Open Sun, Sea & Relaxation

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  1. Azriel Mortii

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    It wasn't every day that the Deucalians had time for themselves. Usually they were raiding or trying to map out where there home planet was. That idea that they had lost where their home planet was made them just seem ridiculous. How could you lose a planet? Ahhhh the stupidity of some people.

    The Deucalians certainly knew how to hold a party. A half dozen or so large, 6 post tents were erected in a row down the shore, only feet from the waters edge. Several dozen or so people milled about, mostly in swimwear, all drinking and dancing and playing games. Large people, mostly. Tattoos and beards and braids covered the majority, but others were rather normal. There are thralls scattered around, attending to all the pure Deucalians around. Some of them were allowed a little time to themselves but this wasn't there day. Benches and grill pits were set up all over, the smell of roasting meat filling the air. Kegs and jugs and barrels of drink were plentiful, insanely plentiful. Almost seemed like there was a giant vat of drink for ever person under the tents. Their songs were raucous and loud, filled with laughter and old stories full of comedy and heroism. Some sabac, some other common games were being played around, a few balls being used, and even a couple guys playfully wrestling in the water, splashing the others when they got a chance. It seemed like a good party.

    While everyone mingled, a small distance away, two boys were trying to get some time by themselves. The beserker and the thrall both sat and were trying to catch some much needed break time from their usual duties. Both of them were just in their swimwear they sat and read their books on the shore with their feet in the sand. Azriel was studying the newest brain surgery procedure method that he had been researching about. He wasn't sure what Destin was reading but it was nice to get some piece and quiet.

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    Käte sat on the beach, taking a breath and swiping a braid over her shoulder, watching the various people milling about, her felloe Deucalians. She had yet to see a fellow Valengard, mainly the bigger clans were present. The air was cool, and the waves were oddly relaxing. Deucalians were out of place here, and it wad quite humorous to see a bunch of massively built warriors with beards the length of an arm swimming and walking around in clothing designed for this environment. Some who who more inclined to the water jested about within, splashing and laughing. She herself was also wearing similar attire, a contrast from the armor Käte was used to. The Valengard had taken it a long few raids ago, and never thought she'd use it. Of course, it so happened that this was an appropriate time. And for once, she was clear of any battle wounds or cuts from stupid fights.

    Nonetheless, this was going to be an interesting day, despite her tendency to not enjoy herself. A smile came on her face as she watched a guy get tossed into a wave about to break. That was going to hurt.
     
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    It was a rare thing, to find times where Deucalians would gather together for a purpose beyond what was pragmatic for them. It wasn't a negative thing, such characteristics had advanced them, made them productive, adaptive for when the times demanded it. To then find himself in a place such as the one he was in then, it was surprising in its own way. But nonetheless, a welcome one.

    He was still 'Magnus' now, here among them. His own people were nowhere to be seen, but that was besides the point. Anonymity granted a freedom and mobility that a well-known name, face or status simply inhibited. Regardless of the times, Ørlygr Thorite was still a Bersark, and Telunaris was nothing different. Hence, he'd reapplied the face paint and attire he had donned before, during the search for their homeworld of Deucalia. He was 'Magnus', the spirit-weaver. Besides, his status as a shaman or druid also afforded him a wide berth, whether it be from those that respected what he was, or disdained it. In these circumstances, the distinction between the two meant, for all intents and purposes, nothing to him.

    Contrasted to the beach, 'Magnus' made his way to the rocky mountains that began to overlook the area where the other Deucalians were partaking of their revelry and merriment, having worked his way through the tropical foliage and wildlife. It was a peculiar place, this world. Hot and humid, but cool and breezy. Odd plants, to say the least, but with sands instead of the more solid sediment. But it was a place abundant with life, and therein lay what he sought. Crossing his legs as he allowed his body to levitate with the Force, floating over the ground by about fifty centimeters. The rush of everything that brimmed with life swirled and spiraled around him, and as far as he was able without it overwhelming him, 'Magnus' let it in.

    Let it all_in. Feel it racing, like the rays of light from a burning sun, without the harshness but all the intensity. Like the eye of the storm, surrounded by it―but not consumed_by it. Stay there, in the heart... in the eye... in the balance. There it is. Solace... Serenity...
     
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    Work hard. Play harder. While Deucalians couldn't agree on much nowadays, this was the one maxim that remained true of the ancient people. Each had their own definition of play of course and of work, but a day at the beach seemed a fairly universal pleasure even for a people as fair as theirs. Speaking of fair, Eira was currently applying her second layer of suntan to her ivory skin though she couldn't quite reach all the spots on her body. She was going to ask her kin, but not many Baldrs came. It seemed her people were becoming more and more isolated for some reason.

