Golden Link Casino

[Zara Nargal]

"Dunno who he'll.. find for... that... " she choked back another laugh, "Where the hell is Kat... I thought he'd.. be here at least... with Brina now... she's... his girlfriend... after all..."

 

Zara swallowed the pill that Bekka put in her mouth. It's bitter taste making her grimpse.

 

"If you work for us... there wouldn't be... jail time..."

 

She sighed with relief as the muscle relaxant took effect. Her mind working on another theory too.

 

"The chocolate's in my second utility pouch. Chocolate makes everything seem better..."

[Bekka]

Bekka grabbed the chocolate, and put a piece in Zara's hand, and took the rest and put it in her bag... "Look, as much as the not going to jail is appealing... I have a loyalty to him... " She nodded towards John... "Not only to finish this Job, but to get him out... "

 

Bekka looked down at her own stomach... "I need to get him back to his life too... " She grabbed a remote from her bag and set it off... "Just remember, I really am not a nice person... "

 

Bekka started to get up...

[Zara Nargal]

"Bekka... Ganelon was going to leave without you. I can understand loyalty to the sith over there but not to a coward who was going to just leave you. Work for us. I know your going to need medical help soon enough... Come on... I'll see to it your part in this is covered up..."

 

Zara wanted the vault contents recovered. The ship hadn't left the hanger yet, she could see that, now that she could turn her head. She noticed that Brina had alittle more movement as well, guessing that she'd copped the same paralysis as she had. Through sheer will power - and a desperate need to have the chocolate - Zara managed to get her hand to her mouth. She rested her head back, letting the delicious sweet melt on her tongue.

[Slicer]

Slicer felt a little stiff but was happy to know longer be stunned. Jumping up he followed Bekkas orders and got to work on the ship. Knowing the fuel line was severed did not help to brighten his task. Jumping out of the ship he saw security entering the hanger. Changing the blaster from stun to kill he grabbed the fuel line and hooked the sevreded ends together. Then he fired a couple of shots which fused the fuel line back together. Swiching the blaster back to stun he went back abaord the ship and started repairing different systems.

 

"Hey Fracas mind check the ship for bombs, tracking devices things of that nature. I would like to load up and get out of here as soon as possible."

 

Feeling a little fustrated and enclosed in he was forced to remove a pannel in order to fix some of the damage duel to stun grenade(s) soon the ship was ok to go electronic, The landing gear was damaged and the fuel had dropped to a very low level however it would be enough to get them into hyperspace twice. Or so he hoped. Starting up the ship he checked everything before rabbbing his blaster and running down the ramp.

 

"All Aboard the were are getting out of here express."

 

Running up the ramp to give the impression that he was indeed about to leave without people he then spun on the top of the ramp and aimed his blaster toward the opening preparing to stun anyone who boarded who wasn't suppose to be on this ride.

Gave it a spin before headinfg for the ramp.

[Bekka]

Standing up she looked at the three of them and shook her head at the Jedi... "You're going to need to get him a room and a girl, and quick... I'll think about your offer, and I'll handle my own medical treatment in the foreseeable future... in exchange for saving your life... twice... you keep that bit under you hat... and we will call it even."

 

She turned and headed towards her ship... and called over her shoulder... "Yo Zara... remember that Dry Cleaners I told you about... he is also a close personal friend... I'll get messages from him." With that she sprinted off to her ship and got on board... and started up the systems...

[Zara Nargal]

Zara watched her go, calling after her,

 

"I'll keep that in mind"

 

Turning her head to face Sabian again, she caught sight of one of the thieves trying to fix up the ship. Cursing her inability to move she did manage to get her arms across her body enough to tap on the security console, putting in her codes to access it and ordering security to the hanger. She knew their profits were on that ship. She wasn't too concerned somehow about Bekka's craft, but she did want Ganelon and the contents taken of their vault. More security entered the hanger, avoiding the two combatants for the moment in favour of the damaged ship.

 

She could hear Sabian moving about and looked up at him. Nice predicament Master... Being that he wouldn't be able to focus on anything till he was... seen to... she didn't know what to do...

 

The guards approaching them she instructed to see to the ship first...

[Ganelon of Seneferia]

Lurching up, half blind and achey as if he'd ran through a gauntlet of heavy blunt hammers that tenderized every weak spot on his body, Ganelon fumbles for the controls on the ship.

