The Cold Dome

[Tristram Senan]

The young pilot seemed to be fairly wary of Tristram even though there was no fear of him taking her life or doing something worse. It was understandable, but the strange thing was that the two young women were seeming to be working together now. What had happened while he was gone? Could the togruta woman have some affiliation with the First Order like this pilot girl? It had to be either that or the Galactic Empire. He would need to be careful just in case they turned on him for whatever reason. For now the goal was to get to the room and hope things didn't get more complicated.

As [member="Asheda Tyr"] rejoined them, Tristram said to [member="Des Hailstar"] , " How do you want me to carry you? Like a pretty princess or on my back?" He smiled to the injured woman and waited for her response. Once she told him how she wanted to be carried he would get her picked up that way. He turned his attention to the togruta woman and said, " I have a flashlight in my pocket. Mine pulling it out and lighting the way for us? I left a mark next to a door. It looks like a triangle." When she went to get the flashlight he couldn't help himself but add, " Careful what you are grabbing. That ain't the flashlight." He would give her a wink along with an impish smirk. After a chuckle he just waited for her to have the light. This was certainly going to be an interesting trip.

" You asked me why I'm hear earlier Ms. Hailstar. I heard about this place from an associate of mine. Thought I could pop in and find some easy scavenging. Man's got to make a living you know and sometimes these places can be real easy credits." Tristram said as he followed Asheda. He was glad he left the glowstick trail for back tracking, but began to wonder if he should have left the ones past the door as well. Whatever was making the noises could get interested in things and end up running into them. A little unlikely but still possible. He just kept his eyes open as he went along carrying one young woman while following another.

[member="Beatal Sarric"]

 

[Dodo43885]

She felt numb. The blood rolling down her shoulder blades and forearms were simply reminders to heal herself when given the chance, they were not reminders of pain or the wound it had come from. She'd been trained to ignore all of it. Shallow cuts like the ones inflicted on her arms (the ones on her back were deeper, it's claws had really gotten in there before she ended it) felt like nothing more than maybe a small stinging every now and then. Of course she didn't elude to it. The ones on her back caused her to wince once or twice, the cold air feeling odd against the warmth of the crimson-gushing opening. Either way, she felt fine.

It took a bit but she stumbled across the first glow stick by thinking it was another feral beast, the glow cascading down the hall maybe an eye or luring device. With un-needed precaution, she took her time approaching. It was actually rather funny to watch, the hunter lowered herself and creeping eerily to the stick before realizing it was harmless, nudging it with the tip of her stained boot. Huh. The light was still rather bright, these must've been placed not too long ago...was someone here with her?

It wasn't anything she couldn't presumably handle. With that small discovery, Beatal was set to follow the path laid out in front of her. The light filled the majority of the hallway, it was hard to miss the door that was still steaming with the effects of a lightsaber. Now this, this peaked her interest. Pushing the door open she found...no body. It was empty. With more cautious steps, she entered, unfortunately unaware of the light bobbing further down the hallway occupied with the echoing of footsteps.

 

[Des Hailstar]

Des laughs and snorts embarrassingly at [member="Tristram Senan"]'s remark about being carried like a princess "No I think I'll be fine on your back. You shouldn't need to carry me for long" motions at [member="Asheda Tyr"] "She found me some bandages. But we really need to get moving now.. "

She climbed on Tristram's back uncomfortably in her TIE suit and says laughingly "If you drop me, someone's gonna have to carry you" as he carried her off following Asheda. She thought to herself "This is ridiculous. All I wanted was some peace and quiet! Now the FOSB and a jedi are involved... This was supposed to be a vacation, not a survival course!"

