Bubák
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“Aaah!” Alaki yelped when the small shuttle touched the ground less-than-gently thanks to the pilot’s inexperience, her inexperience. If she had not been strapped in the seat, no doubt she would have been tossed into the window and suffered a nasty injury as a result. For a very brief moment, the teenager’s glowing eyes glared through the cockpit window, observing the endless desert before a large cloud of red dust enveloped the small ship, almost making the metal look rusty once it settled. The young Chiss unstrapped the belt that attached her to the pilot’s seat, but did not get up yet, blankly staring in front of herself as if her mind went somewhere else shortly after the landing.
The Dark Side was almost like the crimson dust and sand of the planet; it completely surrounded her, she could not escape it. The sheer amount of the Dark Side that resided on the planet surprised the Padawan, and she was glad for her time with the Sith, otherwise the Dark Side of the Force might as well have driven her insane as it relentlessly attacked her senses and pushed itself through the girl’s mind, finding its way into her thoughts. Alaki offered no resistance, letting it in and enjoying the sensation only the Dark Side offered, its intoxicating effect feeling so sweet and strong. Why would anyone want to resist this anyway? Would it even be possible for her, just a Padawan, to push it away? Pondering about it for a while, the Chiss eventually came to a conclusion that completely and utterly ignoring the Dark Side on this planet was impossible. Good thing she came not to fight it, but to bask in it, allowing her body to get in tune with the great darkness.
“Ugh,” she let out something between a sigh and a moan after several more minutes have passed and she finally rose from the seat, slowly pacing out of the cockpit and straight to the exit. When the door leading outside opened, the hot air immediately reminded her this trip was not going to be a lovely stroll through an ancient Sith homeworld, but a fight for survival. The girl’s right hand reached down, past the tattered tunic that often showed her blue skin through many holes, and grasped the datapad attached to the girl's belt. Her thumb tapped the display a few times, enough for it to turn on, and the red eyes of the Chiss looked at the map showing her position and her destination alike, informing her the place she wished to visit lied several kilometres to the north. Placing the device back, she checked if her canteen was full before stepping out of the ship, hissing in pain as her filthy bare feet touched the burning sand, and immediately stepping back on the cold metal.
As much as she wished to fly to the ancient Sith tombs and temples in the stolen shuttle, the girl did not dare to even attempt doing so, believing the Jedi and Republic forces to be guarding such an important place to the Sith, possibly with anti-air weapons and orders to destroy anything not wearing a Republic uniform. While travelling on foot meant fighting against heat, wild animals and avoiding enemy patrols, she still had a good chance of getting off the planet the same way she arrived, in the small shuttle.
The Dark Jedi stepped out of the ship again, this time ignoring the pain, and walked in the direction of the Sith architecture, her pace steady. Both of her hands remained close to the belt, fingers gently stroking the two lightsaber hilts. The cool metal of the cylinders gave Alaki hope of ever reaching the destination. With any luck, she would not even have to ignite the blades, knowing that wasting her energy on fighting animals was a foolish thing to do in the middle of nowhere.
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The Dark Side was almost like the crimson dust and sand of the planet; it completely surrounded her, she could not escape it. The sheer amount of the Dark Side that resided on the planet surprised the Padawan, and she was glad for her time with the Sith, otherwise the Dark Side of the Force might as well have driven her insane as it relentlessly attacked her senses and pushed itself through the girl’s mind, finding its way into her thoughts. Alaki offered no resistance, letting it in and enjoying the sensation only the Dark Side offered, its intoxicating effect feeling so sweet and strong. Why would anyone want to resist this anyway? Would it even be possible for her, just a Padawan, to push it away? Pondering about it for a while, the Chiss eventually came to a conclusion that completely and utterly ignoring the Dark Side on this planet was impossible. Good thing she came not to fight it, but to bask in it, allowing her body to get in tune with the great darkness.
“Ugh,” she let out something between a sigh and a moan after several more minutes have passed and she finally rose from the seat, slowly pacing out of the cockpit and straight to the exit. When the door leading outside opened, the hot air immediately reminded her this trip was not going to be a lovely stroll through an ancient Sith homeworld, but a fight for survival. The girl’s right hand reached down, past the tattered tunic that often showed her blue skin through many holes, and grasped the datapad attached to the girl's belt. Her thumb tapped the display a few times, enough for it to turn on, and the red eyes of the Chiss looked at the map showing her position and her destination alike, informing her the place she wished to visit lied several kilometres to the north. Placing the device back, she checked if her canteen was full before stepping out of the ship, hissing in pain as her filthy bare feet touched the burning sand, and immediately stepping back on the cold metal.
As much as she wished to fly to the ancient Sith tombs and temples in the stolen shuttle, the girl did not dare to even attempt doing so, believing the Jedi and Republic forces to be guarding such an important place to the Sith, possibly with anti-air weapons and orders to destroy anything not wearing a Republic uniform. While travelling on foot meant fighting against heat, wild animals and avoiding enemy patrols, she still had a good chance of getting off the planet the same way she arrived, in the small shuttle.
The Dark Jedi stepped out of the ship again, this time ignoring the pain, and walked in the direction of the Sith architecture, her pace steady. Both of her hands remained close to the belt, fingers gently stroking the two lightsaber hilts. The cool metal of the cylinders gave Alaki hope of ever reaching the destination. With any luck, she would not even have to ignite the blades, knowing that wasting her energy on fighting animals was a foolish thing to do in the middle of nowhere.
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