 

Where had his brilliant plans gone so horribly wrong? What happened to simple, smooth, and clean for the getaway? And why the hell didn't his beloved flask cure the headaches concentrating themselves behind his eyes, forehead, and in a half dozen other spots? Speaking of spots, there were a couple blinding white ones, after effects of the flash grenades that would not go away. Trying to swat those out of the way, he nearly smacks Fracas on the back of his head.

 

By now a little number in Bekka's program opened the blast doors for take off. Though the systems were damaged, Ganelon still had that one last ace to play and now, finally was the time. Not even waiting for the more experienced and sober Fracas to man the controls, Ganelon, half standing over the console, fires up the engines and sends the ship spiraling out of the Link and into the depths of space with Slicer and Fracas aboard.

 

The bumping and nausea take their toll and in short order, the battered nobleman finds himself confronted with number one on "Strongbad's Bottom 10", though thankfully the ephisis covered keyboard functions as he presses the button to cause the front of his ship to break away, leaving behind the booby-trapped and damaged back hull as something for the Link's lasers and tractor beams ot fire at. Still wobbling, he slams his fist down on the button for transport via hyperspace to Dubrillion and the ships navi computers spring to work.

 

Just after the ship vanishes into the ether, and the stars turn into tiny streams of light, Ganelon gives a shout of "Mission accomplished!" Holding his hands up high in the air, proud, he immediately falls back over with a thud, landing into the pile of collected credits stowed aboard the ship and emits a half drunk, tired snore. He just netted in a jack pot of at least a 100 million credits, and life was good.

[Zara Nargal]

A string of inventive curses escaped Zara's lips as she saw the ship escape. Most along the lines of a bounty being placed on them so huge that hunters from all over will be on their tail. Her hand rises to her face, allowing her to send a comm to KVC Enterprises, informing their silent partner of the theft and that his so called unbreakable vault and security measures had failed.

 

She lay there fuming, anger bubbling through her.

[Sabian]

- A foreign force bumped into the back of his elbow, sending the small pill that was carefully inbetween two fingers to fall out and be swallowed by Brina right afterwards. The young man's face blushed, feeling very hot all the sudden. As his hand was pushed, the gentle hand graced along the side of her face, feeling the warmth that exuded. -

 

"Oh, I'm so sorry.."

 

- He would remark with a bit of a higher toned voice, matched with a slyish grin, eyebrows shifting up with a very innocent look upon his face. Sabian could feel all the muscles in his body come alive, blood flowing to every tip of his body. Yet, shortly afterwards, he recoiled that hand, shaking his head side to side. -

 

Wait, what..-- what are you.. doing?.. I.. I..

 

- Eyes were dialated, feeling sensations in his body like never before. The presence of Zara becoming mad after the ship left caused his attention to shift, starring at her in a very longing way. He crawled along the ground to meet her face to face, putting one finger ontop of her lips.. -

 

"Shhh.. Shhh.. There's no need to be mad. Relax, I'm here.. I.. will always.."

 

- It was at this moment he moved that one finger along the length of her tender cheek bone lightly before flicking upwards playfully, grinning as he did so. Then, immediately following, the young man leaned his neck into her and met his lips against hers softly.. -

[Zara Nargal]

Zara was still cursing as Sabian moved closer to her, her frustrations at not being able to move obvious as she tried - without success - to move her unresponsive legs. She was furious and that anger turned towards Sabian as he bent over her, his words coming to her ears and his finger caressing her face,

 

"Don't tell me to s..."

 

Her words were cut off as his lips met hers, catching her totally by surprise. It was the last thing she had expected him to do. The effect of his move leaving the Casino owner stunned. His lips were gentle, though not meeting resistance became more demanding. Zara was aware of his hand gently cupping her face, her eyes fluttering closed, her thoughts back on just how many of those pills he had taken... Uh-oh...

[Sabian]

"You never told me your lips were so.. soft.."

 

- After leaning back up to speak, he would slightly turn his head to an angle, coming down a bit faster, a bit harder with his kiss now.. -

[Brina Thalin]

After the pill was knocked into her mouth, Brina felt relief from the pain course through her. It was a welcome change. Sabian apologized profusely, his warm hand on her face. She didn't care much about the apology...his hand felt so good on her face.

