cold and unyielding, making her feel vulnerable in a way that made her stomach knot.

"I…I didn't mean it like that," she added quickly, forcing her words out before the panic could fully overtake her. Oh, but she had meant it that way. He didn't need to know that. Trying a new plan, she straightened, shoulders rigid, jaw tight, masking the trembling she could not quite hide.

"The report…it has to happen, yes. But please….I…I can't go back there. Not to the Jedi jail." Her words were measured and controlled, but the underlying fear clung to every syllable, subtle but undeniable.

Aren's gaze didn't waver, his calm a sharp contrast to the heat of her anxiety. She felt it like gravity—pulling, pressing, reminding her that every move now had to be precise. She had her teleportation skill, which she could use as a last-ditch effort.

Kas Larsen