    Besides, Eira knew many people from all the clans after her search for Deucalia. Destin was off reading a book with what looked to be a slave, Einar was currently talking two sisters into some unspeakable debauchery...or perhaps a game of chicken, and Brenna Thorite was actually playing. Throwing a stick for her Varlwulf to chase after and return to her. Her furry companion was quite confused when the Thorite instead ran with the beast to try and get the stick first. Figures the Thorite was simply training after all. Alemanii seemed to be sticking fairly close together with Vicarr the Second Claw sitting under two fanning slaves while he picked apart some meat off some freshly charred bones. Audun stood by him as his personal guard and got a curt nod which Eira promptly returned.

    Mysterious Magnus was of course a standout as he was off floating to the side. So focused meditating on life he put himself out of the running for life of the party. So it goes. Looking back to Destin she noticed the boy he was reading with was getting harassed by a Barrenfist who apparently got a pretty grisly cut playing razor ball, a very old, very stupid Deucalian sport. While the bleeding fellow tried to get the slave to do his job while not being kind about it, Eira was about to step in and do something when she spotted her sister from another mister.

    Käte Valengard had been with Eira on a few adventures and chance meetings, so the Baldr wasn't too surprised to see her show up here. With a wave to get the girl's attention Eira proceeded to get a running start and jump off a rock formation just above the water the other Deucalian's were swimming in. Hitting the refreshing wet, the red haired lass immersed herself as waves and kicking legs sloshed the water to and fro. Coming up quickly she breached the surface and called to the Valengard,

    "Come on in the water's great!" waving her in she added, "They teach you to swim on your world or is all the water frozen?"

    Eira herself learned the finer arts of swimming in a public bath house on Ryloth. They had raided the village and since the Twi'leks fled and they couldn't steal the bathhouse they figured they'd use it before burning it to the ground. Several experienced Deucalians taught the others to swim then they proceeded to get drunk and a few drowned anyway. Hail Deucalia.
     
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    Käte covered her face with an arm as water splashed around and over her. Apparently someone had developed the bright idea of getting her soaked, and she felt the anger rising within before laughter, a familiar shade of hair color, and a challenge to join in the surf put a smile on her face. Lowering her hand, she dove into the water and accelerated like a torpedo, more or less charging in to Eira and shoving her underwater before letting go and springing to the surface with a small laugh. Devious Baldr, she should have known that Eira was going to be here and try something. Of course she could swim. The Valengard had decided to learn after falling into frigid ice water during a raid.

    "Well you choose a damn opportune time to show yourself, sister Baldr!"
     
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    Azriel was enjoying himself, he enjoyed the sun, allowing himself to soak in all the rays of sun. Despite the fact he usually spent his entire time in a medical ward so it was nice to get some time to relax, after all, it reminded Azriel of his home on Alderaan. He hated the fact that he didn't get that all the time. The change of scenery was nice however he did know that he was only there for the fact that if someone was ill or vomiting, he would be the one to clean it up and diagnose the person. So he would be one of the people that would be useful at the end of the day. So he was going to try and soak up all the moments that he could.

    He took a small look to the man next to him, seeing him with a complete look of concentration on his face as he studied his book. Not even Azriel could achieve that level of concentration. However, Azriel soon had his first visitor when a drunken Barrenfist walked over. More like stumbled over in a drunken haze, with a pretty serious bleed on his torso. That was gonna likely need a few stitches stitches later on but Azriel could do that later and bandage over the wound for now.

    "Sir, I'm going to need you to lie down and stay still, I need to patch you up." Azriel stated calmly however the man really wasn't having that. "Why can't you do it while I'm standing up?" The man barked back loudly and Azriel could feel himself slowly getting angrier and angrier. "Why can't you shut up and let me do my job?" Azriel snapped back however he received a punch in the face for his insolence. Azriel needed to learn to shut his mouth, so he decided he would just bandage up the man and enjoy himself once he was done. "Yeah, that put you in your place, didn't it slave?" The man goaded and Azriel continued to feel the anger build up, becoming hatred which was soon about to erupt however Azriel needed to keep working and stayed silent again. However the straw that broke the camel's back was when the man decided that he wanted to spit on Azriel. That was something that Azriel could not abide. So once he finally decided that the bandages were attached properly before he decided that the man should receive his punishment. When the man decided to walk away, Azriel held him with the force, fury emanating from the boy before he sent the man tumbling in the water, making sure that it was shallow enough that he wouldn't drown.
     