Des turns her head to look back down the hallway as the snow rushes in from the hole and lights up around the glow sticks, blurring anything in the distance

[member="Beatal Sarric"]

 

[Asheda Tyr]

Asheda stashed the small med pack away in her robes for the time being as the small trio regrouped at the injured woman, "yep got the medical stuff packed and ready to go", she replied to [member="Des Hailstar"] comment. She perked up her head slightly when the Jedi informed her of the flash light, carrying the woman keeping his hands busy and all, "Sure I'll be on point", she reached into the pocked he had indicated to. She rummaged around a bit, soon finding a the cylindrical hilt of the portable light, but not before some rather naught commentary, "oh if that is not the light then perhaps this is"? Asehda pushed her hand a bit further down the man's pocket, getting awfully close to his crotch, sticking her tough out in a lewd manner before retrieving the flash light.

"Ah got it, of course I should have known the smaller one was the light", she remarked in a teasing manner, turning the device and, shining it's illuminating beam down the long corridor, "If you need a point of reference Jedi just stare at my ass, don't want to get lost". Taking the lead the Togruta Jedi started to walk down the dim corridor, a path of glow sticks leading the way, the sound of her feet echoing down the hollow hallway, keeping a hand on her sabre, just in case those beasts they heard decided to follow the noise. The last thing she wanted to wind up a meal for some feral beast, if anyone was going to go down on her she'd rather mister flash light joke.

"You are hear as a scavenger Night Hawk? Though I do agree the imperials may have left some interesting stuff behind is it no risky for a Jedi to be wandering around Galactic Empire space by themselves"? Granted she was alone too, but unlike the Jedi she was here to keep an eye on the Empire and conduct some recon, but more then such Asheda was able to perfectly hide her force signature, to the point even the Supreme Leader was unable to sense her.

[member="Des Hailstar"] [member="Tristram Senan"] [member="Beatal Sarric"]

 

[Tristram Senan]

Well when [member="Asheda Tyr"] began to rummage through his pocket she certainly did get very close to touching something that wasn't the flashlight. Seemed this young togruta woman could tease back. Tristram would have gone fully into seeing just how far things would go if not for the fact they were not alone and looking for shelter. She mentioned he could watch her rear though to avoid getting lost, so he decided to take her up on that offer. As they walked down the glowstick lit passage way, he kept his eyes half on the path and half on her ass. Was it the most appropriate thing or time to do it? Nope, but he wasn't going to turn down an offer like that.

As they walked, Tristram frowned each time she called him a Jedi. He might have been one in the past, although some would argue against that, but the person he was now was definitely not a Jedi. He said as they went along, " I'm no Jedi. Not sure why you think I'm one. Feel a little insulted that you even do." He wasn't a fan of Jedi. All he saw was hypocrisy and controlling behavior from them. That was not the kind of free life he lived and did everything he could to give others. " And any sort of scavenging is dangerous. Even ignoring the locals and local government, you are never sure if you will walk away with something worth your time and investment. Could strike it rich or could break you further. If I can get this light young woman off the moon and back home then I would call this trip worth it. Although I don't know if I would call the First Order anyone's home. Home means freedom and there is none of that with the First Order or the Galactic Empire. Freedom is the best thing you can have as far as I'm concerned." He was getting a little preachy but it was helping to fill up the time.

When they were over half way to the marked room, Tristram said, " I know you don't have a ship anymore Ms. [member="Des Hailstar"] , but what about you Asheda? Trying to sort out our options for when our little princess here is able to walk again. Also how do you plan to explain this to your commanders Des? I doubt they will be lenient seeing how not only did you destroy First Order property but you took it without permission. Without permission into the sovereign territory of another faction in their capital system. If the Galactic Empire notices then they can make claims of being spied upon regardless of the truth of the matter. I'm thinking it will lead to imprisonment and a dishonor discharge. Probably even some black listing within First Order territory." He paused to let that sink in for her. It might not be the best timing or the worst timing for him to be saying all of this, but he felt like it was now or never while things were quiet. He would go on after several seconds of silence, " Are you okay with that outcome? Are you okay with being a part of a faction who would treat their people like that? I feel like you shouldn't have to lies or come up with something just to survive tomorrow. I feel like you would be better off with a group who values freedom more than control of the mass majority by the tiny minority at the top. What do you think?" He couldn't see how Des would react to all of it, so he kept his eyes on Asheda. This whole speech wasn't just for the young pilot but also the togruta woman that he was wishing to get some private time with more and more. Hopefully all of it didn't backfire on him and get him shot or stabbed in the chest. That would be painful... and likely fatal.

