Private The Outback

[Zemira]

Zemira rested her head on her hands, propped up on her elbows, with a look of concentration on her face as she looked at the Dejarik board in front of her, trying to decipher her next move. Upon making the move, she put her head in her hands at the realisation that she had left herself open to getting taken and watched through her fingers as the inevitable unfolded before her. "I'm just going to check on Sakadi." She made an excuse as she slid out of the booth and began walking towards the cockpit. "Call it a draw?" She called to the Padawan over her shoulder, jokingly, aware that she had been defeated.

It felt peculiar to be without her own Padawan but not lonely as she accompanied a Jedi Master and Padawan pairing. She believed she had gotten along well with the Padawan but the Master didn't seem particularly expressive so she was unsure where she stood in their relationship however, as the Jedi with the most seniority, Zemira showed the Master respect accordingly.

Once in the cockpit, she lingered in the doorway for a moment to observe the situation before sliding into the co-pilot's seat, though she said nothing to the Jedi Master until a warning flashed in front of them, warning of a ship in the proximity. "Is it hostile?" She asked but quickly disregarded her own question. "We can't risk it." She thought aloud as her mind raced through all the possible ways they could avoid conflict in what was possibly an overreaction to the situation. "There. We could land there and lay low." She suggested, pointing to a planet within range before looking back at Sakadi to see if she approved.

Upon confirmation, the Knight began plotting course for the nearby planet of Dathomir while leaving the controls to the more experienced Jedi. She maintained watch of the ship nearby to avoid any sudden surprises, focusing on observations to allow Sakadi the focus to safely land the ship. Once they entered the atmosphere, Zemira rose from her seat to view the barren world below her with surprise; she had never seen anything quite so desolate. It took a few moments of awe for her to remember to activate the landing gear and so she quickly sat back down as the ship shuddered to a halt on the ground.

The engine spluttered as it slowed to a stop, giving a rather disturbing sound as the energy drained from it. "I'll look." Zemira sighed as she rose from her seat and opened the ship door. She reached the bottom of the ramp and scanned the eerie landscape before continuing to the side of the ship and opening the panel that covered the engine. The Knight stared at the array of machinery before her with her hands on her hips before reaching in to fiddle with something. "Ah, okay." She said to herself before returning to the ship and producing a small box of tools which she dropped outside the engine before calling out to Sakadi and Cas. "This may take some time."

Sakadi Marathi Sinvala Cadere Sam Sheridan Mathieu Brion Amur Kalanda Tishire Nezira Viresh

 

[Cadere]

Cas leaned into the seat of the booth, resting his hands on the back of his head and grinned confidently. He knew he had just beaten Master Zemira. As she stood up to check on Master Sakadi, Zemira attempted to call her loss which prompted a lighthearted eye roll and a smile from the Padawan "Whatever helps you sleep at night, Master." he jested before relaxing back in the booth. Zemira was one of the more wizard Jedi he met, alongside Sakadi and Castor.

When the ship had abruptly landed, Cas questioned whether they had reached their destination or not but... that was impossible, right? The Padawan stood up from the booth and approached the cockpit to see what was going on and outside the window he saw it was Dathomir. Dathomir of all places, Cas never wanted to come back here again. Stepping outside, he found Zemira with some repair tools and just outside the engine "Uh... why are we here?" he asked in slight distress.

Sakadi Marathi Sinvala Sam Sheridan Mathieu Brion Amur Kalanda Tishire Nezira Viresh Zemira

 

[Sakadi Marathi Sinvala]

The Silver Jedi Order's spacecraft slowly drifted through space, seemingly with no proper course or direction. It was just... there. Sakadi's pilot seat rotated, giving her better access to the vast array of buttons and switches that covered the interior of the cockpit. Flying wasn't her thing, it had never been. And yet, she found herself in the pilot's chair. She still didn't understand how it had ended up like this, but it was not as if she had any complains.

After flicking the last few switches, the control panel finally displayed the message she had been waiting for. Plotting hyperspace jumps was always a gamble and could be life-endangering with older software, which just happened to be the case. She was quite certain that a piece of debris had damaged the hull of their craft during the last jump, so the Jedi Master had made the single astromech droid present on the ship plot the course manually. It was still a gamble, but much safer than what they had been given to work with.

Just as she prepared to maneuver the ship in position for the next hyperspace jump, someone entered the cockpit. She took note of the person's presence, but decided to stay focused on the task at hand. A swift glance as the person sat down confirmed what she had felt. It was the Knightess, Zemira, who joined her and her Padawan on this mission.

Soon after being graced with the woman's company, her display flashed red once again. This time it wasn't the software, nor the hull, but an approaching vessel. Zemira's questions were shared by the Master, nodding in agreement as she exclaimed that they couldn't risk it. With the astromech still connected to the spacecraft's database, the jump was easy to alter. In no time, the craft made the jump to the pristine-looking planet.

After the ship softly touched down upon the planet and made a happy landing, she'd glance at the Knight beside her. While she remained unshaken, the Sephi was worried. The Dark side was strong here. Really strong, and different from what she was used to. Her worry slightly reflected in her caring eyes, as she directed a single telepathic message to the Knightess. "I have a bad feeling about this place. Please be careful and watch your surroundings."

