Wizard-Boy & Farm-Girl

[Connor Harrison]

The Farmlands
Chandrila, Chandrila Systemm​

Things were quiet for Connor Harrison.

Midvinter had been a success. Zygara had been a result. Jakku had delivered a welcome surprise. Voss had given him a wake-up call.

Things, for now, were steady. So, when reports had come to the SSC about more slavers operating on Chandrila, it had grabbed his attention after he had witnessed first hand the horror of what slavers did to innocent people in the galaxy - even Jedi fell to slavers, as he had seen.

It hadn't taken too long to reach the southern hemisphere of the planet where the reports had been honed in from. Slavers and pirates had been ravaging the farmlands and thrown villages into chaos; innocent people captured and put into slavery, breaking up families, butchering those deemed not suitable due to health or age.

He had landed in a field that seemed to go on forever. To his left, a rocket-ship had taken off from a city on the horizon into the purple sky. It was an awesome sight, watching a piercing needle rise and shoot up into the atmosphere. A few farmers were scattered around the plains around him, and Connor had to find the nearest village to start to find out what he could.

This wasn't something he could rush, but something he simply had to take steadily and gather what intel he could. The Rangers on Voss and the armies could help do the rest if these slavers had to be crushed. Still, it wouldn't hurt if he could crack a few skulls in the process to leave a message.

His cowl flapping in the wind, Connor held it on his chest as he started a genlte walk along the endless field into the middle of...well, what seemed to be nowhere. The rocket twinkled up above, leaving the trail of smoke to fade away as the farmers continued gathering their crop.

Things were still quiet for Connor Harrison.

[member="Kenna Raine"]

 

[Kenna Raine]

Home.

Kenna hadn't been here in a very long time and just stepping planetside was enough to bring all the memories flooding back into her present thoughts. The happy memories of her and her siblings were a welcomed but the events of that night were something she had suppressed. The onslaught of emotions was enough to almost bring Kenna to tears.

Closing her eyes the young woman took a deep breath before venturing into a nearby village. She was here searching for something, closer of some kind. That was really just an educated guess because as of right now Kenna didn't know what she expected to find. Mom and dad were dead, that much she knew for sure. The sister and two brothers she had though had been taken like her. Sold off to the highest bidder none going to the same master.

Her family wasn't here, so what would going to the farm do? It didn't much matter as Kenna just wanted to see it and were it all began was a good enough place as any to start. She had credits now so perhaps she could even buy it. If it was even on the market of course.

The village itself was not unlike others. There was a market, a cantina, and of course a diner. The diner she remembered was always using her families crops for their entrees. It was quiet, which was odd she always had remembered a bustling market place. She had hoped to question a farmer about the property before tromping out there but no such luck.

Frowning slightly Kenna made her way to the diner to see if perhaps she would have better luck there or at the very least a piece of pie. Pie was good and in her emotional state much needed.

The diner she found to be rather empty which she guessed was normal. Kenna would assume that most farmers would be out in the field tending their crops. After a quick glance around took a seat at the empty counter and waited for pie. Hopefully they had apple..

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[Connor Harrison]

After leaving his E-wing in the care of the farmers in the field, with a credit dropped their way and a reassuring message he wouldn’t be there long, Connor came to one of several villages dotted around the area he had landed in, but this seemed the biggest.

It was a full of market stalls, but many were closed up or empty. Only a few still remained active, and even they weren’t bustling. The units were a couple of stories high, and probably resided in by farmers and businessmen and women themselves who worked in the area. Connor was dressed in his Silver Jedi gear, which wasn’t the usual Jedi attire – no robe or earthy colours – but a black greatcoat and charcoal grey combat suit underneath with his lightsaber concealed. Just another visitor, but one who stuck out amongst the others.

Connor licked his lips and gently bit down as he looked around, seeing no signs of anything suspicious except a place looking like a ghost town. Probably a result of ravaged homes, destroyed businesses and corporate pigs taking what they could from the community.