[member="Beatal Sarric"]

 

[Dodo43885]

It was still cold. There must've been a breach down the hall or something because as soon as Beatal entered the marked room she was greeted by a cloud of surprisingly warm air. A big window took up the entirety of one wall, curving outwards due to the post's initial shape. It was kinda blinding in there, the glass was magically clean and glistening while she could peacefully watch the white snow fall from above. Even without any source of light, the snow and outside forces caused the room to light up, a soft white glow that was just enough so Beatal could make out her surroundings.

This must've been an office. It had to be. An overturned desk set the mood, flickering technology and consoles that weren't necessarily broken or disfigured, it was more just the lack of use and power that was causing it to spaz out. There were some soft clicks coming from the technology, but other than that it was quiet. Her boots created footprints amongst the thick layer of dust that aligned the floor, and clearly displayed her trail as she moved around the room, exploring.

Of course, It didn't take long for her to hear the echos of voices and feet hitting the ground, there was a man. A female, maybe two. She was leading, the flashlight bounced fortunately around the hall outside the now-ajar-door. Hmm. Beatal moved quickly, standing in the doorway. She really wasn't afraid or cautious, if there was an enemy, she'd let them come to her. Soon enough, they were upon the warrior. Hesitating slightly due to the sliver of light peeking through the ajar-ed door, the Togruta took the bait and entered.

"At least I'm not the only one freezing my arse off" She muttered, eyes narrowing as the 'jedi' carrying the second woman came into view.

 

[Des Hailstar]

Des bit her tongue as she listened to [member="Tristram Senan"] go on about freedom. She had lost too many friends and family to the terrorists that she fought.

"I aint no princess!"

She continued after a few seconds of silence "This war has been going my entire life. My family has been in the First Order and the Empire for generations.. I've lost a lot of friends to the terrorists and Jedi. In times of war, order is needed." she pauses "​I shouldn't have done what I did.. And maybe they wont be lenient, but I'm not going to run away from what I've spent my whole life preparing for and doing... I doubt it will be as harsh as imprisonment.. it's only a TIE after all.. I.. I don't know.. But I'm not about to run from it all."

Des looks toward [member="Asheda Tyr"] for any reassurance desperately. Hopefully this agent could help her

 

[Asheda Tyr]

Why did Asheda keep calling the Jedi looking man a Jedi, well what else was she to call him, judging by his force signature he was not Sith, nor really a grey. Perhaps he was part of another light side order of some sort though it must have been obscure, either that of the man was a rouge type, going off on his own for whatever reasons, a rather dashing rouge if she did say so herself. "Well escussssssssse me prince for not knowing your full life story, though I would not mind getting to know each other a bit more", he mused in a suggestive but curious tonne, becoming more and more intrigued by this odd force user, "and yes, I do have a ship of my own, a small single seated",

She started to ignore the man’s rambling as he went on about the scavenging, only taking in several tid bits here and there, but taking partial notice of, 'If I can get this light young woman off the moon and back home then I would call this trip worth it' part. 'Not a Jedi but one to help other out in need', that sounded very similar code to what a Jedi followed, and as he went to talk about who restrictive and tyrannical the First Order was Asheda became more and more suspicious of the man. It was a talk she would rather stay out of, wanting to keep her cover and what not, but the pleading eyes from [member="Des Hailstar"] after the two's talk ended sort of broke what professional adherence to protocol there was left.

"Okay I will agree with you not-Jedi, yes the First Order is rather oppressive of its people and strict but as Des said it is how they keep the peace in this ever-constant war of ideology... I myself am not fond of the Ren and what they do, but I know for a fact the First Order does care about its people and is willing to sacrifice a lot to make sure they are safe, so do not worry Star, I will put in a good word for you at command" "If not I could 'persuade' Kyrel Ren to give you a pardon, or I may just make up a fake report about you being attacked by pirates and all, either way I can assure you nothing bad will happen".