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    Kate could swim. This was a good fact to know twenty seconds ago before the Deucalian became more immersed than a civil war reenactor in black and white. Surrounded by the deep blue ocean glimmering all around the red-haired lass opened her eyes as she looked up at the dreadlock's of her attacker. Released she burst from the water with a mighty ascent breaching with all the grace and little of the weight of a mighty whale. Swimming about on her back the Baldr shifted about listening to the Valengard's words before replying in a most opportune way. A quick shot of water burst from her mouth at the fierce woman's face as Eira smirked as was about to duck underwater to escape her inevitable wrath. She stopped suddenly as she looked beyond the woman to see the scene going on,

    "Look!" she said hoping to distract her sister from another mister not for the purpose of attacking her as her back was turned, but to bring attention to the scene on the beach. A drunken clansman was harassing a slave and even hit him. That was enough for Eira to take action when suddenly the man was tossed into the sea. It was clearly the work of the Force to Eira who had been around, but other clansmen who had never seen one trained to use the gift or learned it came from dark magicks quickly threw up signs to ward off the evil. Lot of good that would do them. Those more enlightened like the Valkarian and Vicarr responded by laughing. Wounded and drunk and wet, the embarrassed Barrenfist could not take this lying down. Luckily he wasn't lying down but floating and in his exhausted wounded state began to drift down the beach horizontally laying back as he slowly worked off his drink.

    Eira was quite glad that situation worked itself out for two reasons. One was the obvious fact that she hated useless pain especially against those weaker and the second was because Einar Valkaria gave her this bikini as a gift and apparently it was for a reason. Dry and underwater it appeared completely normal leaving the Baldr none the wiser, but when it got wet and was removed from water it became more and more transparent until it was completely see through. Rising up just enough to give Kate a brief flash before realizing this shocking truth the red-haired lass sank low looking out. Sure enough she soon caught the glint of Einar's sunglasses as he gave an amused wave. Looking to Kate and the beach filled with her people, Eira was at a complete loss of what to do.
     
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    Käte shook her head and felt the urge to shove Eira underwater for a while once the spray of water came at her face. She winced and wiped her eyes, putting on a smile and lunging forward, but not before the Baldr told her to look toward the beach, which she did. A bit of a quarrel between a slave and a Deucalian. It was fine by her, and the hitting was normal, seeing as these guys were a bunch of drunken animals at this point, but the part where the warrior got flung into the surf was very odd. She felt the urge to step in and talk the slave's ear off about his disobedience, but went against it. No sense getting catapulted, either.

    Käte was Force sensitive as well, but she had never really understood her power or how to use it. A lot of wise men had told her about her abilities, but she had yet to see anything and remained doubtful in herself. Which was part of the reason she had become a better fighter without the special abilities everyone fabled about. Watching as Eira had exposed herself, which was definitely not of her own accord else she likely wouldn't have gone anywhere near the beach, she stared toward the shore, right at Einar, daggers sharp enough to pierce a Krayt dragon through the back, then shook her head.

    "Well, that's a predicament. Why'd you trust Einar again? I'd think you were intelligent in that sense."

    Giving a gentle shove, on the shoulder to the Baldr, she looked back at the shore and returned her gaze with a smirk.
    "Okay, so you've got a few options. Walk out and act like everything's normal, avoiding the drunk guys, or I can go to the shore and look for something, I guess. Or you can just stay naked. It's not like you look bad or anything, but some decency, even among Deucalians, is wise."
     
  9. Eira Baldr

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    Eira didn't tend to hate people after the incident with the Snekkja pod, seemed wasteful to use all that energy just to hold a grudge against someone. With Einar the brave Baldr was willing to make an exception. He would pay for this treachery, to think Eira had been tricked by a clan member almost exclusively known for their trickery. As Kate asked her exactly how she allowed that the woman could only shrug stopping herself halfway as she threatened to expose herself once more. Luckily the only one who noticed so far was her battle sister and they'd shed blood together so they were practically family at this point. Eira wasn't sure if that made it worse or better.

