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"Can anyone read me...." Brynd'an said in distress after being separated from the others on Coruscant. "Come in, anyone." He said again over a comm system he found near some deceased republic soldiers. He looked around frantic trying to get off planet. "I need to get out of here. Anyone; Jedi, Republic.... Sith?" he said smirking, but uneasy that someone might actually answer him.
As he awaited a answer Brynd'an looked over the dead Republic soldiers. "Well, I would hate for their armor to go to waste." He said as he started taking pieces. "I mean, I have needed armor for some time now." He said convincing himself. "Plus I would like to think they would want me to have it, its like their memory living on." He looked at the dog tags of the soldier he recovered the armor from. "I will remember your name Dal Vars." He said as he bowed his head.
Brynd'an then jumped when he heard a voice. "I didn't do it." He said jerking then a sharp pain shot in his side. He forgot he just went through hell a little while ago. The voice came over again. "Repeat, this is the Jedi Army's Flagship Strength of Illum. Come in." "This is Jedi Knight Brynd'an Kaellyn. I read you loud and clear." He said with a sigh of relief. "Can you send me a transport to get onboard?" He said hesitant. "I am injured and in need of assistance." He followed. The voice came back over the intercom. "There is a shuttle nearby your location. Can you make it there?" The voice cackled over the speakers. "Yes send me coordinates." He said as the coordinates came through the intercom. "Three - four, Got it." Brynd'an said as he wrote down the coordinates. "I am oscar mike." He said as he limped his way to the pickup.
Carrying the armor in his hands slowly he made his way to a shuttle with Jedi in armor and soldiers helping people off the planet. "Hey I need a lift." Brynd'an said as he approached. He handed the soldiers the armor. "Don't lose this." He said as he fell onto the ship and blacked out.
Brynd'an awoke inside a bacta tank. His body scarred and bruised from the battle on Coruscant. He looked around and started to struggle. He motioned the droid to let him out. The droid refused to do so saying. "No master Jedi I must keep you in here...." Thud! Was the only sound heard after that after Brynd'an used the Force to pull the droid forward into the tank. "Well I have never met someone so rude." The droid followed as he reluctantly let the Jedi out of the tank.
Brynd'an gathered his clothing and armor that sat in the medbay and began to get dressed. Putting his clothing on followed by the armor. He then engraved the soldier he took the armor from into the armguard. "I will get justice for Coruscant." He said mumbling. "Now I need to speak to someone in charge right away." Brynd'an said to the droid in an attempt to get some information.
As he awaited a answer Brynd'an looked over the dead Republic soldiers. "Well, I would hate for their armor to go to waste." He said as he started taking pieces. "I mean, I have needed armor for some time now." He said convincing himself. "Plus I would like to think they would want me to have it, its like their memory living on." He looked at the dog tags of the soldier he recovered the armor from. "I will remember your name Dal Vars." He said as he bowed his head.
Brynd'an then jumped when he heard a voice. "I didn't do it." He said jerking then a sharp pain shot in his side. He forgot he just went through hell a little while ago. The voice came over again. "Repeat, this is the Jedi Army's Flagship Strength of Illum. Come in." "This is Jedi Knight Brynd'an Kaellyn. I read you loud and clear." He said with a sigh of relief. "Can you send me a transport to get onboard?" He said hesitant. "I am injured and in need of assistance." He followed. The voice came back over the intercom. "There is a shuttle nearby your location. Can you make it there?" The voice cackled over the speakers. "Yes send me coordinates." He said as the coordinates came through the intercom. "Three - four, Got it." Brynd'an said as he wrote down the coordinates. "I am oscar mike." He said as he limped his way to the pickup.
Carrying the armor in his hands slowly he made his way to a shuttle with Jedi in armor and soldiers helping people off the planet. "Hey I need a lift." Brynd'an said as he approached. He handed the soldiers the armor. "Don't lose this." He said as he fell onto the ship and blacked out.
Brynd'an awoke inside a bacta tank. His body scarred and bruised from the battle on Coruscant. He looked around and started to struggle. He motioned the droid to let him out. The droid refused to do so saying. "No master Jedi I must keep you in here...." Thud! Was the only sound heard after that after Brynd'an used the Force to pull the droid forward into the tank. "Well I have never met someone so rude." The droid followed as he reluctantly let the Jedi out of the tank.
Brynd'an gathered his clothing and armor that sat in the medbay and began to get dressed. Putting his clothing on followed by the armor. He then engraved the soldier he took the armor from into the armguard. "I will get justice for Coruscant." He said mumbling. "Now I need to speak to someone in charge right away." Brynd'an said to the droid in an attempt to get some information.