Sakadi would remain in the cockpit as the others left, for three new error messages had caught her attention. This piece of junked apparently never seemed to stop teasing her.
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Sam Sheridan Mathieu Brion Amur Kalanda Tishire Nezira Viresh Zemira

 

[Nezira Viresh]

It had been quite the boring morning for Nezira and her spider as they had left the Singing mountain early before most of her clan would wake up. "Out early I see" comment one of the sentries, watching the giant spider pass with its riding ontop. "Vex is hungry and there's a ruin I want to check out before nightfall hit" explained Nezira loudly while riding away from her home and into the wilderness of Dathomir. Besides, Nezira did enjoy her small exploration trips with Vex and Kira.

Riding a Gaping Spider did have its advantages, traversing the terrain became incredibly easy with how her Gaping Spider was able to smoothly climb or jump without issues as she never slowed down once. It didn't take long for Nezira and her "traveling companion" made it to the everlasting and unending jungle that would lead Nezira to the ruin she sought to visit. Also, a large herd of herbivores had claimed the area near the ruin, making hunting for food a convenient place to set up camp.

A faint Rancor roar made Nezira snapped her attention immediately in the direction of the roar, scanning the dark red tinted lush jungle for any movement. Rancors was no joke and often her clan made an effort to avoid the territory altogether and if that wasn't possible, at least stay clear of their hunting grounds. The Gaping Spiders could grow to insane size, but a fully grown Dathomirian Rancor could very easily take down a Gaping Spider if Hungry enough.

Leaning down to the head of her spider, she whispered, "let's go, don't like how close that roar was" and held on as Vex sped up its speed through the jungle. before Nezira knew it, she was out of the expansive jungle and entered the very orange-red desolated rocky and mountain area. "Alrighty, we're almost there" expressed Nezira and rode into the desolated Badlands.

As she rode towards her destination, a ship entered the sky above her caught her attention immediately as she realized that the ship was landing close to the ruin, a little too close, "why do so many strangers keep coming here?" Wondering Nezira a bit annoyed by the situation that has just evolved now. Heading in the direction of the ship, Nezira prepared herself mentally for a potential confrontation with these outsiders.

Sam Sheridan Mathieu Brion Amur Kalanda Tishire Zemira Sakadi Marathi Sinvala

 

[Sam Sheridan]

"Come on. It's not so bad..." Sam said to herself, holding tightly onto the controls of her ship. Her heart was pounding with nervousness as she looked over the dials and controls. She was embarrassed to be so nervous, but no matter what she told herself, she couldn't relax to the point where she got her confidence back. "It can't be that hard, right? I mean, I'll take anyone on in a speeder or a swoop. This can't be that much harder." she commented, a slight shiver audible in her voice from stress.

"Alright. And this one is the throttle..." she carefully took hold and gently pushed it forward, speeding up a but to a speed she was comfortable with. "I thought my ship's controls were more responsive..." she commented in an attempt to relax herself. "Then again, I am more used to speeders..." she admitted with a nervous chuckle. "Okay...let's step it up a little..." she said softly, reaching over to the throttle lever...only with her eyes on the space in front of her, she took hold of the wrong lever. When she pulled it, alarms blared and the ship suddenly jumped into hyperspace. "Whoa! WHAT THE KARK! MATT!" she shouted, eyes wide and hands holding on for dear life. The alarms kept blaring as the wormhole warped around them. Coruscant was left behind as they blasted off to who-knows-where.

Sam finally managed to get herself to let go of the controls, turning to face Matt. "Where are we jumping to?" she looked around for her droid. "Beebee! Get up here! Find out what's going on!" she barked, stepping aside for it to get more room to work with. Instead she went to stand behind Matt, holding onto the back of his seat. "Matt, what happened?" she asked him urgently. She really hoped she didn't just put them on a one-way ticket to doom...

Mathieu Brion Amur Kalanda Tishire Zemira Sakadi Marathi Sinvala Cadere

 

[Mathieu Brion]

Spoiler: Time with Sam before arrival above Dathomir

"You'll get the hang of it" he said, looking at her. Sammy really was undeservingly nervous - she was a competent swoop biker and seemed to pick up new skills fast. Sure, she may not become an ace pilot overnight, but there were no doubts in his mind that she would at least get a good idea of the controls quick enough. Perhaps him already wearing heavy armour was an indicator towards the opposite, but that was another story. Mathieu nodded silently as he watched her hand take a careful hold of the throttle - there was no real point in confirming it verbally - she knew that she was right. "It's alright" he said calmly as she expressed surprise over how slow it was compared to the speeders.

His eyes returned to their front, gazing out over the stars. Despite the Coruscant lights polluting their little part of space, the little glimmering lights could all be seen rather clearly and traffic was low. Rather pleasant conditions for her to try out piloting in. A smirk appeared on his lips as she spoke of 'stepping it up a little' - of course she wanted to step it up a little. She always did seem to want a little bit of action, some spice, not a slow moment - not even now. Throwing an eye on the energy levels and engine status, he let out a rather relaxed "Go for it" before gazing back out over the stars as he leaning back in his seat.