    Mulling over her options as the valiant Valengard laid them out, Eira bit her lip thinking of what to do. Looking to the shore she saw many notable powerful Deucalians from Allmen to Claws and none of them looked in the mood to see her fun parts, or worse were very in the mood to see them. Looking out the Baldr spotted something she hadn't seen before. As getting wet was an ever present problem when one immersed themselves in water, the beach had installed an insta dryer at the edge of the sand right next to the Deucalian party. Looking to Kate and gesturing to the dryer she said simply,

    "I'm gonna go for it, mind distracting the party," she looked to Einar and saw he had a camera ready for when she exited the water, "Especially that one,"

    Moving slowly towards the shore feigning defeat and embarrassment the Deucalian hit the point where she could no longer keep her revealed form at bay. Edging down into a sprinters stance she focused on her objective. Narrowing her eyes and hoping Kate thought quick on her feet the Baldr focused on being quick on hers. Wet sand shifted under the force of her strides as she pushed past two drunken Bleendenstags, leaped over a beach chair, dived past a volleyball game and was within a few strides of the dryer. Of course that was when the Baldr clan arrived.

    A feasting and jubilant party, the Baldr drank too much prior to the festivities proper and just now collectively got the gumption to join the other clans. Striding up across a dune their first sight was the basically naked Eira whom many many recognized as a sister and respected member of their clan. That second one was in a bit of danger now. Letting out an eep, Eira dove into the dryer partially hoping it would malfunction and cook her alive. It unfortunately didn't and with a ding Eira was done though her reputation's goose was cooked.

    Emerging before the Baldr's head not exactly held high she looked upon her mother and father with surprise and greater surprise still to see the First Claw, Freya Baldr XV looking upon her with an amused smirk,

    "Eira Baldr, my you've grown" laughter came from the assembled clan members which after a time Eira realized wasn't so mch laughing at her as it was the absurdity of her situation. Laughing a bit too she smacked a fist to her chest in the Deucalian salute which was returned by her kin. Smiling at her family and Freya she looked upon a woman not much older than she but holding on to the reins of destiny of so many thousands. It was hard to see the woman as her leader when as a child Eira only remembered her as an annoying cousin. She was called Silva back then, but following tradition she changed her name when taking on the role as First Claw,

    "It's great to see you again First Claw," Eira said still blushing a bit as she looked to Kate calling her over, "I've learned so much in my travels and made many friends like Käte Valengard,"

    Freya looked over the Valengard with a smile as she replied,

    "Ah a Valengard always good to see young blood of the young clan,"

    Eira smiled at Kate happy for her assistance as she walked over to hug her parents and was quickly shown she had a little brother on the way,

    "Mom no way, how old are you?"

    Her mother shook her head as some laughed. Eira touched upon the stomach and felt a small kick in return, her brother would be a fighter no doubt, but the brave Baldr secretly hoped he came into a galaxy far more peaceful than the one she found so far.
     
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  10. Khyanna Sutro'ka

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    Khyanna found herself in an interesting position. A Jedi master had noticed how hard she and several knights had been working for the last few months, and ordered them to take a vacation. Some of them were actually annoyed by the vacation, Khyanna included. She was making progress in tracking down a jedi holocron that had been lost for years. The information on it was tantalizing to her, but even she could feel the stress accumulating from her duties.

    She briefly considered going back to Iridonia and visiting her parents, she did think about them often after all. She had made a contact who was able to give her fairly regular updates on how her parents were doing. Several times when they were short on cash, she made anonymous credit transfers into their accounts. However she instead decided to enjoy a nice beach vacation on Corelia. She had always passed by these beaches when she had come to the planet on business and always wanted to enjoy herself there one day.

    So now she was walking barefoot across the golden sand of the beach. She was wearing a black two piece bikini with a transparent black hip sash. She felt black contrasted nicely with her red skin and black facial tattoos. Being a Zabrak was quite advantageous when going to the beach, she's never had a sunburn in her life. She still smirks when she thinks about the jealously some of her more light sensitive jedis were. She adjusted the sling bag across her body, when she noticed a very large gathering on the beach. She wasn't aware of the beach being closed for anything.

    Curiosity won out in her mind, and she began to walk over to the people to find out if the beach was closed or not. Although she was upon closer inspection she did notice they all had one thing in common. They were all tattooed and very very muscular. Traits the Khyanna very much appreciated in a non jedi fashion.

     
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    Frosted Helm's were seen as the black sheep of the Deucalian clans if black sheep was a polite way of saying morons. They constantly fumbled raids, crashed ships, their pranks involved dismemberment, they never paid for their part of the bar tab before they burned the cantina down. Of all these missteps, all these failings, all these embarrassments, two stood apart from the rest for being the quintessential Frosted Helm. Break down any piece of these two and look over their elemental composition down to the smallest electron and you could only day to yourself.