 

When he drew back, she was left with an odd feeling of wanting it back. She felt relaxed...happy...but with a growing sense of the need to be near the handsome Jedi. She wanted...

 

Suddenly, she checked herself. What are you doing? He's a Jedi...and besides...what about Kat? But she couldn't deny what she was feeling...

 

She turned her head just in time to see Sabian lean over Zara and kiss her. Something inside her jumped, but she tried to check it. Knowing him though, he had noticed what she was feeling through the Force...

[Zara Nargal]

"Sabian... please... we're in the middle of the hanger for crying out loud... get a grip..."

 

Zara managed to gasp between his kisses. On another level, even though she knew she shouldn't... she was enjoying the attention. It had been so long since she and Ronin had been intimate...

[Sabian]

"Ahh, yes.. It would appear that way."

 

- The young man almost acted as if he had not noticed until now, they were in the hangar. Everything felt either hot or warm to him, while the ground was probably still cold for her. Part of him wanted to stay, yet he would gather all that extra energy he had to scoop up Zara gently into both arms with a playful grin upon his face. -

 

- Moving his eye around quickly, reactions and movements being enhanced with the overrdriven energy, he noticed Brina coming more into from the paralysistic attack. That grin turned larger on both sides, winking to her before turning his head to call out.. -

 

"Security! Security!.. We need a person, stat!"

 

- It was only a few moments until the remaining scattered guards turned their attention to the three, a man dressed up in the offical Link Casino security uniform, apparently covered along his shoulder with some dust from the explosion in the holopark. -

 

"Yes, you.. Hi. I need you to help carry her for me, if you please. These women need the certain medical treatment that only I can perform. Now, hurry, their lives are in danger. Be careful."

 

- He obliged within an instant, seeing that he was carrying the one and only Zara Nargal in his arms. He also picked up on who Brina was, taking extra care in stating.. Excuse me, m'am.. before gently taking her body into his large arms. -

[Zara Nargal]

More Security guards entered the hanger, some surrounding the combatants, others heading towards the warmed up ship... each had blasters set to stun and were closing in. Although the sith was still fighting, the bounty had already been set regardless, on the off chance he managed to escape, along with the pilot of the other craft.

 

--

 

Zara was starting to feel warm, the pill she had been given having other effects upon her as well as relaxing her, not to mention the effects from his kisses. She lay limp in the Jedi's arms as he carried her off. Before she rested her head against his shoulder, eyes fluttering closed, she had noticed another security man picking up Brina to follow them to wherever it was Sabian was taking them...

[Brina Thalin]

After she was picked up and carried off, they came to a small room. Both Sabian and Zara were acting oddly, and Brina knew that this was probably not the best place for her to be...her emotions were going wild, and she didn't want to put herself in a place where she would compromise herself and her relationships...

 

She stuggled to the door, extrememly focused, banishing all thoughts from her mind other than getting to her destination--which for the moment was simply outside the room. Temptation suddenly came at her in force, and she almost fell. But she steeled her mind, and slowly and softly made her way to the door. It slid open at her touch, and she slipped out into the hallway.

 

Once outside, she slumped to the ground. There was no one around, and she was grateful for that. What could be causing me to act this way? she wondered. It's not in my character...it must be an outside force...

 

She wondered if the Sith Lord was doing something with the Force to affect them all. It was possible, she had no doubt, but was he strong enough to affect even Sabian so much? The thoughts of both of these men started her off again, and she had to struggle with herself for the next few minutes.

 

Then, a thought came to her. The drug... That seemed like the logical answer...and if that was the case, she had to get to the medical wing.

 

She didn't trust herself to act appropriately if she called for assistance. She would have to get there on her own. But then she had another idea...Kat. Kat woud help her. She reached down and commed him, then crawled to a nearby closet. Locking herself inside took enormous willpower, but nevertheless she did, and waited for Kat to come.

[Tekkan Raas]

OOC: Dude, Tekkan only weighs around 235... you're writing it as if you're fighting a trained Ape. No jokes! >_>

 

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He stared curiously at his opponent as he referred to him as "Mr. Raas"... something was oddly familiar about the way he said it. He had only come across a handful of Sith in his career, two females and a male; but his opponent was obiviously not a female so that could only leave one option. But that one couldn't be... the Sith Master he met was a man in his late thirties with graying hair; this one was much younger. The smirk... the smirk on his face was the same, though, as well as the tone in his voice. It was him.