It was sudden, yet noticeable - the sound of a slightly more pressurised lever being pushed and then a low 'tock' as it locked in. "That sounded a bit like...." he said, only to then hear the hyperdrive activate. His eyes darted down to her hand, seeing it laying on the wrong lever "O-kay" he said softly, doing his utmost not to show any signs of fear or panic. Quickly, his full attention shifted to the panels in front of him as he worked away at re-shifting the ship's power to the engines and activating the venting systems to avoid anything overheating too much. "You really did step things up, didn't you?" he asked jokingly with a hint of nervousness slipping through as he laughed. While he had all reasons in the world to panic - this really wasn't the time and he wanted to keep a brave face for Sammy. But even then, he was breaking a sweat and not quite capable of keeping it all in.

Not really know where they were going yet, he just let out a simple "We'll see" as the droid came up to immediately take over a few tasks, all in an effort to drop them out of hyperspace and keep the ship intact. "I think we engaged the hyperdrive" he mumbled absentmindedly. Soon, the astromech made a series of high pitched beeps, warning them to get ready "Better listen to the droid, Sammy. Strap in."

Dropping out of hyperspace their entire visage was soon filled by a rather barren and desolate planet. While he might have been inclined to comment on her choice of vacation spot, the Morellian had other things to focus on. Approaching the stage of crashing right into the planet whilst a dozen alarms were going off at once, Mathieu did his utmost to avoid a rather horrible end to the journey. With help from the droid, a bit of skill and luck in abundance, they barely managed to escape death. However, one of the engines had been severely overheated and had stopped working entirely for the moment, most likely needing to cool down for a bit of time. Breathing heavily and wiping some sweat off of his forehead, he asked "Sammy, are you alright? Got any ideas of where to go now?" upon which the droid chirped that it had picked up another ship which they passed by earlier landing just a few kilometers away. With no better ideas, he steered the limping ship towards the other.

Landing, perhaps 20 meters away, Mathieu looked out from the cockpit, sending off a happy wave to the figures he could see below. "I guess we'll have some company whilst waiting for that engine to come back online." he said as the droid dealt with whatever problems the ship had after the rather wild trip. "One of them looked a little familiar, I think we'll be alright" he said with a warm smile. It was then that the droid casually made a few beeps, 'reminding' him that they had, after all, landed on Dathomir. "But it never hurts to go in armed, right?" The mercenary chuckled before taking his time to get ready and giving Sammy a few moments to get everything she needed, and perhaps even a breather now that they were safeer. Eventually, the ramp lowered, and the two exited the ship. Raising an arm, he hollered a happy "Hello there"

 

[Amur]

Amur was hoping that she get to spend some nice quiet time with her favorite witch, even if it was on Dathomir. Sure Dathomir had it's flaws, many actually and it generally had a disdain for anything that didn't come from the planet it had one thing going for it: Privacy. Dathomir to put it simply was a planet few willingly ventured into which meant that it stayed barren, and when coupled with the quaint lack of technological development meant that unlike most planets you didn't have to deal with the empire down your throat, nor it spying on you threatening to tear down the slightest hints of sedition. In a way it made it perfect for her to just be herself, they could vanish away from the prying eyes and spend some time alone in the wild.

Though that brought up one problem right now, the damn witch hadn't shown herself yet. This was more then a little worrying they had agreed on a time and place after all yet still she couldn't get a trace of her. Hopefully Kalanda had gotten distracted by something or just had to take a quick detour. The witch did always have that bit of spontaneity about her, besides she had a feeling that despite the cutesy appearance she wasn't defenseless, she had a saber after all. After a few minutes Amur's mind needed a distraction and as she looked around the foliage she spotted something that made her smile.

It was a particular plant she was on the lookout for, it's nectar was a key ingredient needed for the flavoring of a little baking project she had in mind. The sith having began to show interest in the hobby after she first baked Cupcakes with Kalanda. Turns out if one dug in the right places of the Sith archives that there was indeed a Sith written baking book (Alchemical Transfusion of Food stuffs: From exotic delicacies, to devious poisons, and alluring aphrodisiacs) that contained a host of different ideas to leaven the Sith's imagination. She settled for a cake recipe that after careful inspection didn't appear to have adverse effects and was purely meant to taste delicious, the only thing was that it called for something that you could find only on Dathomir and now she was looking at it.

It was massive easily taking up the size of a large dog. It at first glance looked a normal plant except that it's leafs were more like green ribbons that were highlighted with vibrant red stalks that had dew on the edges, except that was merely a facade. Truth be told the dew was actually an adhesive that would stick and the ribbon like leaf would begin to move to completely trap and devour it's catch. It was more than capable of swallowing a man whole with no troubles. Amur would stay at a distance studying it trying to best figure how to reach it's center. Briefly her attention was broken by the sound of ship coming down nearby for a landing. Odd to say the least but she let that one slide probably just a smuggler or outlaw trying to lay low, nothing of her concern. That was imperial duty and right now her personal selfish duty was acquiring this karking ingredient for her cake.

