Main IC Thread - Act I - Rumors in the Distance

[Orgaloth]

[Wisconsin Wookie]

As the pair exits Daryn's quarters, he receives a call informing him that their ride will be ready in 5 minutes.

[Jedi Skyler]

Daryn replies through the comlink, "Thank you. That will be just about enough time for us to make it down to the entrance."

As the pair heads down to the main entrance, Daryn breathes a wistful sigh. Although he has been out and about for years now with his Master before taking the trials, he always looked forward to coming home and seeing his fellow Jedi. Lately, though, that eagerness was always tinged with a heavy pall, as more and more of their ranks were falling in battle due to this ongoing war. He makes sure to greet anyone they encounter, not knowing if he will ever see them again.

[Wisconsin Wookie]

Lurk

The luxury speeder came to a fast stop alongside a deserted walkway. The Barabel and the muscle-bound human dragged Lurk out of the speeder and onto the walk, propped against a sign-board. The Barabel slammed another injection into Lurk, this time into his right shoulder. With that, the speeder was gone as quickly as it arrived.

Seconds later, as the injected adrenaline worked its way into Lurk's bloodstream, the Ubese warrior jolted awake, arms flailing at any nearby enemies. Breathing hard and suffering from a huge headache, Lurk blinks around at his surroundings. He notices his limbs are still slightly numb, and his eyes are having a hard time adjusting to whatever light is present.

As he leans against the sign-board, his memories from the speeder ride begin coming back to him.

Daryn

Daryn greets a few jedi along the way, and suddenly feels a wave of nostalgia wash over him. 'Why was it that we all tend to take things for granted until we have to go without them,' Daryn wondered to himself, aware that an important time in his life which centered in and around the temple was now coming to an end.

As the duo reaches the speeder, Daryn nods to the driver and gives him the address.

Daevon

Daevon walks alongside Daryn, full of nerves and anticipation. His thoughts go back to the dream of last night, hoping that if he has the opportunity to prevent danger to his new master, he will be up to the challenge. He also wonders whether or not he is ready for this very big step in his training.

As the duo reaches the speeder, Daevon hops up into the speeder after Daryn. [/b]

[Jedi Skyler]

Daryn makes sure his trunk is securely stowed, then boards the speeder. When Daevon is in and all is secure, Daryn says to the driver, 'Please make haste. Time is critical."

[southpaw]

Lurk

"hnnnunh... whazz... nyuh..." Lurk mumbled as he stepped forward, then staggered about the sidewalk, perilously close to the passing hover traffic. "Nyya coulda jussst sed noooo yuh scummmbarrrrrghghhlflff—"

The contents of Lurk's last night in town jettisoned themselves from one of the upper escape routes. Lurk swore, wiped the hangers on from his mouth with his sleeve-covered arm. His one good eye, bloodshot and wild, slowly focused on his surroundings, and as he regained his faculties he began to realise he could be anywhere, and anywhen.

The scummer coulda dumped him on another world for all he knew. And there was something... important... hiding behind the headache. He had to be... somewhere. And soon.

(OCC - Lurk tries to get his bearings. Streetwise? Planetary Systems?)

[Orgaloth]

Daevon sticks his head out the speeders window, drinking in all the sights, sounds and smells.
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"I take orders from just one person: Me!"

"You know, sometimes I amaze even myself."
Du Cass' Dream

[Wisconsin Wookie]

Lurk
Lurk spends the next couple of minutes holding up a wall nearby. His headache did not relent, but the fog in his mind was lifting and the numbness in his limbs was fading. He scans his surroundings and from the advertisements posted in the area, he soon figures out that he is still on Coruscant, though now in a much better part of the city than he was when the lights went out on him.

What he can't figure out is how long he was under. The level of lighting in the are would suggest morning, but Lurk does not even know for sure what time of day it was when he got into the limo.

His thoughts move to where he was supposed to be and when he was supposed to be there, but before he could iron all that out, he sees a speeder pull up and drop off two passengers about 10 meters to his right. Lurk watches as the speeder pulls up and leaves.

Daryn
Daryn spends the few minutes of the speeder ride lost in thought and anticipation.

Shortly the craft pulls to a stop on a lesser-traveled side way. Daryn exits the craft and looks up. Immediately in front of him is a double-wde entryway with a small arch over the top. Across the arch reads: "Coruscant's Quiet Corner Docking Bays."

Daryn announces: "This looks like the place."

Daevon
Daevon enjoys the ride through town, tongue hanging out of his mouth as he takes in the sights and smells of Coruscant. As one who rarely left the Temple, Daevon thoroughly enjoys the ride and feels it was much to short.

As he exits the speeder he is struck by an odd aroma: a combination of vomit and alcohol and other things Daevon could not trace. Looking to his left, Daevon's guard immediately goes up as he notices a tough looking individual leaning against a building just 10 meters away.

[Jedi Skyler]

Daryn speaks quietly to Daevon. "As we have only just met, I am going to need a rundown of things you've been taught. Different students have different aptitudes, and different Masters have differing priorities. Have you been taught to listen to the Force for warnings about your surroundings?" As he asks the question, Daryn reaches out to the Force to put action to words.

((OOC: Concentration then Danger Sense))

[Orgaloth]

Daevon gives a small shake of his head, then returns his attention back to the 'drunk'. He uses his tail to get Daryns attention, as he whines.
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"I take orders from just one person: Me!"

"You know, sometimes I amaze even myself."
Du Cass' Dream

[Jedi Skyler]

Daryn looks in the direction Daevon has indicated, still sensing for danger.

[Wisconsin Wookie]

[Wisconsin Wookie]

Lurk
Lurk focuses his eye and notices two beings looking in his direction. One of them, perhaps the other's pet, gives an almost inaudible whine. From this distance, his vision is a little fuzzy yet and his brain is not quite registering what the mechanical eye is seeing.

Daryn
Daryn sees a man, perhaps homeless, but certainly down on his luck. From this distance and because the individual is in the shadows of a building, Daryn cannot quite make out facial features or even be sure of the species.

Happily he did not have to rely only on his vision. In full concentration and reaching out with the force, Daryn does not sense any immediate danger from the man, at least none specifically aimed at him or Daevon. Yet, there was something about him that tells Daryn to be wary.

Daevon
Daevon watches the unidentified being, waiting for any signs of danger or threat.

[Jedi Skyler]

Daryn, sensing no danger from the man, angles over to speak to him. As he gets into earshot, he asks, "Are you alright? Can we be of assistance?"

[southpaw]

Lurk caught his reflection in one of the tranisperisteel panes that lined the walkway, and saw now what the approaching stranger saw: a wreck of a man, wrapped in a stained and dirty brown poncho and hood; the oversized mechanical arm that jutted out from beneath the weave and had him permanently off balance; the weapons strapped to his waist and legs.

He checked to see if they were still there - no knowing what those scummers had nicked off him - then pulled back his hood. He was almost human, with alabaster skin, high cheek bones, black hair. Some might have called him elegant, once, if it weren't for the hunk of unsightly metal that had been bolted to his skull where his right eye had been.

The red iris of the optics glowed as it began scanning the stranger. He drew a deep breath, choking on the relative purity of the upper level air, and quickly pulled out a deathstick. As he covered the flame that burst from the tip of his mechanical arm he managed a short grunt at the man then exhaled with a blossoming cloud of smoke.

"Mmmm ok," he rasped. "You got the time?"

(OOC - still packing all my weapons, boss?)