 

"John? Christ, everyone's coming out of the woodwork now. What the hell happened, you steal someone's soul and consequently their youth?"

 

Before an answer could be made the Skywalker leapt into the air, Tekkan's escape route compromised as his boots slipped against the slick floor. He paid dearly for his lack of mobility, the heel of the Sith's boot crashing firmly against his collar bone as he felt the marrow and calcium splinter before it completely broke. Fragments tore into the muscle surrounding the bone as Tekkan dropped down to one knee, fists tightly clenched as John used the Hunter as a push off point to perform a backflip to get himself away from danger.

 

"You should be so lucky not to be fighting Ronin. He would have shoved a grenade in your mouth and used the remains of your skull as an ash tray."

 

The Sith leapt at him again, Raas twisting his body at the last instance to turn John's offensive move into a mere glancing blow. The momentum was still enough to knock him off of his feet and again send the pair spiraling across the floor as the engines of a starfighter activated inside of the hangar and began to spin around wildly. Tekkan was the first to get to his feet, emerald eyes ever present to the starfighter as its jet stream darted across the blast doors, igniting its surface temperature but the doors held strong. Though he didn't know how many more passes it could withstand... luckily the fighter was moving away from the blast doors... directly towards he and John.

 

"You wouldn't mind telling me what a Sith is doing stealing from a casino, would you? I thought you guys were all about killing and galactic domination. Theft seems a little petty to you guys."

 

He lashed out with his right leg, furiously striking the outside of John's left knee as the joint moved inward and a distinctive *crack* filled the air. The fighter spun wildly out of control closer to them, Raas grabbing the shirt of the man and perfectly timing a fall backwards as he used the mass of his body to propel John directly into the body of the fighter as it passed over them. The Sith's upper chest, neck and temple collided forcefully with it at an awkward angle; though non-fatal in it's nature it was definitely a disabling one. Skywalker didn't move, whether he was playing opossum or legitamitely knocked out was another story.

[John Skywalker]

OOC: I thought you said he was 255... but still, 235 is a significant difference. Whoops.

 

IC:

 

It all happened so fast, the spritely, bouncing Sith Master was caught in the Hunter's vice-grip and as his eyes tried to rationalize what was going on he felt the strong impact of the metal shell of the ship as he was smashed into it, his back and lower body grinding to a halt as he collapsed to the floor the pain of his broken knee emphasized as his limb was the first to strike the ground and ironically enough, the skin tore open with his knee cap popping out and leaving a trail of crimson down the pant leg and on to the foam covered floor.

 

It was a mere few seconds to utter a few last words, "Science... works wonders."

 

He collapsed, his eyes rolling into the back of his skull... it was several seconds where his conscious synapses continued to fire and calculate the odds of survival. The intense heat of the jet engines as they finished their pass and began a new circle, this time, coming ever closer for the blast doors at a head-on collision. The roar of the engine and the sound of footsteps echoing across the durasteel floor awakened the Sith Master from his revelry.

 

His eyes caught the amassing of guards and he smirked, "Well, Mr. Raas... I regret, you've taken the upper hand, I'll buy you a drink next time we meet and we can chat over this." He brought his open palm to the floor and leapt in a force-propelled thrust of the Force, landing atop Bekka's ship, a characteristic smirk was all that graced the armed guards as his form dissappeared through the top hatch.

 

He grimaced, from within and the hatch sealed itself with his entry, he held his leg and removed his shirt, forcing a makeshift bandage about it...

 

"Let's get the hell out of here," he pondered for a second, "that fighter is going to blow up the Blast Doors."

[Bekka]

Bekka pulled the ship up hard as she heard the top hatch seal, and hit a series of buttons... Toby's hack still in effect, the doors to the bay opened, and she flew the ship out... security following them... "Hold on... " she yelled back to John, and took the ship to high felocity as she tried to out run the security while the computer determined the first of three short hyperspace jumps...

 

As soon as the computer beeped at her... she hit the hyperdrive sending them into hyperspace... as she did, she also sent a short comm to Zara...

 

till we meet again.