She shut her eyes and reached through to the force trying to get a signature on the plant in front of her, the way it twisted and reacted to encroach on it's prey, trying to visualize the forces at work and how to best deceive the plant into clearing the way. It was always odd interacting with plants they worked on a much more primal and alien way. Still focusing in on how to send the right signal to the stalks to get them to move. Concentrating intensely her efforts would bear fruit as she saw the green ribbons begin to twist and contort and with a little bit of experimentation they would begin to retract away every so slightly from the core. Amur having a soft smile as her quiet meditation was now beginning to bend the plant to her will, it was all quite satisfying and would make baking the cake that much more worth it. Except that her concentration was now ruined by the howling sound of another ship coming down it's engine screaming away and washing the desolate natural environment with artificial noise. She looked up to see the jackarse nearly suck a bird into the ships intake before landing suspiciously close to the other ship that landed.

The sith was now curious, one ship landing was normal two ships coming within minutes of each other landing right next to eachother now that was something odd afoot. She was now beginning to to scan for the best route to take to get near the pair of ships undetected and see if she could spy and derive their purpose for being here. Though between her prior focus on the plant and her new attention on the ships she would fail to notice that there was indeed something else that was now near the Sith...

Kalanda Tishire Zemira Sakadi Marathi Sinvala Nezira Viresh Cadere Sam Sheridan Mathieu Brion

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Or it was just an oddly busy day for traffic on the world of Dathomir. Kalanda had cloaked herself in the force, hiding herself for a critical moment, aiming to announce herself at an opportune time by surprise hugging Amur, however there were two issues awaiting her. Firstly, she wasn't sure where Amur was exactly, and secondly, she wasn't sure how Amur would respond to her attack. She tensed up, thinking she had a chance to jump the Sith, then felt a presence....a familiar presence at that. She couldn't place it, but it just felt....familiar ( Nezira Viresh ). How strange. The momentary distraction had caused her to miss her opportunity as Amur passed by her position, and the witch now grumbled quietly to herself as she had to rethink her approach; as well as reposition herself.

She sat up in the trees, watching the Sith from up above, though she glanced back towards where she had seen the ships land. Was this another slaver ship? A group of outlaws? Why were they here? Hopefully they weren't after her sisters, and if they were....well, she'd have to pay them a visit. But that could wait. For now, she had a particular Sith that she was rather amused with. Amur had taken notice of a particular plant now, and her guard was down. Kalanda grinned, readied herself to pounce, but figured a bit of a warning would ensure Amur wouldn't accidentally attack her. She carefully lowered herself down from the tree, a bit of nervousness bubbling up in her gut. She would move closer to Amur, before hugging the Sith from behind, her invisibility dropped. "If I was a jedi, you'd be in so much trouble." She snickered, before dropping the hug and stepping back, and glancing to the plant that had distracted her friend for her. "Well, this is Dathomir. I can see you are taking a liking to the wild life? Hope it wasn't too much of a hassle for you, but I'm looking forward to showing you around." Kalanda smiled, folding her hands across her front, still feeling a bit of nervousness coursing through her.

Amur Zemira Sakadi Marathi Sinvala Cadere Nezira Viresh Sam Sheridan Mathieu Brion

 

[Zemira]

The presence of the Dark side on Dathomir was strong and that coupled with the fact it was in enemy territory meant the group needed to exercise extreme caution. "Will do." Zemira nodded in response to the Master before exiting the ship to try and get the it back into some state of repair. She stuck her head into the open panel and reached her hand deep into the bowels of the ship to tighten something that had come loose but when she heard Cas address her, she finished tightening the loose component before turning to face the Padawan. "I thought we were being followed so we have to lay low for a bit. It wasn't a risk we could take." She explained to Cas.

"I know we're not exactly safe here but... trouble seems less likely so don't worry." She told him as she was able to sense his unease but as if on cue, the sound of a ship entering the atmosphere boomed overhead. Given the hostile nature of the planet, her immediate instinct was to push Cas behind one of the landing gear legs before ducking under the ship herself. The Knight brought the comlink to her lips and confirmed with the Master what she likely already knew. "There's another ship. Is it hostile?" She asked since the Sephi would have a better view on the ship than the Jedi outside.

The Knight watched the ship intensely as it landed and had a hand on the lightsaber hilt at her hip in case the occupants revealed themselves guns blazing. However, when the ramp lowered she immediately relaxed and her hand melted away from the weapon. "Mathieu?" She said in disbelief before walking out from the underbelly of the ship to greet her acquaintance. "It's okay Sakadi, I know one of them." She informed the Master through the comlink while still imploring her to be cautious of the unknown person for now. "Hi, what are you doing here?" She asked as she approached him, though she was wary of the stranger he was with. While she trusted Mathieu to an extent, she was unsure how much she trusted his judgement in his choice of allies.

Cadere Sakadi Marathi Sinvala Amur Kalanda Tishire Nezira Viresh Sam Sheridan Mathieu Brion

 

[Cadere]

The cold and dark presence of Dathomir was all too familiar to the Padawan, however, he still didn't like it. Cas folded his arms as he listened to Zemira's explanation on why they docked here. "Heh, I'd rather deal with what was up there than down here." he stated as he pointed toward the red Dathomirian sky, "Trust me, the things that live here are scary enough to make me want to-" then he along with Zemira, heard the sound of another ship entering the atmosphere. Before he could even react, he felt himself being pushed behind a docking leg which prompted an annoyed "I have legs, y'know." from the Padawan.