Best place to source information? The place where information flowed as much as caf- the diner. It seemed to be open to all, enticing people in to part with money for refreshment. It was lit up and in fact one of the only attractive buildings there. A few others were dotted around, but this seemed to be the place to go at this time in the day.

Passing by two patrons coming out, Connor smiled as he walked in and kept himself to himself. He glanced up at the menu as he came over and stood by the long counter, a few people sat there – a pretty brunette, two young boys and what looked like a pilot – all in their own world.

”Blue milk, please,” he said to the burly man behind the counter, already busy but gave the nod for Connor to speak.

Standing, with both hands on the counter drumming his fingers slightly, he looked around.

”Is it always this busy?” He spoke, sarcastically, to anyone near who heard him and who picked up the irony in his voice.

[member="Kenna Raine"]

 

[Kenna Raine]

She had thought well at least had hoped that after what happened to her family something would have been done. It looked as if nothing had and in truth had only gotten worse. A possibility but one which had been pushed aside. Kenna didn't like the mere thought of others going through the horrors she had and perhaps even being treated worse. Shuttering at the thought she sighed as a waiter walked over to take her order.

"A piece of pie and some blue milk please." Kenna smiled lightly before the man turned to go get her order. She wanted to ask what had happened here but at the same moment was scared of the answer.

Before receiving her pie she turned as a new comer came in. The way he stood instead of sit and drummed his hands on the counter made Kenna think he was in a hurry. This was a relaxing peaceful place nobody was in a hurry. Well, they used to not be but things had changed and not for the better.

"Do you know what happened to the Raine Farm. I heard it was abandoned awhile ago. I'm wondering if the land is workable." She questioned as the pie, Cherry, was set down in front of her.

The burly man paused for a moment as in thought and than shook his head. Turning he went back to his job while answering. "It's just an overgrown field now. The town never did anything with it but it's theirs." It was obvious that the man knew what was going on but didn't say.

"Thank you," Kenna said between bites of the pie which wasn't too bad considering the flavor. Taking a sip of her milk she heard the strangers next comment.

"No, it used to not be this way." Kenna spoke up. "Things have changed and many farms have been burnt to the ground. Those left are afraid they are next. I assume your not from around here?"

Turning her head slightly Kenna looked to the stranger before forking another piece of pie into her mouth.


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[Connor Harrison]

Anyone ordering Blue Milk had good taste, and Connor glanced to the brunette with a small acknowledgement of a smile as she moved past to sit. Already with his attention, he turned his head slightly to listen to the conversation with one who would know most - the burly man who worked here and probably saw and heard so much.

Nothing much of interest so far, so he handed over a credit for his drink when it was finally served. The credit would cover him for a few drinks at that price. Rolling the glass in his hand, he was about to take a sip when his next question was answered by the girl eating pie behind him.

He words interested him, and so he turned, leaning back against the counter with his drink.

”You could say I'm an off-worlder yes. And burnt to the ground? That doesn't sound good. What happened?”

She didn't need to know much about who he was yet, but she certainly seemed to know more than the server.

[member="Kenna Raine"]

 

[Kenna Raine]

Kenna wasn't planning on actually buying the family farm. It was apart of her past and she felt that it belonged there as she had a bright future to look forward to with her fiancé. They would be getting married soon and after that hopefully having a family. She knew due to his job that having babies wasn't happening soon but she could still hope he got that promotion. If she could be freed from a life of slavery anything was possible. She wasn't giving up on hope yet. Even though the farm was the past she still wanted/needed to know what happened to her siblings.

The young woman was ready for the worst but even at that at least she would know. Taking another bite of the pie she looked to the man and shrugged. Kenna didn't know how much of the actual tale she ought to be reveling to him but it wouldn't hurt to tell. Everyone knew what had happened just they were scared to talk. She had to be the brave on and speak her mind.

"Slavers. Took the kids and burt the home." It was as simple as that. There was no need to get into any more details. She didn't want him thinking or knowing that she was one of them. Kenna after all had no idea whom he was yet and didn't trust him not to be one of them.

[member="Connor Harrison"]