 

Finally in hyperspace, and out of there, she turned and headed to check on John.

[Namiad Ydnah]

Namiad Ydnah walked in the Golden link casino, looking for anyone who would know anything about the heist. As Namiad Ydnah walked in, he saw a small bar and walked to it. Namiad sat down at the Katina and spoke to the tender."I heard there was a heist here, maybe I could help you, the only thing I need to know is how much."

[Zara Nargal]

**The Casino made one final jump through hyperspace, coming out above Naboo. The gambling sections of the casino were shut down for the present moment, all guests informed of what had happened and asked to give any information they could regarding what they had seen of those shown in the footage. **

 

 

*The bartender looked at Namiad.

 

"From what I hear, once the proceeds have been recovered the amount would be determined. That Ganelon has about 100,000 credits on his head dead or alive, the others have 50,000 on each, alive for them. I think there's a bonus if the vault's contents are returned in full."

 

He places an ale down infront of Namiad.*

[Namiad Ydnah]

"Thank you." Namiad said as he drank down the ale. Namiad stood up and looked back at the tender. "Take care." Namiad walked to the exit, hoping that all will go well and that he will be a rich man.

[Zara Nargal]

Zara woke aching literally from head to toe. She was in a single bed, wrapped in one of the Casino's fluffy toweling bathrobes. She lay there unmoving for some time, images coming into her mind of a rather... intimate nature. She could see the jedi, Sabian in them and strangely she could see herself. She found herself blushing at the nature of these images. Turning onto her side and pushing herself up so she was sitting, smothering a groan of pain when she saw someone lying on the other bed in the room. It was Sabian and he seemed to be deeply asleep. From the smile on his face, Zara figured it must be his dreams she was seeing in her mind and found herself blushing. She hadn't realised that he held such fantasies about her. She padded silently across the floor, heading into the bathroom, firstly picking up her wrist unit and clothes from the floor. Wondering just what happened for her to be only in a robe.

 

Closing the door to the bathroom she looked at the clothes and kind of found an answer. They were burnt, had holes and in places it looked like her skin had been melted against the fabric, even her underclothes were damaged by burn marks. She winced, remembering the grenades that had gone off in the cockpit of the theive's ship, also the fire that had been lit beneath it, Zara having been saved from being burnt alive by Bekka, who's damaged shirt she had worn afterwards. She removed the robe, looking into the mirror at her body, discovering that while she had no obvious open wounds, she was covered in bruises and pink healing flesh where she had been burnt. She realised that he had healed her. That must be why she was in the room with Sabian rather than the med bay.

 

There was a faint line over her left eye, though her eye was blackened, a welt was on the right side of her face. She had bruises on her shoulders, her back was dotted in them, as were her legs. She wasn't quite as sore as she would expect to have been though she still ached a fair bit, must be because of the jedi healing she assumed. There were also signs all over her body of healing pink flesh... that must be where I was burnt. Zara thought to herself.

 

Well she couldn't dress in what she'd had on, she would have to make her way to her penthouse dressed in her robes. She slipped her wrist console back on, contacting the duty staff in the med bay to check on Ronin. He was still unconscious, hadn't woken. She mentioned that the Jedi had healed her wounds but that she was still aching all over. It was suggested to her that she come down to the medbay for them to check her over as well.

 

"Soon as I get some decent clothing I will, what I had on was burnt, some melted to my flesh. The jedi must have taken ages to remove it before he healed me. I can't very well come down there in a robe."

 

She got a laugh from the other end, also they suggested she bring the damaged clothing with her so they could judge just what her injuries were before being healed.

 

Opening the door she quietly made her way across the room, glancing back at the Jedi, lines of exhaustion on his face, one of his hands bruised from the battle as well. Another image came to her and she wondered why she was seeing what was in his mind like this... she slipped out the door and slowly made her way back to her penthouse. Rascal meeting her at the door.

 

"Poor dear"

 

She knelt infront of the big cat, placing her arms around the big cat and her head against his soft fur. A rumbling purr escaped him before she stood, going to her bedchamber to get dressed. Firstly she shoved the damaged items of clothing in a bag, then dressed in loose fitting clothes so as not to constrict her healing flesh. She slowly headed down to the medbay, turning the bag of clothes over to them and submitting herself to an examination.