However, one of the individuals that emerged from the ship seemed to know Zemira... or she knew him at least. Regardless, it was safe to emerge from their hiding spot, Cas followed the Jedi Knight as she began approaching this Mathieu guy. As the two parties drew nearer to each other, Cas squinted at the woman who was accompanying Mathieu as she seemed familiar... and to his horror, he did in fact know her. It was that whack job Sam Sheridan he and Sakadi met back on Ojom.

Cas' youthful resting face quickly switched into a frown that matched a Trandoshan's. "You're kidding me!" he exclaimed, looking directly at Sam "Of all the people in the galaxy-- y'know what at least it's not Akemi." Cas groaned in defeat, hanging his head down. His head raised and he made eye contact with Mathieu "What do you see in her, guy? I promise you, you can do a lot better than crazy lady." he stated, glancing over at Sam in an attempt to get a rise out of her.

As he waited for his answer however, he sensed something else... a familiar presence ( Nezira Viresh ) nearby but he couldn't quite place his finger on it exactly. However, he had faith that whatever it was the five of them could handle it.

Sakadi Marathi Sinvala Nezira Viresh Sam Sheridan Mathieu Brion Amur Kalanda Tishire Zemira

 

[Sakadi Marathi Sinvala]

Sakadi leaned back in the pilot's chair, her brow furrowed as she deciphered the error messages. The language was set to galactic basic, but the errors made absolutely no sense. Nothing was wrong with the engine, life support or landing gear. So what was malfunctioning? Folding her arms, the Jedi's gaze wandered off, until a second red-flashing button caught her attention.​

With slight hesitation, Sakadi would press it. The error messages disappeared, and most of the red lights finally stopped flickering. A happy sequence of binary chirps followed from the astromech behind her, who informed the Master that she just ignored the software warnings. The one's she had the droid deal with a moment prior. The errors had basically been a false alarm. And that, was why she hated flying. ​

A few seconds after she released an exasperated sigh, her commlink would go off. It was the Knight, who asked her about an incoming ship. It confused the Master a little. Did the Knight truly expect her to answer through the commlink? If it was meant as a joke, it certainly wasn't a funny one.​

A swift glance at the monitor gave her an indication of the incoming vessel. Closing her eyes, the Jedi Master would reach out to the Knight's signature in the Force. "It doesn't seem hostile at first glance, but proceed with caution." her voice would echo through Zemira's head. The reply came shortly after, a confirmation that these stranger weren't hostile. Upon sensing her Padawan's surprise, however, Sakadi would reach out to him. "Is everything alright? The Force seems to be working in strange ways today, but please do stay patient." she'd tell him through the Force, hoping that neither of them would end up taking rash decisions. ​

Zemira Cadere Kalanda Tishire Amur Sam Sheridan Mathieu Brion Nezira Viresh

 

[Nezira Viresh]

More and more signatures in the force now placed Nezira on guard as she has gotten very close to the two ships, moving through a hidden path much further up the mountain. "I don't like this Vex" admitted Nezira, feeling the auras of at least one familiar presence( Cadere ). Or, that would be a bit of a lie. When she went up the mountain, she felt two familiar presences, or one cold familiar presence(Amur) and one similar in nature to her own connection to the spirits(Kalanda Tishire). However, the two ships were too worrying, for the Nightsister to stop and investigate the cold and familiarity.

Once moving through the hidden path, jumped Nezira off her Gaping Spider and continued to walk beside it, like she was out walking a dog. When finally arriving on the other side, having a great vantage point, she turned to Vex, "please hide Vex, I don't want them to see you and cause a fuss, not yet at least" explained the Nightsister, placing a caressing hand to Vex's head as she closed her eyes, creating a link between them, through the force.

Upon opening her eyes again, so did the spider, making a low clicking sound with her chelicerates, seemingly understanding its owner. Watching her spider crawling further up the mountain and out of sight, though she had no doubt it would follow her and come to her aid the moment she was attacked, she continued the last bit.

Coming to the other side of the mountainside, she had a clear sight down to the two ships and the trespassers. Silently like a spider, watching its prey, she moved further down, getting close enough, so she could hear what the group was saying. She really didn't feel like talking to the strangers, just the thought of having to converse with the them, made it weird for the Nightsister. So, like she did most of the other times, she started to move back and forth unintentional, mentally trying to come up with a way to approach these strangers.

As scary and eerie Nezira seem to strangers and outsiders, she really has terrible social skills, not really sure how to act among others than her clan and her spiders.

Sam Sheridan Mathieu Brion Amur Kalanda Tishire Zemira Sakadi Marathi Sinvala

 

[Sam Sheridan]

Sam didn't waste any time as she strapped into her seat. Beebee and MAtt worked to figure out how to get out of the mess...but his answer didn't exactly impress her. "NO KARKING SHIT?!" she shouted over the noise, her voice thick with sarcasm. Thankfully they managed to avoid certain death and Matt steered them to safety. "Yeah I'm fine. Just scared the ever living crap out of me." she admitted, shooting him a nervous smile. "That's enough flight lessons for today, I think." she joked with a snicker, releasing her straps and stepping away from the controls.