She let the speech hang in the air a little, giving the not-Jedi a 'yeah so what' shrug as they neared the room, the smell and sight of burnt metal indicating the room Night Hawk had indicated to, Asheda shining the torch light into the blacked room, illuminating it's interior. "Looks clear, we can go in, get settled down and then sort who is who, and our next plan of action, sound good"? She awaited a response before taking the first step in, stepping slightly with a cautioned touch.

[member="Beatal Sarric"] [member="Tristram Senan"]

 

[Tristram Senan]

As the two women spoke it confirmed for Tristram that [member="Asheda Tyr"] was a member like he thought just as [member="Des Hailstar"] was. Seemed they wanted to oppose his words, but it was the typical justification. Like someone in an abusive relationship they just tried to point out the "good" parts that no one else saw and repeated shallow words told to them to excuse bad behavior and bind them within a web of lies. It was the worst kind of situation to be in regardless of if it was another person or a government doing it to you. The protection and order they mentioned was all just fronts for oppression. Anyone who tried to break the cycle was just called a terrorist and so could be treated as an other by the people. Sickening. He was disgusted by that kind of group.

Once the togruta woman finished speaking, Tristram said, " Give up your freedom for security and you deserve neither. The First Order gives you neither. You are property of the state and no amount of honeyed words spoken with silver tongues will change that reality. You say it will all be smoothed over, but I doubt it. The fact such lengths need to be taken to protect her from a simple mistake that doesn't affect them speaks volumes to me about what kind of 'Order' they are truly bringing to you. It is the kind of 'Order' that would just as easily sacrifice their most loyal to the gundarks as their least. They preach of loyalty owed to them but show none to anyone." He was getting flustered just thinking about it. Too many lives had been lost to the ideals of a faction who did not care about their members despite the fancy words they spoke. These two were unlikely to believe him, but it didn't make things any less true.

As they got to the room though, Tristram went on high alert. Why was this? The door was open. He didn't even touch the door let alone try to open it up. Someone or something else was here. As Asheda began to step in, he used to force to gently push her back away from it. It was not much, but enough to keep her from going in. In a low voice he said to Des, " I'm going to lower you down now. Have your weapon ready. I never opened this door." With that said he lowered the young woman to the floor so she could stay a safe distance back. When she was off, he got his saber's hilt in his hand and looked to the blue skinned vixen. A serious look was on his face that would express to her that nothing was well here.

[member="Beatal Sarric"]

 

[Des Hailstar]

Des was completely silent as [member="Tristram Senan"] ranted, fury building up inside her, and looks over at [member="Asheda Tyr"], her face showing her irritation with the rebel.

She watched as Tristram paused at the door for several seconds before saying "Screw it, out of my way" she raises her weapon and violently kicks the door open, her steel toed boots causing a crashing sound that echoes throughout the facility, and she rushes into the cold dark room.

Des turns on her own flash light and looks around, panning the light around the room at the three elevators, two of which were clearly destroyed. They looked as if something had bashed the doors in. Twisted metal reaching into the darkness of the empty shafts, except for one that seemed untouched and still closed

OOC:
Waited too long, lets keep going guys, if you're still down

 

[Asheda Tyr]

Asheda could agree with [member="Tristram Senan"] to some extent, the First Order was very totalitarian, people where owned with little free will to move, but it was more complicated then that, the mans view probably being blinded by outside view and general information. How one was treated depended on where they where from, what their profession was and recent events that took place on what world one lived on, herself live a nice life on Mustafar as an upper class citizen. Also knowing many words like Bespin that were damaged after the last war with the Alliance many people received governmental help and payment to return to normal lives. At the same time though some new worlds under their rule and non-human species where treated lowly, herself being mistreated by lower rank trooper sometimes, said people not living long though, usually getting force choked by the Torguta.