    "Wow...that's really stupid"

    They were called Beefis and Buttehead because unfortunately those were there names. They were stocky red haired fellows whose guts were eight sizes as large as their brains, which was fairly significant as they had six packs. Shifting and posing their muscles for no one in particular, Beefis caught sight of the red Zabrak yonder and ceased posing to point,

    "Look Buttehead!" he called out and Buttehead did as Beefis told him to. Seeing the woman his first instinct was to cry out,

    "My god she is so small," Beefis slapped his head and shook it,

    "She only looks small cause she is far away, when she walks up her body will grow until it is normal sized like when we had that thing when we were 13,"

    "The second grade?"

    Beefis shook his head, he couldn't believe he hung out with such a dumb dumb. Walking towards the zabrak he was glad to see his theory was correct. This normal sized alien with head covered in horns made him feel horns in another fashion if you understand the innuendo I was going for there. If you didn't that's okay you're dad will tell you when you're older and you'll be like "Dad what the heck I didn't need to hear that,"

    Posing for the woman his rippling muscles, flowing hair, majestic beard, and 'No Ragrets' tattoo Beefis was soon joined by Buttehead as they shifted about saying one after the other,

    "Hello pretty lady,"

    After that it was time for the pick up lines,

    "Do you know what's on the Menu? ME N U"

    "Are you Snekkja Pod because I just fell from you...out of you-for you!"

    This was followed by still more posing as the brawny dudebros would not take no for an answer
     
  12. Khyanna Sutro'ka

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    Holy shit were these guys for real? Khyanna couldn't believe she was actually seeing people like this in real life. She had seen movies and shows before, but she didn't think people this stupid could actually exist. If it weren't for the fact they had less brains than her pinky toe, she might have appreciated the flexing. However it got much worse when the pick up lines began and oh boy were they bad. She heard freshly pubescent Knights with better lines than those.

    She gave them a rather unimpressed eyebrow raise and began to speak. "Look, I'm sure you two rubbed your last remaining braincells together and thought you had a chance here, but you don't. And because you look like the type that doesn't understand what the word 'no' means, I'm going to help you understand" and with a flick of her wrist, she hit the two flexing fools with a force push hard enough to send them flying out into the deeper part of the water where they wouldn't get hurt on landing. They were stupid, but that didn't mean they deserved to be seriously injured.

    Khyanna looked around and saw a sizable group meeting up with a rather fetching redhead human. Hopefully they weren't all like the two knuckleheads she sent for a swim. Destination set, she marched over to the assorted people and waited for a moment to speak. Being a red skinned alien with horns, it wouldn't take long for her to catch their attention.

    "Excuse me, I was wondering if this beach was closed for your gathering or not? If not, I can be sure to keep to the far side of the beach as not to interrupt. If it is closed I can move along to somewhere else." she offered diplomatically. While controlling her emotions might not be her forte, she could at least negotiate and speak to people like a good Jedi.

     
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    It wasn't usual for Algeyr to take part of Deucalian parties such as the one he was in at the moment, but he was convinced by his White Wolf companions to join his Deucalian brothers at the beach , telling him that he would have fun. And they were right, he was having fun, his own kind of fun, the pale man was sitting at the beach, wearing nothing but his bathing trunks and enjoying the sights and the sun gently warming is skin, but most importantly, he was seeing his people having fun, that was enough for him to be happy at that moment, to enjoy the beach and everything that was happening around him.

    That moment of happiness, however, was ruined rather quickly. One very drunk Deucalian "Slipped" and "accidentally threw its bottle of alcohol at the giant Thorite's back, why he even did that, Algeyr didn't know, neither did he care about it, it didn't matter, what really mattered was the brutal beating the drunk Deucalian recieved by a pissed off Algeyr after he got up from his comfy seat. After, and only after Algeyr was done with the other Deucalian, he realized that not only he had a wound in his back because of the bottle, but he also had crystal shards sunk in his back, producing all kinds of cuts. The Thorite was beyond pissed after realizing that, and wished he didn't beat the other guy unconscious so fast so he could still kick the living crap out of it, now he had to find someone to patch him up

    He didn't have to search too much before finding a slave that was patching up another Deucalian, Algeyr approached the two men, the slave and the Deucalian, getting progressively angry seeing how the man treated the kid so poorly, the Thorite was about to have a word or two with the other Deucalian before he saw him fall into the water. Algeyr would look at the kid for a moment, surprised even though his look didn't reveal any kind of emotion, that kid had the force, he was pretty sure of it, and probably no one else noticed it, a slave who had a quality that powered warriors all over the galaxy, now that was interesting. "Boy, I need you to take a look at this" He said to catch the kid's attention before sitting in front of him, Azriel would quickly notice what was obviously wrong in his back after doing so.