Matt spotted another ship and flew them over towards them. "Let's hope they're not trouble. Where the hell are we in the first place? I don't think I've ever been here before." she admitted, looking around. She made sure to take her pistols along with a knapsack filled with grenades and some other minor things they might need, including a medpack and a wrench. From the look of it, they could use some help as well.

Once they saw who the other part was, however, Sam groaned with annoyance. "Well looking at your mug was enough to ruin my day just a little more." she grumbled, pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance.

Though the boy's comment certainly achieved what he was hoping for. Her eyes shot open as she glared at him. "The kark you just say?" she spoke up. "What. The. KARK..." she drew a pistol and levelled it sideways at him, stepping closer at him. "...Did you just say?!" she shouted, her eyes filled with murderous intent. "You got something to say to my face, pencil-dick? HUH? I'll karking resize your ass, you hear me?!" she roared, drawing her second pistol as well to level at him. "You wanna say something to my boyfriend, you say it to me, got that?!"

All in all, quite an average start to a conversation for the mercenary...

Mathieu Brion Amur Kalanda Tishire Zemira Cadere Sakadi Marathi Sinvala Nezira Viresh

 

[Mathieu Brion]

"Zemira!" he exclaimed enthusiastically before looking to Sammy on his right side, clearly quite happy about the situation. "She's a Jedi" he chirped before turning back to the Knight. With an awkward scratch on the back of his head, Mathieu considered his options carefully - why where they there? Throwing Sammy under the bus and saying that she accidentally jumped them there was not going to happen and he saw no real sense in lying to Zemira either. Besides Jedi-people had all kinds of tricks up their sleeves - so it probably wouldn't be very productive in the first place. Letting his arm fall back down to his side again, the Mercenary let out a short lived little "Heh..." before shrugging.

Coming to his rescue was a Kiffar who looked like a Rancor had just peed on his face - frowning and ready to share exactly what he had on his mind. Mathieu quickly dropped the bag he held over his shoulder and drew closer to Sammy, gently placing his right hand by the back of her right shoulder. She was not alone. Hoping to avoid whatever was about to happen next, he looked to Zemira "So, who's your f-..." before he even got to finish, he was cut off and before anyone knew it, the two of them were at it. Sending a confused look, going from Sammy to the Kiffar and then to Zemira, the Morellian didn't quite know what to do.

But he did know Sammy. Things would escalate - and boy did it escalate! Having kept a close eye on her, he saw her right hand reach for the blaster and as quickly as he could, Mathieu lowered his own right arm, letting it glide along hers until it reached her lower arm. Holding it fast - making sure not to hurt her in the process - he guaranteed that the gun wouldn't be pointed at anyone. It was then that she kept going - ranting and raving, pressing forth towards her victim and claiming every millimetre he was willing to give. While Mathieu had originally not held her back too much, his free left arm now went to hold hers whilst pulling her back a metre or two, hoping that the situation would deescalate. This, naturally, also ensured that her second blaster would never be drawn in the first place.

The Kiffar deserved it. Despite having tried to ignore what the guy had said, it certainly felt good to hear her go at him and after a few pinches, holding her back wasn't too hard either. Then came the last comment, questioning Mathieu's relationship with Sammy and even suggesting he could find someone better. Surely, the guy wouldn't be suggesting that he was a better fit himself, right? An amused eyebrow rose as the the Mercenary looked over at the bantha-mouthed fool. After a quick scan, looking the guy up and down, Mathieu looked back directly at her "There's no risk. He could never even come close to your level." His words were soft with a hint of nonchalance as he did exactly like she suggested, completely ignoring the boy and devoting his full attention to her. Applying a little bit of force, the Morellian turned her slightly in the hopes that she would look at him "You're way above his league" he continued whilst forming a mischievous smile.

Still holding her close, Mathieu turned "Zemira" he said, hoping to catch the Knight's attention "Get my bag. I've got a couple of sandwiches in it, and Grumpy over there might need some traveling food." he said nodding at the Kiffar.

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[Amur]

Staring off towards the distant landing site the Sith would scan and begin to retract her signature to be purely within her, last thing she wanted was for a latent force sensitive to get an omen of ill will. Amur's eyes traced over to the mountainside wondering if something was there as well. She needed answers, and perhaps make someone...

Her mind would be jolted by a mass colliding behind before it wrapped around, a savage instinct was about to kick as the force prepared to lash out from within to now outside only to find out that it was just Kalanda, her face reddening at the witch's comment, noting that she had let her guard in a way that could've turned fatal. Her mind registered the hug and now feeling it's warmth envelope her, a loud sigh of relief exiting the Sith's helmet. When Kalanda let go she would quickly turn on her heel to face the witch. Being given her welcome to the red planet, well second welcome.

"I should've anticipated such mischief from you. Though I'm still glad to be here. Truth be told this is my second time on Dathomir, though it was short lived and hammered in the need for a guide." She answered as she took a few steps forward towards the witch. A relaxed hand reaching out and rest upon her shoulder threatening to nudge it's way towards her chin. Kalanda may have been nervous but the Sith was perfectly relaxed.