 

"Now's as good a time as any for this hyperspray too. I'm sure Ronin will be awake soon and you'll not want another child so soon after your twins. You said the Jedi used the force to heal you? Yes, well he did a good job, but take these for a while for the pain. They'll help."

 

She nodded to the doctor, the coolness of the hyperspray stinging her arm. Once he was finished with her, she made her way to Ronin's bedside, pulling up a comfortable chair and taking some of the pain killers before taking hold of his hand. She leant over, rested her head against his on the pillow and drifted off into a light slumber, visions she shouldn't be seeing, still showing in her mind...

[Sabian]

No.. No, I won't. It's just not right, I shouldn't do it, it's unethi--

 

- Slurs of murmured speech exchanged during a hard day's rest, tossing and turning every once and again in the deep concentrated state. His back arched up against the pillows, eyes shuddering closed as visions came to him through the Force, faded abstract thoughts fabricated with exotic fantasies persisted to plague him. It had been so long since he had any concious thought about anyone in that sort of manner, always finding himself straying away from temptation to furthur his gentle, good presence within the Force. -

 

- Many hours passed in the suite, hand pulling over his face while still in very deep sleep. His right eye was the first to slowly pull away his eyelids, opening his vision to the blurry present. Muscles throbbed with soreness, a certain kind of ache that coursed deep inside, completly unable to move out from the sheets he laid underneath. The young man's body was also covered with sweat, perhaps from the toil that persisted during the night in his dreams. Another weird occurance, not having a single nightmare after he found himself with the Force.. -

 

- A lazy hand moved over his forehead, feeling the intensity and heat that exuded from it's skin, temples pounding furiously in the most god awful headache. As he became more awake, he was revealed to the pain of soreness and fatigue, the very movement to stretch his arm to reach his face becoming an obstacle to overcome. Fingertips also traced around where his cloth eye patch would be, almost a tendency to make sure it was on right until his dismay.. there was nothing. -

 

- This got his attention enough to raise his torso slowly up to where he lay on the bed, back leaning against the bed post to right himself from slumping back down. He breathed in and out heavily, the long motion causing too much stress in his already sore muscles. Although, with his interest peaked, he did not dwell upon the pain; trying to allow himself to be brought back in center within the Force's stream in order to purge it. -

 

My eye.. The scar.. It's completly healed, but how?

 

- He figured he was in a medical bay, perhaps someone taking him after taking the pills and running a full diagnostic on his body to mend his injuries. Yet, his vision became more and more clear.. the room coming into focus. He was in a large bed, larger then normal with portraits and furntiture, resembling the inside of a house. -

 

- For now, he had to let himself go to completly relax; drawing his mind to calmness while laying down, seeking the Force to aid the recovery of his muscles and feeling. The tempting thoughts began to also become more clear, yet still abstract. He now could see a definite woman in his dreams.. unsure who it was or why she would appear in such a definite way in his mind. Many things needed to be cleared up.. -

[Guest]

The Force-Storm that the apparent Sith suddenly struck up did a real number on the droid's interior systems, and left 3HX quite disoriented for some time. He tried to stand, wobbled on one foot for a moment, and then fell back down. Finally he managed to get to his feet, but kept walking into the walls lining the corridor. His visor kept flickering on and off, and even his internal processing unit flashed from time to time.

 

He momentarily froze up.

 

”œWell this can't be good”¦”

[Zara Nargal]

Zara stirred from her light slumber at Ronin's bedside, a staff member bringing to her attention the saved holonet broadcasts. She left Ronin's side, kissing his cheek, murmuring softly, I love you Ronin... please wake up soon. before she left his side to go and look at all the footage, including what had been compiled on the heist. The systems were now back up and running, cameras fixed or replaced where they had been blasted. She was more convinced than ever that Black Sun had been behind it. Hearing the broadcast that Ronin was behind it was ludicrous and very typical of Black Sun.

 

Zara prepared to make a statement for the holonet, knowing that it would gain an interesting response with her all battered and bruised from trying to defend her property. She wanted to catch up with Kat - to see where he was when the poodoo hit the fan for starters.

 

Another staff member told her that Triple Helix was malfunctioning but had shown up in the Hanger. She sent a team of mechanic's to retrieve him, telling the team to fit him with the latest upgrades - also a medical team was sent to retrieve Tekkan Raas as well.

