First Reply Spiraling down on the way to Ordo

[Laphisto]

Location: Unknown. 1-3 hex's from the Ordo system
Goal: Survival, identify location, and get a signal off-world to call for help​

The unexpected gift of freedom as the Silver Jedi grandmaster pardoned him of his crimes still sat uncomfortably with him. it was a double-edged sword for Laphisto. He was unchained but felt adrift, like a ship lost in space without navigation. A curse escaped his lips as the lone ear on his head lay flat, a testament to his frustration. Laphisto's quiet reflection was shattered by the abrupt wailing of alarms and the glaring flicker of warning lights in the cockpit of the Pheonix Interceptor.

Amidst the tranquil solitude of hyperspace, his mind had been wandering to times less complicated a time when his existence was defined by boundaries and expectations. The emergency system, activated by the imminent danger, hurled the ship out of the serene nothingness of hyperspace and into the unforgiving atmosphere of an unknown planet. his hand grabbed at the throttle to try and regain control of the ship as it sped quickly through the atmosphere

In desperation, he reached for the switch to activate the air brakes, but their effort was futile. They clawed at the thick air before being ripped from the ship's hull, leaving it defenseless against the pull of gravity. His eyes, illuminated with a teal blue hue, sought guidance from the force. But instead of clarity, a debilitating darkness ensued.With a deafening crash, the Phoenix Interceptor collided with a mountain. A fireball of orange and red flames erupted, smoke billowing into the air, as the ship spiraled uncontrollably down to the harsh terrain below. The violent rock of the collision smashed Laphisto's head against the windshield and dash of the starfighter. rendering him unconscious

Laphisto awoke with a sharp hiss of pain, shaking his head lightly and giving a few blinks, his eyes darting around the cockpit his arms thrown up in the air as if he was on a roller coaster. With a growl, he unstrapped his harness, his body crashing against the upturned roof of the cockpit., the fighter had overturned in its decent leaving him upside down as he tried to pull himself free from the wreck. his armor - a testament to Lilaste Engineering- thankfully left him mostly unharmed

pulling himself from the wreck he gave a small wince, The surrounding scenery bore silent witness to his survival. The eerie quiet was interrupted only by the distant echo of crackling flames, and the mountain stood tall, an unyielding sentinel amidst the wilderness. with a small sigh, he turned to teh fighter, using the force to push it upright so that he could rummage around its interior for the emergency crash kit.

 

[Garou Shakti]

The early warning systems on Garou's ship alerted him to the pressence of another ship crash landing not to far from his location near the Dathomirian mountain range he called his home. It wasn't often that someone came to this planet even less so uninvited and triply less so that they came crashing out of hyperspace and into the area around his mountains.

He had been on his way off world but now he had to investigate this mess and see who had landed hear before things got too sticky for them. Turning his ship around he flew over the mountains to see what was left of the Phoenix Interceptor, feeling the lifeform inside rummaging for supplies.

Landing his gunship a little way off he proceeded to unbuckle himself and walk out, taking care to have his lightsaber at the ready incase this should turn ugly all to quick.

"I would ask you to state your name and business but the fact is I don't think you meant to land here so we can stick with your name" He called out through his pressurized Beskar helm, his voice having that small bit of robotic edge to it as it came through the internal amplifier.

Laphisto

 

[Laphisto]

Laphisto was pulling out the Emergency beacon and his survival kit when he heard the sounds of engines approaching. And by the time the man had made his way to the ship, laphisto was standing waiting for them. he saw the Mandalorian armor and recognized it for what it was. Though whether or not this Mandalorian was a bounty hunter or a part of the more prominent enclave was yet to be seen. Hearing their remark, he gave a small chuckle. Eyes darting to their Lightsaber.

Laphistos's eyes flashed a teal blue as he peered into the Zabrak male seeing them through the force and getting a read on their alignment - a habit he had formed over the years when dealing with new people- the process was quick though any force sensitive would have felt the prodding and poking about " su cuy'gar, hello. " he looked towards his ship with a soft chuckle shaking his head

" if you can call that a landing then yes, I did not mean to land in this valley. as for my name? Laphisto Div'atori Gix, and you are?" Laphisto crossed his arms over the Customized Set of LO-56A MKII armor that he wore, the sigil of clan ordo on clear display on the right shoulder. On his hip, his Broad Saber sat mag-locked to his side.

Garou Shakti

 

[Garou Shakti]

Garou could indeed feel the poking and prodding about, which coupled with the crest of Clan Ordo peaked his interest in the crash landing all the more. It wasn't often that a Force using Mandalorian Dragon from clan Ordo crash landed in his neck of the woods... Or rocky peaks if you prefer.

"Garou Shakti'Alor. Well met. You've managed to find yourself on Dathomir brother." He said as he on reflex extended his own aura in the force poking and prodding back. His own presence in the force was dark and tinged with old Dathomirian magics, almost as if his very presence here had pulled in the power of his ancestors.

Laphisto

 

[Laphisto]

Laphistos force energy seemed old almost ancient though was leaned more towards the light side than anything else. it was strange to have one prod at him in return though since he had done so first it was only customary to allow them to investigate in return. softly rolling his shoulder, he gave a small grunt popping the joint with a shake of his head " Dathomir?. now that would explain the sudden drop from hyperspace. ii was on my way to Ordo to visit an old friend. but alas my stubbornness about my eyesight had led me astray"

he shook his head softly a small chuckle rolling from his throat as he then moved to cross his arms over his chest. it wasn't often he had seen force-sensitive Mandalorians, let alone ones that wielded lightsabers. when the Mandalorian called him brother, he couldn't help but to frown somewhat. while he wore the mark of clan order, and in his time was considered an honorary member if not stuck on opposite sides of the war, he wore the sigil to honor his long-dead friend. while he didn't consider himself a true member of the clan some could say otherwise. Garou Shakti