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Stark-O wasn't sure what to expect, but when he finally saw what his captor was wearing, he got a bit nervous. When someone is chained to a wall with someone else dressed like that nearby it usually meant a sort of interaction he really wasn't comfortable with. Then she started teasing him. Even...

Stark-O stood dressed in his typical garb, Vaax beside him, ready to begin the trial. As it was, he was the only witness. Having been the man's mentor, captor, and now key witness to his trial, he felt as though it was fitting. He still had a minor bruise on his cheek from where Vaax had punched...

Stark-O had no reason to continue fighting him in this manner, but he did regardless. He didn't want to see his old friend hurt anymore. Unfortanetly that limited his options. And the words Vaax spoke still cut deep regardless of how much he wanted to pretend that they didn't. He probably could...

Stark-O had expected his apprentice to try something, but even he didn't expect him to be foolish enough to try something while on Jedha, and while still injured. He moved fast though regardless, as soon as his old apprentice rushed him both hands came up and under his armpits as he pivoted and...

Stark-O had to pause and take a breath. The man who was his former apprentice was trying to goad him into being hostile. Into making the same mistake he had and letting his anger rule him. He wouldn't let him get to him though. NO my old apprentice. I will not be let you taunt me with thoughts...

Stark-O shook his head slightly. He honestly wished the younger man would let go of his anger, but it seemed he wouldnt. He didn't say anything as the man tore the food and drink away from him, not did he immediately respond to his threats. He knew they were empty for one, but he also knew his...

Stark-O kept up the act for a second longer before he finally sighed and gave it up. He had a feeling it wasn't going to work, but at least he tried. He didn't even want to pick his head up for fear of seeing himself if the mask again. So instead he kept his eyes closed as he picked his head up...

Stark-O laughed at the man's comment about the very blue chiss. And she was apparently was a doctor, which never hurt, he himself being a medic. She could probably help him at least with his medical knowledge. As far the others being untrained he figured hed be the one teaching some things...

Stark-O nodded at him. Although he was hoping for a bit more, at least he knew he'd be working with other smugglers. If they were anything like this one then he was already sure they'd be an interesting bunch. He could appreciate them fighting slavers and their ilk sounded like a decent enough...

Stark-O smiled and nodded at the man. He trusted him to keep his word, and with other kids for her to be around, he felt like she would be alot happier with them than his old out of touch self. He was about to ask Allard to just drop him at the nearest spaceport, but that would be silly if the...

Stark-O knew the man was right. He was a Jedi, and as a jedi, he was given to some pretty dangerous situations. Things could go terribly south terribly quickly. If he really cared for her, he knew he had to let Allard look after her, at least while he took his fight to the dark siders. He...

Stark-O bit on both his lips, his face getting taunt as he did so. He understood the man's story all too well. He had done something similar when he had joined the armed forces in his younger years, only doing so because he was looking for a quick and easy death. He didn't find it though, just...

Stark-O awoke suddenly, his eyes groggily opening to see himself in front of a mirror. He was immediately reminded of the pain in his head and remembered why after a moment. He had broken into Abigails hotel and tried to kill the woman, which she didn't take none to kindly to of course. As his...

Stark-O had to admit, Allard was right. Somehow little Lisa wasn't crying even through the while ordeal. Maybe she had already know what was going to happen and didn't get upset because she knew they'd be ok in the end. He took his shit of rum and almost choked on it. The guy had brought the...

Stark-O heard the explosion outside the craft and knew they were safe. The threat was finally abated and he could breath a bit easier again. He held the girl in a cradling postion and looked at Allard as he came walking in. He smiled as he saw the man carrying a rum bottle and two glasses. While...

Stark-O had been right, the man known as Allard did quite a bit of fancy maneuving as they attempted to get out of the line of sight of the gunship. The sharp turns made it hard for him to keep his steady aim on the center of the craft and one of his bolts sailed high over the craft. He had...

Stark-O grimaced slightly as he knew what the woman had said was right. He wasn't very Jedi like. He was reckless sometimes, he was quick to go for the killing blow as soon as he had a chance, and he had attachments. None the least of which being his hat and his kimono. He sighed slightly as the...

Stark-O was disappointed in himself to say the least. His strike had been parried again without her even using her sword, instead yanking his lightsaber from his hand with the force and delivering a swift kick to his midsection, knocking the wind out of him for a brief moment. He felt the heat...

Stark-O graciously accepted the helping hand from Allard, pulling him back up to the front of the speeder. He was careful to make sure he didn't step on Lisa as he did so, and reactivated his lightsabers just in case. The man known as allard was a hell of a pilot though, and if Stark-O had...

Stark-O should have anticipated that the dark sider wasn't going to fight fair, and although he had been successful in tripping her up and sending her to the ground, she recovered quickly and delivered a swift kick to his balls. He squeezed his legs together instinctively, saving him from a full...