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    Eira was still so happy to see her family again and to see it growing in love and number. She feared for her clan hearing so little about it. It seemed the Baldr appearance was causing a stir as Audun tapped Vicarr who looked then did a comical double take as he stood abruptly. Astrid Valkaria was a bit more dignified, but it was clear to any not intoxicated that both were quite flustered, luckily it was a Deucalian party so that was three people tops. Still Eira noticed it and soon Freya was speaking to her fellow claws quite animatedly. It had been years since they'd spoken so no doubt they'd be talking for quite some time so Eira put speaking at length with her cousin out of her mind. Luckily she had something new to deal with.

    Eira had made friends of a few red heads, but now she was meeting someone entirely red. Blinking in surprise at the alien woman with her scarlet skin revealed generously by the bikini that so starkly contrasted with her natural hue, the brave Baldr was met with genuine surprise. Every time it happened it was a joy to the woman, even a bad shock was made better if it was a new experience. It's why even though Einar's 'prank' was childish and rude it still tickled the red-haired lass somewhat as it would become a rather funny memory in the end.

    Hearing the Zabrak's question, her first though was to the woman's safety, but that was before too large splashes attracted some attention and a few fingers pointed to the horned female in awe. As Eira had already seen the trick just minutes before from the slave boy she had to laugh at such a quick recurrence and the sputtering nimrods who of course hadn't learned their lesson in the slightest. Turning to the obviously fierce female the brave Baldr she smacked her own breast with a Deucalian salute out of habit. Eira had of course forgotten she herself was in a bikini and it only caused the hit breast to wobble a bit more than usual. Tapping her forehead with two fingers and shaking her head with a smile she at last answered the woman,

    "No we just tend to intimidate people, but you don't look so easily intimidated," Eira's mother laughed as she appreciated a strong woman, it was how she roped Eira's father. Literally.

    Eira extended her hand for a more traditional hello as she said,

    "I'm Eira Baldr and this is my clan," realizing she was about to say a lot of words that might mean nothing to the Zabrak so she simplified it, "We're Deucalians which basically means..."

    Words were on the tip of her tongue to describe the rough bunch, but members for her clan were quick to drop in answers,

    "Drinking!"

    "Fighting!"

    "Freedom!"

    "Another word that starts with F!"

    With that the drunk mob Eira called family fell into hysterics before gradually dispersing among the other clans. Even Eira's parents found a place to sit as even for a strong Deucalian woman eight months of pregnancy took a toll on the ankles. Now in a more intimate gathering Eira wondered what this woman's story was,

    "So what brings one of your kind out here. I have to wonder aloud if your skin burns do you become redder or turn another color"
     
  15. Käte

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    Käte watched as Eira went off on her own plan, admiring the brief acrobatics before doing what she had to do. Right, a distraction. Grabbing a warrior by the beard, she smiled and punched him in the face, a mess of splashes occurring as the commotion rose. The challenge was evident enough, and the bearded one wasn't about to lose to a Valengard, less so a woman at that, but the victor appeared to be, unsurprisingly, the warrior herself. The end of the small fight was dictated by the fact that she had pinned him underwater long enough to let him run out of air, but was courteous enough to drag him up to the shore with her so he could avoid drowning. It was also partially that the Valengard wasn't keen on getting into Claw trouble.

    Speaking of Claws, it appeared Eira had met a friend, who was instantly recognizable. Freya Baldr. The First Claw. Walking up the sand, her wetsuit being completely unprankable due to the fact Einar had nothing to do with it, she nodded and put her hand to her chest in a less violent salute to the Baldr as her redheaded friend introduced the two.
    "An honor to meet you in person. In the meantime, I have business with Einar the Valkarian charmer. There's some leverage he owns that he doesn't particularly deserve."

    Putting on a smile and glancing to Eira as she met her parents, a red-skinned figure was sighted in the distance, though was not of importance. Right now, there was some revenge to be had. Turning around, the Valengard spotted Einar in the crowd, laughing to herself before running up the beach and slowing to a walk. A look of slight bemusement held on her face as she approached.
    "It would appear, Einar, oh dear Einar, that there is a bit of property that you would very much like to return or remove from existence. Would you mind if I took that camera for a moment?"