"Don't worry, I wanted to come here, this place has so many interesting questions to it... Amur would look back towards the landing site now as she could feel something itch at the back of her mind. Something just wasn't right and she couldn't keep ignoring it. Shame too, she would have loved to just walk away, but sadly that wouldn't be the case for today. ... But right now I just can't shake the fact I feel something strange is afoot with those ships. That mountain side should give us a good view of whatever the hell is going with those ships, that is if you're ok with following me." It was an open option for Kalanda, the Sith herself torn over whether she should even follow Amur into potential danger. At the same time Amur would also be more comfortable with Kalanda by her side.

Regardless of the answer the Sith would begin to wade through the foliage of Dathomir making her way to the over look, hiding herself and her presence in the force. A predator now searching for it's vantage point. Though doing so she would remain unaware of the presence of Nezira. Though soon enough as she crested over a hill and used the shadows to creep to the overlook undetected, she would see the shuffling of a figure she recognized. It was that Night sister from before. The one that was curious in her, it seemed like it wouldn't just be underground caverns that the two would stumble into eachother. Letting her herself re-delve into the force she let her presence be noticeable enough for the Nightsister to sense from nearby. Though at the distance only Nezira and Kalanda would be able to sense it. Besides as she watched down it seemed like everyone was too busy with a commotion of some kind to notice the Sith and potentially an additional nightsister was now watching them.

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[Zemira]

Zemira narrowed her eyes at Mathieu and then the person he was with as he provided an unsatisfactory response and although she trusted Mathieu, or rather thought she did, he was in enemy territory without a reasonable explanation but seeing as Dathomir wasn't exactly the forefront of the Sith Empire and there didn't seem to be anything on the planet that was worth the risk, she relaxed a little. She owed Mathieu from their first meeting so she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, especially as she didn't sense any ill-intent from him. Zemira lifted the commlink to her mouth again and summoned Sakadi. "I think we're going to be here a while, you can come out if you want." She told the Master.

Upon hearing Cas' remark, the Knight shot the Padawan a look of warning. "Cas! Control yourself." She told the Padawan, making a mental note to inform Sakadi of his outburst later. It prompted a rather unexpected outburst from the young woman who reacted far more aggressively than would be proportionate but Mathieu seemed to know how to handle the situation so Zemira took the liberty of reprimanding the Padawan in the meantime. Her own Padawan could be difficult at times but he was at least mature enough to know not to spout abuse to people.

"What was that?" She asked Cas with an irritated look. "You know you're not supposed to act like that and yet you still do it, why? You're representing the Jedi, not just yourself so think about that before you act." She told him, though she hoped Sakadi would be able to give him a comprehensive lesson at a more appropriate time, though she was surprised that he was still exhibiting such behaviour as she would've expected Sakadi to have stopped it by now. "You're intelligent, start showing it." She concluded before Mathieu called her. "Yeah?" She replied, turning to face Mathieu. The Knight nodded in response and fetched Mathieu's bag and held it towards him. "So who's your friend...?" She asked awkwardly.

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[Cadere]

Well, he got what he wanted. Cas simply stood there biting his lip, fighting every bone in his body to not laugh as Sam unloaded a barrage of insults at him ranging from hilarious to downright comedy gold. Although, as Sam pulled our her blasters on him, Cas was about to reach for his own lightsaber until her boyfriend grabbed her and held her back.

But as he did so, Sam's boyfriend threw a sidelong at him about. Rolling his eyes, Cas waved the insult off and opened his mouth ready to make a come back, he called out "Don't flatter yourself, you old--!" but was interrupted by Zemira attempting to lecture him. He listened to what she had to say - his face conveyed a deadpan expression as he responded to her lecture "She murdered someone, Master Zemira." he stated bluntly "She stabbed some guy in the throat and slammed his face into said-knife which I still have nightmares about." Cas continued, then his face formed a fake smile "So, don't mind me if I have some fun with her." Cas argued.

Sandwiches did sound good right about now. After Zemira left to speak to Sam's boyfriend, the Padawan sighed and and ran his gloved hands through his dreads. Calming down slightly from the heated engagement he realised that overall Zemira was right, what he did was immature and out of line and he dreaded the potential telepathic chew out from his Master. Which begged the question... what was she up to? Raising his hand close to his mouth, Cas spoke to the communicator embedded into the back of his glove "Master? You've been quiet..."he wondered "Yeah, I know that's your permanent condition but you know what I mean." he added, in case Sakadi had something smart to say back.

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[Sakadi Marathi Sinvala]

Whatever was happening outside didn't seem to be noteworthy, as she got no response from her Padawan. The only bit of information she received, was what Zemira gave her. Apparently they were going to be here a while. Was the damage their ship had taken really that bad? The errors were a false alarm, and the craft itself still seemed to be functional.

As Sakadi rose from the comfortable pilot seat, she received a second message. Some kind of jest from her Padawan; one she wasn't going to respond to. After a final glance at the monitor, the Jedi Master would make her way down the ramp.

Dathomir was far more beautiful than she had expected. Its desolate landscape consisting of various shades of red was drenched with the Dark side, but it was so different from the cold that usually emanated from the Sith. The red rock that was Dathomir distracted her for a moment, as she adjusted to its strange and violent nature. "The Force feels different here... More ancient.. and far from dormant." she noted, conveying her message to both Zemira and Cas.

