Nathan Bloodscrawl
House Bloodscrawl Patriarch
Wearing: High Republic Robes
Armed With: High Republic Lightsaber
Location: Naboo (Mountain Range)
Arrived in: Super Heavy Interceptor
Earlier, aboard the Atrisian Pathfinder
Nathan sparred with his wife,
Vera Mina
, in the private training chamber aboard the vessel.
His wife's ability to rapidly learn lightsaber combat had astounded. To paraphrase Zhar Lestin: She had learned to do in weeks what many could not learn in years.
Currently, he was schooling her in Makashi. Her tactics were growing more complex by the minute they dueled with their training sabers. Ordinary masters would have feared her learning that much. Nathan, however...
... Nathan wanted to train her to her maximum potential at the blade and beyond.
Vera spun and stabbed with her curved hilt white training blade against his own. Moments like this were the closest Nathan ever got to feeling true, genuine peace.
Their blade's locked, and Nathan couldn't stop himself from grinning a little at her smirking face, her lose training robes not able to hide her voluptuous figure.
"Am I going too fast?" She wondered.
"If anything you should speed up..." Nathan encouraged.
Vera's smile grew wider.
"Alright..."
She twisted her blade out of the lock, spinning and stabbing at him from all angles. Only Nathan's own Makashi training allowed him to fully meet each of the extremely complex, dance like sequences she employed in her attacks. It took all his training just to be able to counter attack her and once again their blades locked.
Then an alert from the comm system interrupted their duel and the pair had to leave.
"Always at the worst possible moment..." Vera complained. "One of these days we're going to have to put that thing on mute..."
"Can't control when duty calls, Vera. And we all have our duties."
"Whatever it is try to make it back before nightfall, I'm making Nerf Meatballs with Rice..." Vera advised as they headed to the shower stalls adjacent to the chamber.
"Would you add more pepper this time when you cook it, please?" Nathan asked as he bathed in a separate stall
"Because you asked nicely." Vera replied, her hair, which was actually super thin strands of tissue already covered in soap.
"Heh." he chuckled. "Hey, Vera...I'm sorry Thel didn't want to meet with... Arianna..."
"You tried..." Arianna's voice replied from Vera's mouth, a crisper accent than Vera's. "It's my own fault, in the end...not his, and certainly not yours."
Nathan could still feel the unsettled sadness that gripped her since that day.
"Will it hurt you, always having to be Vera around him?" he asked.
Vera turned to him.
"Immeasurably..." she answered with both Vera and Arianna's voice in unison.
"I'm sorry..." he said. "I wish I could help..."
"We're all learning to be parents..." She replied completely in Vera's voice, washing her hair clean of soap. "Mistakes are inevitable. Neither one of us is going to be the perfect parent to
Thel Bloodscrawl
...all we can do is try to be a good one...and hope he forgives us both later..."
"Yeah..." Nathan agreed. "How goes the hunt for the Cult?"
"We purged another nest last week. I do believe we were about to clear the core before The Empire took it. Now we just have to figure out where they are in the mid rim before they can flee into the Galactic Core where we won't be able to touch them as easily."
"We were so close. This war...it has to be ended as soon as possible. We can't let the Cult go to ground for another century. I am going to see them go within my life time. I have to do it. Not just for me, but for Percival...for Thel..."
The old pain welled up in him over Percival. The Cult continued to inflict loss on him. First his wife, then his daughter. Then his Grandson.
And...if all the minds in Vera were correct...Moya Virtu also.
True to what he promised, he was taking no chances...
"We'll get them all. I sense it. But it will...cost us..." Vera said.
"When doesn't it?" he wondered.
They were both soon dressed and Nathan headed to the terminal on the bridge.
High Republic Jedi Council had just sent his shuttle a transmission. Strange Interlopers had been spotted in a recently discovered temple to Shiraya and he had been asked to go investigate it along with
Aiden Porte
"Vera, I may be gone a while longer than I thought. I got a feeling about this one..." Nathan said as he looked it over.
"Be careful..." Vera said as she entered the automated bridge, in a gown of red Naboo silks.
Nathan turned and pulled her close to him very gently by the waist. She stroked his cheek just as softly.
"I always am..." he promised, kissing her.
Present...
Nathan's Super Heavy Interceptor landed at the sight he was supposed to meet Aiden at, a long abandoned landing pad that connected to the mountain trail leading up to the newly discovered temple. The archeologists had gone silent, and it wasn't certain where they were. Nathan stepped off in his red and gold Robes, his High Republic Lightsaber dangling from his belt. He spotted Porte. They had worked together in passing during a recent mission at Chandrila. It was near sunset, when the activity had been spotted. The sun's rays cast long shadows in certain spots of the mountainside.
"Master Porte..." Nathan said formally walking up to Aiden. "I am fortunate to be paired with you for this assignment. My sensations of this place bode ill...yet I do not sense the Dark Side is present. Curious."