    She wouldn't be surprised if the snake charmer would attempt to flirt his way out of this, and was prepared for that likely event at any rate.
     
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  16. Khyanna Sutro'ka

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    Khyanna was enchanted by the redheads mannerisms. She was eager like a puppy, but like a tough puppy. You didn't get muscles like those without being in battle. Also, these people looked like they either lived for combat or were major Metalheads. Maybe both? While she very much enjoyed the added jiggle from what appeared to be a salute, she decided to spare the girl and simply take her hand once it was offered.

    She continued listening to the girl and laughed airily at the antics of the group as they each threw out a word for how to describe their people. She had heard of the Duecalians before, although they were described as violent pirates. Khyanna was willing to give them a chance. After all, they weren't doing anything wrong and just hanging out on a beach like a big family reunion. Besides, her roaming eyes made it apparent that she wasn't a very good Jedi.

    "No I daresay I am not easily intimated, perks of the job. Believe it or not, I am a Jedi when I'm not talking to pretty girls on the beach" she said, casually throwing a flirt in there. She couldn't help it, she was weak. She pulled her sling bag off on her shoulder and smiled at Eira. "I'm actually here because my higher ups demanded that a group of us Knights have been working too hard and order us to take a vacation. I wasn't even allowed to hunt for artifacts because it was too close to work. On business trips to this planet I passed these beaches a lot but never visited. So I came here. As for my skin, it is quite difficult to burn but if it does I tend to become a very deep red. My fair skin Zabrak cousins weep in jealousy" she added with a little chuckle.

    She looked around for a place her bag but wasn't sure exactly where she could put it. She looked over at the pregnant woman who had sat down at and briefly considered asking her if she could place her own things with hers. She looked back to Eira and spoke. "Do you think your pregnant clanswoman would be willing to place my bag among hers? I must say however, that my lightsabers are in there. I'm on vacation, but I take them everywhere" she said with a sheepish shrug. It may seem paranoid, but it was better to have them and non need them, than the reverse.

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    Eira was pleased both at Kate's uncharacteristic respect towards the First Claw and also her extremely characteristic act of hunting Einar down like the pig he was. Stealing a glance at the encounter she tittered as the Valkarian attempted to buy time holding the device behind his back. Apparently the beach didn't have very good signal as every time he tried to send it away he cursed. Eventually the clever Valkaria used the most deadly weapon a trained veteran angel like him could muster,

    "POCKET SAND SHA SHA SHA!"

    Letting loose a wave of beach dirty at the Valengard, Einar began sprinting for his life right past the Deucalian doubles beach volleyball tournament. They were only doing practice now, but leave it to the proud people to take all of that extra seriously. Soon enough Einar was having balls beaned at the back of his skull as he was rushed off the field right into the waiting Valengard. Sand sand everywhere but not a handful to pocket. Whoops.

    Leaving Einar to his ridiculous fate, Eira listened to the newcomer. She smirked at her first line wondering if a Jedi was a state of being or mind because apparently it could be turned off when a girl was turned on. Eira was more perplexed by the nature of a Jedi's work. She'd only met one Jedi so far and while his combat prowess was great, she thought it a bit strange thinking thousands of laser sword monks just moved around the galaxy looking for fights, but hey that's kinda what she did.

    Hearing the line about artifacts made the woman curious, Deucalians were also looking for pieces of their past. As the Baldr learned of the Jedi she knew of their long history and the pride and tradition they had. In truth they seemed different sides of the same coin, but that coins edge contained many differing ideals including the value of a life. When it came to the talk about her tan the woman let slip,

    "I'd like to see your tan lines,"

    Eira's mother heard her words and shook her head, not because she disapproved of homosexuality or aliens but simply because she raised a better flirter than that. Also hearing the Jedi's question Eira's mother called out,

    "Go ahead and set em down, if I go into labor my husband can use them to give me a C-Section,"

    Eira let out a snorting laugh that she was always terribly embarrassed of. Covering her face she shook her head and then looked back to the volleyball fields and to her new Jedi friend. She had heard the Force made one faster, stronger, quicker, and so attuned to that around them they didn't need to see a threat to strike out at it. By that margin a volleyball match should be cake.

    "You know how to play volleyball? You got the body for it,"

    "That's my girl," Eira's dad whispered as he highfived her mom.