 

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After making the broadcast on holonet, Zara made sure Ronin was still alright before heading back up to the penthouse. She could feel that Sabian was awake, but didn't want to disturb him, she was rather embarrassed by the visions she had seen.

 

She gathered up a few outfits that needed Drycleaning and headed to the private hanger. She took one of the company YT-2400's and left the Casino. Hopefully by the time she returned, Kat would have things in order.

[Sabian]

I.. I can't move.. Why?.. Was I that badly bruised?.. The Sith!

 

- Anger started to move through his mind, causing his already sore muscles to tense in pain. Teeth bared hard on one another, immediatly trying to find a sense of calm and peace to fade the anger out. In the intense moment, he felt something strange come back to him, almost a scene from somewhere in his dreams. While it was unclear, it stirred intense unpure thoughts; something he normally had control over.. -

 

- Drifting from the pain, his eyes immediatly scoured his body, wrapped up in not his usual uniform, nor medical garb, just.. a bath robe? It did not matter at the moment, shaking his head as he searched for wounds, the connection to the Force drawing back to him after becoming concious again. There were no evident wounds besides the intense soreness of his muscles from extreme overuse, everything that he could remember as far as being wounded upon the wrist, back, and thigh had been covered up the way he himself healed others. -

 

...Errgh...

 

- His temples continued to throbe as he found himself moving more and more, sending negative signals throughout his body in order to stop. For now, he had to relax more.. bring back the complete knowledge of the Force in order to speed the process of his muscles healing back to normal status or atleast to allow him to move.. -

 

- Minutes drew on, meditating with his body laid down, finding himself again and drawing a protective aura forged purely from the Force to keep his muscles from stiffening. This allowed him to draw himself out from the bed, now noticing a very peculair site.. All his clothing had been strayed carelessly around the bed around all for corners. -

 

What in the--.. Ugh, my head..

 

- ..He could not dwell upon it more now, as hard as he tried to disavow the pain, it still lingered in his head. Breathing deeply in and out, closing and reopening his eyes, he dressed back up into normal attire and stumbled outside of the room.. still trying to rid those impure thoughts out from the depths of his mind. -

 

- Immediatly the young Jedi Knight began to search for those involved with the heist, his primary concern was knowing that they were alright and not killed in battle. He was unsure how Brina made out from the paralysis, or where Lady Nargal was, along with the brave bounty hunter that covered him in the hangar bay from the Sith. -

 

- After moving down the elevator, he felt himself lack the ability to move any furthur. Stumbling into the nearest outlet in the large mobile Casino, which happened to be the main bar center for locals, the young man set himself down on one of the stools, back hunched over, face and body showing extreme fatigue.. He nearly passed out before one the bar keepers slapped his elbow, immediatly bringing his head up to his eye level, still partly glazed over from the effects of the drugs.. -

 

"Huh?.. Wha--?.."

 

- ..He now noticed his hearing was distorted, only drawing muffled sounds from his clouded head. Even though he was human, it seemed like he spoke in Batche. Waving his head lightly up and down, trying to console the man from paying attention to him, it seemed it was enough to get him to leave temporarily. Moments later, he came back with a strong bit, a special concunction used for even the strongest of systems to help with the common "hang over." -

 

- It would be rude to refuse, figuring this weird drink of some sort would be enough to atleast help his muscles relax. Taking it in sip by sip, he noticed how strong it was; the bar tender almost laughing as he watched the young man cringe by the first taste, saying something that he probably couldn't understand even with good hearing and left to tend to the other customers.. -

[Zara Nargal]

The YT-2400 comes back out of hyperspace above the planet Naboo where the Casino was now located. Zara piloted the ship back into the private hanger bay and locked it up. She headed up to the med bay first, looking down at Ronin, tears in her eyes as she looked at him, slowly they trickled down her face. She loved him so much yet feared what he would say and do when he found out what had happened. She felt guilty about it, even though Bekka said it wasn't her fault. She loved him so much and felt devastated for what had gone on. She truely thought that it would destroy their relationship.

 

She looked down at him, her hand gently caressing his face before she leant down, pressing her lips to his. "I love you Ronin. Please... please understand I never meant it to happen. I wasn't even aware of it... please forgive me..."