Her gaze fell on the two strangers a moment later. Well, strangers.. She recognized the woman. A murderer and, in her humble opinion, someone quite deranged. All in all, it wasn't a person she was fond of. She didn't know the man who accompanied her, but he definitely stood out. In a good way, for he struck her as a kind and humble man. While this was an assumption made based on her first glance, it did make her wonder how someone like him got involved with a murderer. Unfortunately, there was little Sakadi could do about the brown haired menace. They weren't within the Order's territory, and the Jedi Master wouldn't allow personal grudges to guide her. Turning to Zemira, Sakadi reached out again. "Friends of yours?"
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[Nezira Viresh]

Getting caught up in her inner debates, doing an awful job at helping herself calm down. When the presence of the force hit her, she snapped out of her internal conversation, scanning the mountain further up. To her surprise, she knew the aura, that Sith woman who first trespassed on Dathomir and who she fought a Gorgara and defeat the great winged beast. While Nezira didn't trust her, anyone who wasn't of clan sister, she had a hard time trusting. However, the Sith proved herself in the eyes of the Fanged God, showing him that she was worthy traversing the wilds of Dathomir.

Just as Nezira was about to explore and see if it actually was the Sith woman she met, shouting and apparently a lot of cursing in strange words, made Nezira change her focus back to the true strangers. Well, apparent from that stupid Jedi, she for some reason, felt like saving from getting killed by Imperial. Taking a deep breath and exhaling, she closed her eyes and within seconds after she closed her eyes, she disappeared in a luminous green smoke.

A luminous green smoke with sounds of whispers, mixed with a crackling echo of short bursts of hisses formed a few meters from where the newly arrived group stood. As of out of thin air, Nezira appeared out of the luminous green smoke, standing in her red, black and dark grey clothes, looking at the five very different looking individuals.

One, blonde-haired and deep blue eyes, and had a clear mischievous smile, which he looked very much up to no good. Then there was the woman beside him, the loud-mouthed and very easy to track, with so much noise she made. Dark brown hair, was not often she's seen that hair-colour, which wasn't very surprising, given who lived on Dathomir. Impressive such a loud person had been able to survive for so long, being so loud, every ambush predator would have heard her miles away if she was like that daily on Dathomir.

On the other side, stood two older women along with... ugh, that stupid Jedi with his stupid face and stupid cheeky smile. You will not get me to blush this time! She swore internally, already fighting the urge to actually hide her face from him, so he wouldn't see her blush if she did. If that stupid Cas tries anything, anything! I will cut your arms off, cauterize the wound, and make you watch my spider eat them. Thought Nezira, hoping that would make her forget that she found him endearing. Nezira, of course, was in complete denial about it. Yeah, Nezira might overreact, but these feelings Cas gave her was alien and weird and she didn't know whether to like them or hate them.

Looking at the group of five people, "you people are trespassing on Dathomir, leave at once" said the Nightsister, giving a simple yet direct demand to the group in front of her.

Meanwhile, back at the mountain, something black and big moved silently by Amur. Vex, Nezira's rhino-sized Gaping Spider, moved along the mountainside in cover, moving further down, without being noticed. However, when it made it down without being noticed, it slowly walked out of the large rock formations, moving to stand behind Nezira. A low vibrating clicking sound came from it, raising its front legs, barring the two very large black fangs.

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[Sam Sheridan]

Her arm suddenly stopped before she could even get her pistol on target. And a few seconds later her left arm was trapped as well. If Matt wasn't as important to her as he was, she might have hurt him properly as well. But in all fairness, he might have just saved her life a third time. She kept trying to break free in order to go wring the kid's scrawny neck, but she had no hopes of escaping against Matt's grip. She ignored his first comment, but she did at least look at him when he turned her slightly, Although with a scowl as deep as hers, it might not have been a good thing. She appreciated his words which cooled her off to a degree. "Something a snot-nosed, wet-behind-the-ears little shit like him needs to remember." she fired back, looking back at him for a moment.

Matt wanted to give his Jedi friend their sandwiches but Sam intercepted the bag. She took out a sandwich for herself first before tossing her the bag and flipping off Cas one last time. "Hope you choke on it." she called out to Cas as she took a position next to Matt. She listened to Matt and Zemira speak as she ate her sandwich. "We're a little bit more than friends, sis. And you should maybe think about teaching your paddie over there to pick his fights a little more carefully next time. With a mouth like that, he's liable to get a bolt in the back of the head." she quipped irritably before finishing her sandwich. Thankfully Matt knew how to make good food. "I'm gonna go check on the ship's status. Let me know if you need me...or that little twerp drops dead all of a sudden." she said to Matt as she started to turn.

Her plans were suddenly interrupted when a woman literally materialized out of thin air close to them. Sam's left hand gravitated to her pistol but she didn't immediately draw it. The stranger spoke, surprisingly in perfect Basic. However what came out of the forest and took a spot next to the stranger got Sam to draw both pistols. "WHAT THE KARK IS THAT!?" she practically jumped back as she aimed at its forehead, ready to start firing if it got any closer.

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