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  18. Azriel Mortii

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    Azriel honestly didn't realise that there was a man behind him as he was so caught up in his own little world and trying to calm himself down from the nuclear stages that he was currently in. He could briefly hear the other Deucalian's laughing at the Barrenfist's humiliation however Azriel couldn't even focus on it. All he was concentrating on was trying to subside his anger. However he soon snapped out of his trance as he heard the man behind him speak. Azriel turned around to try and find out who the rough voice belonged to, soon seeing the man, which could better be described as a giant, littered in tattoo's and muscles asking him to take a look at something.

    Azriel didn't even have time to even ask for more specific details as the man soon sat himself down on the sand infront of him which showed the bloody wound, with shards of glass inside it, clearly the "accident" of some rowdy drunk Deucalian's. It was funny, he seemed to have had that issue multiple times over to course of today. However this one seemed to be a little bit more serious as he didn't know many pieces of glass were embedded in this giant's back. "Jeez this looks deep. This is gonna sting a little bit but I'll deal with the wound." Azriel spoke softly, adopting his slave like attitude once again, fearing punishment for his earlier actions. Ace grabbed his tattered medical bag, pulling out a pair of pliers.

    Azriel got to work, pulling out each individual shard of glass out, trying to make it as painless as possible as Azriel felt the sun beat down on him. He knew that it would give a bit of discomfort to the man but it was a necessary evil, after all, it was to prevent infection or anything serious. Once he had pulled out each shard of glass, he grabbed the bottle of medical alcohol that was required for the wound to properly be disinfected. He poured the alcohol over the wound which he knew would hurt the man sitting in front of him, so Azriel put his hand on the man's shoulder and soon decided that small talk would distract him from the pain he was currently feeling. "So how did you get that cut?" Azriel asked curiously as he started to apply the bandages to the man's back.

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    Algeyr stared at the sea quietly while the young slave was doing his work, the Thorite didn't whine about the pain, didn't scream or even let out a small sigh after the alcohol touched his wounds, it did hurt, but Algeyr had felt much more pain before it was nothing but a nuisance in comparison. "Another Deucalian thought it would be funny to throw a bottle at my back while I was relaxing" The pale man explained to Azriel, letting out a small sigh "He will probably come to you too so you can heal him after what I've done to him in return once he wakes up" he said, pausing for a few moments "If he even wakes up, that's it" The Thorite added, staring yet again af the sea silently for a solid minute.

    Then Algeyr looked at the Barrenfist that fell into the water before speaking once again "I know you are the reason that idiot fell into the water" He spoke in a soft, low voice to make sure no one else heard them "I know you are marked by the spirits, that you have the force on your side, like other people in the galaxy say" Algeyr revealed to Azriel before using the force to highlight the fact that he, himself, was force sensitive, those that also were force sensitive could now sense him and his connection to the force with ease, which was the point, he wanted to make sure the boy knew.

    "While that man deserved what you did to him, you should be more careful when using your natural abilities, boy. The Deucalians don't like those marked by the spirits too much, I know that from experience" Algeyr said as an advice to the slave, even Algeyr, who was a Deucalian warrior, was treated like a lesser being by other Deucalians, they feared him like they feared any other man or woman marked by the spirits, even the White Wolves treated him differently, many of them thinking of him as a tool that they could use as an advantage, in fact, Algeyr was sure the other Deucalian threw a bottle at him for that reason. Would the Deucalians find out that the slave was force sensitive, he would have an even worse life, that's for sure, and Algeyr certainly didn't want that to happen.
     
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  20. Khyanna Sutro'ka

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    Khyanna raised her eyebrow at the woman's crude pickup line. It wasn't the worst line that had ever been used on her, but it certainly wasn't great. She wasn't going to shut the girl the girl down immediately, but that didn't necessarily mean she had to let her off easy. With a predatory grin that revealed several sharp canine teeth she said "Actually, I don't have any tan lines." She leaned back and let Eira's imagination do all the work.

    Khyanna laughed when the woman spoke to her. "Well it would cauterize the wound, so you certainly wouldn't bleed out" she joked as she walked over and set the bag down beside the woman. "Thank you very much for keeping an eye on my things, let me know if you need any assistance." With that she walked back over to Eira who seemed to up her flirting game in the brief period of time it took to drop off her stuff.

    "Ohh honey, I don't think you can handle what my body can do. But I think I you deserve see a demonstration" she said walking past Eira, dragging one fingernail across the girls jawline. She sashayed over to the net and tossed the ball over to the redhead. "How about you show a girl what you got first?" she smirked.
     
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