 

Her voice was a very soft whisper, her hand caressing his face. The medical staff were observing from a distance, thinking that she was just upset because he hadn't regained consciousness yet. One approached her as she turned to leave his bedside.

 

"He'll wake up Ms Nargal. And he'll be alright too. Just you wait and see."

 

"I surely hope so. I really do. I... I have to go to home for a while..."

 

She turned and fled, that she was upset was pretty obvious as she tore through the back corridors and took the staff lifts up to the penthouse. She knew that the staff were loyal and that her whereabouts would be kept to those loyal to the Link. She arrived out of breath, with tears in her eyes at her penthouse. Rascal greeted her as she come in the door, brushing up against her in his effort to comfort the upset woman.

 

"It's alright Rascal... I'm just being silly..."

 

She sank to the floor, her arms around the big black cat for a time, his rumbling purrs comforting her. Eventually she stood, moving through to pack her bags to go. She included the baby items she'd gotten for the twins before calling up some of the staff to take the bags down to the Black Pantha. She then slipped the leash onto Rascal and headed down to the Casino proper. She'd left a comm on the comm unit for Brina and Kat for whenever they surfaced, letting them know she was going to Dathomir for a while... by her tone they could tell she was very upset about something...

 

She could feel him, he was still here... she didn't really want to see him felt she would be too embarrassed to see him... she couldn't work out why she could sense him, it was like he was in the same room, but he wasn't... Zara continued to the hanger, Rascal by her side, trying to ignore it, tears still trickling down her face...

[Sabian]

- Laid hunched over the bar stool, the drink was empty and he felt his body recover from the soreness faced. Yet, in light of this, he was not happy nor did he seem it, by glance, to have recovered. The young man's face seemed older, less impressionable, molded by the events that happened. Lowering his eyes, he felt two catastrophic feelings within the Force's stream. The first was of pain, suffering.. from where, he could not say. The second was.. her. -

 

- Breathing in and out, he could sense Zara coming back to the Link, her thoughts, her emotions, everything. This proved what he had milded around in his mind whether or not had really happened. It was such an awful circumstance for the both of them. In spite of this, he needed to confront her, however akward it may be.. -

 

- Mere minutes would pass before he slowly moved to the hangar bay, fully cloaked and with arms held at either side. Those blue crystaline eyes saw the back of the now crying woman, his heart sinking low into his chest as her guilt and pain became his own. The best he could do was try and send a nuturing wave through the Force to try to console, very subtly but she could pick up on it through their strong connection.. -

 

"Zara... Please wait..."

 

- As he spoke, one hand drifted off from his side, almost as if he was reaching out to her even though they were a good few yards apart. -

[Ronin Wartide]

Ronin's eyes clenched and his mouth shot open, a moan of horror and anger escaping his dried lip. His fists clenched around his bed sheet, his mind rapidly battling its way to consciousness. Indeed, not even a mild coma could get in the way of Ronin's indomitable will. The pirate's dark eyes shot open, a layer of sweat on his brow as thick as mud. He rolled off his bed, in naught but a simple hospital gown, to hit the floor and quickly rise behind a medical droid. His arm clenched around its neck, holding it in place while he cleared the room. It was a few painfully long seconds before he realized where he was, and that he didn't need to hold the medical droid as a meat shield. He let go of the now loudly protesting droid with slow apprehension, still not comfortable with his surroundings.

 

His coat hung on the wall, the rest of his personal effects on the chair below it. Quickly he went over, drawing a gun with one hand and heaving the rest of his things over his shoulder. Quickly he moved into the small room that he saw adjacent to his, clearing it quickly before entering the bathroom and locking the door. His paranoia was still quite evident, though his instinctive proclivity for it had saved him on numerous occasions. It subsided slowly as he showered and redressed, taking the time to wash blood from his clothes and sew up minor tears in the fabric. Ronin holstered his guns, shaved his face, spiked his hair, and belted his grenades--in that order--before finally deciding he was ready. The pirate found in his preparations that Kat had gone through the trouble of completing his order, and before he opened the door he tried them on.

 

Round lensed sunglasses, black lenses, and black frames. Infinite possibilities.

 

Ronin stepped out to look upon the medical room once more, seeing the droid he had threatened had long since disappeared.

 

"Well... At least I'm not dead..."