Armed With: High Republic Lightsaber
Location: Naboo (Mountain Range)
Arrived in: Super Heavy Interceptor
Earlier, aboard the Atrisian Pathfinder
Nathan sparred with his wife,
Vera Mina
, in the private training chamber aboard the vessel.His wife's ability to rapidly learn lightsaber combat had astounded. To paraphrase Zhar Lestin: She had learned to do in weeks what many could not learn in years.
Currently, he was schooling her in Makashi. Her tactics were growing more complex by the minute they dueled with their training sabers. Ordinary masters would have feared her learning that much. Nathan, however...
... Nathan wanted to train her to her maximum potential at the blade and beyond.
Vera spun and stabbed with her curved hilt white training blade against his own. Moments like this were the closest Nathan ever got to feeling true, genuine peace.
Their blade's locked, and Nathan couldn't stop himself from grinning a little at her smirking face, her lose training robes not able to hide her voluptuous figure.
"Am I going too fast?" She wondered.
"If anything you should speed up..." Nathan encouraged.
Vera's smile grew wider.
"Alright..."
She twisted her blade out of the lock, spinning and stabbing at him from all angles. Only Nathan's own Makashi training allowed him to fully meet each of the extremely complex, dance like sequences she employed in her attacks. It took all his training just to be able to counter attack her and once again their blades locked.
Then an alert from the comm system interrupted their duel and the pair had to leave.
"Always at the worst possible moment..." Vera complained. "One of these days we're going to have to put that thing on mute..."
"Can't control when duty calls, Vera. And we all have our duties."
"Whatever it is try to make it back before nightfall, I'm making Nerf Meatballs with Rice..." Vera advised as they headed to the shower stalls adjacent to the chamber.
"Would you add more pepper this time when you cook it, please?" Nathan asked as he bathed in a separate stall
"Because you asked nicely." Vera replied, her hair, which was actually super thin strands of tissue already covered in soap.
"Heh." he chuckled. "Hey, Vera...I'm sorry Thel didn't want to meet with... Arianna..."
"You tried..." Arianna's voice replied from Vera's mouth, a crisper accent than Vera's. "It's my own fault, in the end...not his, and certainly not yours."
Nathan could still feel the unsettled sadness that gripped her since that day.
"Will it hurt you, always having to be Vera around him?" he asked.
Vera turned to him.
"Immeasurably..." she answered with both Vera and Arianna's voice in unison.
"I'm sorry..." he said. "I wish I could help..."
"We're all learning to be parents..." She replied completely in Vera's voice, washing her hair clean of soap. "Mistakes are inevitable. Neither one of us is going to be the perfect parent to
Thel Bloodscrawl
...all we can do is try to be a good one...and hope he forgives us both later...""Yeah..." Nathan agreed. "How goes the hunt for the Cult?"
"We purged another nest last week. I do believe we were about to clear the core before The Empire took it. Now we just have to figure out where they are in the mid rim before they can flee into the Galactic Core where we won't be able to touch them as easily."
"We were so close. This war...it has to be ended as soon as possible. We can't let the Cult go to ground for another century. I am going to see them go within my life time. I have to do it. Not just for me, but for Percival...for Thel..."
The old pain welled up in him over Percival. The Cult continued to inflict loss on him. First his wife, then his daughter. Then his Grandson.
And...if all the minds in Vera were correct...Moya Virtu also.
True to what he promised, he was taking no chances...
"We'll get them all. I sense it. But it will...cost us..." Vera said.
"When doesn't it?" he wondered.
They were both soon dressed and Nathan headed to the terminal on the bridge.
High Republic Jedi Council had just sent his shuttle a transmission. Strange Interlopers had been spotted in a recently discovered temple to Shiraya and he had been asked to go investigate it along with
Aiden Porte
"Vera, I may be gone a while longer than I thought. I got a feeling about this one..." Nathan said as he looked it over.
"Be careful..." Vera said as she entered the automated bridge, in a gown of red Naboo silks.
Nathan turned and pulled her close to him very gently by the waist. She stroked his cheek just as softly.
"I always am..." he promised, kissing her.
Present...
Nathan's Super Heavy Interceptor landed at the sight he was supposed to meet Aiden at, a long abandoned landing pad that connected to the mountain trail leading up to the newly discovered temple. The archeologists had gone silent, and it wasn't certain where they were. Nathan stepped off in his red and gold Robes, his High Republic Lightsaber dangling from his belt. He spotted Porte. They had worked together in passing during a recent mission at Chandrila. It was near sunset, when the activity had been spotted. The sun's rays cast long shadows in certain spots of the mountainside.
"Master Porte..." Nathan said formally walking up to Aiden. "I am fortunate to be paired with you for this assignment. My sensations of this place bode ill...yet I do not sense the Dark Side is present. Curious."
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