"We can talk later, for now I would prefer that Star here get her leg back up and we get out of here, place gives me t- woah", the sudden tug of the force grasping against her back almost threw Asheda off balance. Herself turning her adored head around with a slightly annoyed look, not feeling any danger from inside, [member="Des Hailstar"] seeming to have the same idea, hopping of the 'Jedi' and busting through the door pistol raised in a rather abrasive manner. "Maybe you just left the door open not-Jedi, no one seems to be in there", she remarked in a playful tune though still keeping her defense up while entering.

 

[Tristram Senan]

Something was off about the room. They didn't realize it because they hadn't come with him down this part of the corridor so didn't know he hadn't touched the door. All he had done was mark up the wall and went along his way. Whatever was wrong though seemed to have moved on. That was confirmed by both of the women as they just moved in without really thinking it through. Bravery was fine, but a cautious courage was even better. They were young though, well younger than him, so he could give them this one. He didn't put his saber away though and kept the hilt in his hand. Cautious courage after all. Hopefully they didn't get ambushed.

Following behind them, Tristram said as he kept his eyes open, " Seems you girls caught me. This was all just a trick so I could get a nice view of both your rears as you walked in. Worked out well too." A little humor to ease the tension and letting them think he was some kind of fool didn't hurt either. People don't take you seriously enough when they thought you were a fool. In the end they always found out just who the real fool was as well. The room was clear enough and he did get a nice look at both their butts, he had peeked his own curiosity. Seems whatever opened the door had moved on after all. He put his hilt back onto his belt and walked over to an elevator. The thing still seemed like it could work, but they would need power.

With that in mind, Tristram said, " Look for a power panel. If we can get this lift working then we can get out of here. Not sure what all is in here and don't think we should find out. You have a ship right Asheda? I think you said you did and it was a single seater. Could you fit you and Des in it? We need to prioritize getting her to safety and then to medical treatment just to make sure she didn't hit her head too hard when she crashed." After he said that, he went about looking for the power panel. The thing should be around them somewhere in this room. There was always one in every room of an instillation like this.

[member="Asheda Tyr"] [member="Des Hailstar"]

OOC: Sorry for taking so long! Got distracted in RL with stuff.

 

[Des Hailstar]

Des ignored what [member="Tristram Senan"] said as they entered, heading towards one of the destroyed elevators.

Twisted, sharp metal curled going inwards, as if something had smashed its way inside the elevator shaft. Des slid her find along one piece, scraping off a little bit of dried blood as she said softly "There's blood on here... Someone or something went through it. But what could have broken through here..?" She looked around the room searching for the power panel, which she found next to the door her and [member="Asheda Tyr"] had entered from "Found it!" She hit a switch, and the lights flickered on, low at first but gaining brightness after a few seconds.

"I think my ankle is fine.. I don't need a doctor for a sprain. I'd rather avoid going back to the order until my shore leave is done..."

 

[Asheda Tyr]

Asheda stuck her tongue out at the Jedi at his rather elaborate method to get a peak at their backsides, "if you wanted to look at my booty you only have to ask". It was still nice to know Tristam had specif interest with girls, though it was rather odd, seeing him change from stern calms and concerning to flirty and rather comedic, was he putting on an act, or did he have slight mental problems.

As suspected the room was empty, aside from the eery silence and darkness that continued to enveloped the facility, Asheda shinning the flash light around it's walls, searching for anything interesting. The small smell of blood lingering in the air, coming from the elevator shaft mister 'not Jedi' was so kind to point out, "power panel got oh never mind, looks like star is putting some light on the subject". Walking over to the lift she shone her torch light down the deep shaft "Though I hope there is nothing nasty in that shaft".

"Though as for my ship, it is a E-wing, not a lot of room, now if it was an X-wing maybe, but I do not think we will be able to share, even if your are on shore leave Des best you still used a First Order sanctioned craft". After all Asheda was most likely not the only FOSB agent stalking around first order space, and though she was able to get away with hanging out with rebel using the gist of 'under cover' the same could not be said for a pilot.

[member="Des Hailstar"] l [member="Tristram Senan"]