Meet Mizar

[Lonestar]

Mizar stumbled along, wandering through the somber din of rebuilding. There was was talk that the dead emperor's second in command had returned to the light, nearly sacrificing what was left of himself to save his only son. No one seemed to notice the small crippled orphan hobbling about among the dust and rubble, nor how torn the cheerful waves of hope made her feel. Angry? Well, yes, but deep in her mind, she felt jealous. Stupid as it was, Mizar felt jealous of Knight Skywalker's already strong bond with the father he had only truly known for a month. Even their decedents still shared great bonds. She would give anything to know a father's love for a fraction of a breath...

 

[Vosh Deo]

The Trooper walked around the now ruined city seeing how it was attacked by some force he had no idea of, For some reason the Empire had brought aid to this fallen city, where Vosh was the medical unit to aid those who where harmed. As he walked around, his back pack heavy with gear medical supplies and a blaster in hand. The road was dusty and the soft orange and brown mixed dust caked his once White armor, now spots of tan stuck. He grumbled something about how this wasn't what he enjoyed, but a job was a job. As he started to help a wounded man, he saw in the croner of his eye, a small child, he turned and checked the mans pulse seeing how, he was dead. He slowly walked over to the child his blaster now on his back

"They there little one, where is your parents?"

Vosh held out his hand for the small child to take, as he tried to look more friendly than scary, but in his stromtrooper armor what was something that didn't come easy. Under his helm he smiled softly. He wasn't going to hurt the child, not one bit, unless he was ordered to kill, he wouldn't harm a child, one with braces none the less.

 

[Lonestar]

She flinched a bit. Mizar jumped back, her clouded green eyes crusted with tears. She was in no mood to be kicked while she was down ... again... "Please, sir... just leave me be..." she gritted softly, anger bubbling up in her tone despite the pain in her eyes. She trembled, the Force crushing rocks as she clenched her tiny fists.

 

[Vosh Deo]

The Trooper lifted his hand up in shock as he backed away seeing how her force was rather strong for someone at such a young age, He had to get a sith down here before the Jedi or...the republic in that manner, found this young one. He lifted up his right arm and started to talk into his com unit. He turned around making sure the small child wouldn't hear. After a few moments he turned around and got on one knee. Now seeing eye to eye with the child.

"I'm not here to hurt you, I promise. I am a medical unit. My job is to help, not harm...Would it help if I took off my helmet? Would that make you feel better?"

Vosh didn't want to scare the young child by god no that would of been the last thing the Trooper wanted. He sighed softly seeing how it was a lose cause and the young child would only walk away with out another thought from the trooper.

 

[Lonestar]

"They're gone.... My name is Mizar...." She groaned in pain and wept in grief. "That's all I remember, except the dreams..."

 

[Vosh Deo]

((try to add more than just one line. Its best for both parties))

"Child are you hurt? May I please look you over down at the medical set up we have not too far from here? Trust me, no harm will come to you and if you are wounded, I wish to help you. It's my job. And if you will not let me bring you to the medical camp then at least let me check over your wounds here. Its not going to hurt ok? If it does, then I can always, I mean always, take away the pain"

Vosh slowly took off his helmet and placed it on the ground. He smiled again now looking at the young girl, he raised his hand again, holding it out for her to take, he was being careful now, making sure that he wouldn't hurt her, nor would anyone else hurt her. He had hoped that a commander or, a higher up would come to his aid, and tell him what to do with a young jedi...or sith...the path of the youngone has not been set. Who ever gets to them first makes the path.

 

[Lonestar]

"Sir, I was born hurt." She said flatly. Her face grew sweaty with fever. Her family's blood on her tunic made her feel sick. "I miss them..." she slurred as her body trembled. ""Can't bring them back... Red Cloaked Man... Baby brother Orion.. All bones and blood. Couldn't get them to hide.... It hurts, Sir..." Her tirade dissolved into weeping, and she soon fell to the ground.

 

[tdc25]

Through the rubble of the fallen city streets a droid walked alone. She looked at her surroundings confusedly as she moved. Nearly all the destroyed cities began to look a like, but this one had somber atmosphere to it. Perhaps it was the naturally cloudy sky that damped the general mood of the mission. The protocol fembot stopped as her gears made a quiet, annoyed huff. That man can cause some trouble for me, she thought. The robot aimlessly walked until she encountered her master again. She was oddly pleased and slightly angered by the sight of him.

"Sir, you must really slow down." TD-C25 said irritably, "I can only move so fast! Are you sure that there is any life-" She made herself quiet as she saw a younger human beside the storm trooper. The youth mumbled to herself uneasily. She has been the only surviving person that the machine had seen for some time in the ruined streets. Unfortunately, she did not look well.

The robot turned to her master with a quick change of attitude, "May I get the stretcher out?"

 

[Vosh Deo]

Vosh let out a heavy sigh while he looked to his personal "medical" Droid, she once was a protocal Droid but he found her once in a war zone, she grew on the young trooper so he wanted her to stay with him. He was found of the unit, learning so much from him over time, she was able to patch up a wounded trooper almost as well as he could. Almost... He put on his helmet once again and stood up tall. Looking down at the TD-C25

"The stretcher will be for the wounded man over there by the east building, I am unsure of his condition but we have something, well not bigger but a pressing issue this child over here, knows the way of the force, she is filled with anger, and every quality to make a great sith, but I fear no sith has commed back to me. We must keep this child in our sites at all times, for the Empire, and the fall of the Jedi order"

He stepped aside to show her the child, where he had failed to talk to her, maybe his faithful droid would help. He was not good with kids, not when it came to those with powers of the force. He sighed and hoped for the best with his Droid.

"TD-C25 I will be back I'm going to check on the other wounded will you be able to try and talk with the young child?"

 

[tdc25]

While the droid has been progressively learning more about her new found role, she still felt like the elephant in the room beside professionals and robots solely created for the medical field. She was eager to prove herself however, for both appreciation from her fellow team and bragging rights. As he spoke, she looked down at the child. A part of her doubted that the small human could be such a threat. She assumed that she was scared and alone, making her act irrational. As he finished she redirected her attention back onto the soldier.

"I'll do my best, sir." She replied with a gentle head nod. The machine turned and looked at the youth quietly. "Wherever the art of medicine is loved, there is also a love for humanity." The fembot spoke soothingly as she crouched down to see the child better, "I am TD-C25, who might you be?" The rusted droid was calm and inviting. Her plan was to distract the girl with kind chit chat, to make her ignore her wounds and her possible trauma.

 

[Lonestar]

"I'm Mizar..." She answered, slick with cold, sickly sweat. "I want nothing to do with the Sith. I wanted to make life better for as many as possible, maybe even renew the Jedi to what it was really meant to be. That dream died along with my family. It was a man in a cloak the color of blood."

 

[Richie B.]

Jaleer had heard about the destruction of a city though what had caused it was unknown something the Jedi would investigate on a later date, wondering around the young sage kept his cloak on covering his from as he healed the wounded of the city. Watching around he began to heal a wounded man before he felt the power of the force in use but sadly it was on of the darkside, yet the young Jedi knight didn't felt it before, curious he cloaked himself with the force hiding himself from others that might be able to sense or see him, and slowly walked to the presence he felt.

As Jaleer headed to the presence he hide and saw a droid talking with a small girl which the sage could feel had a strong connection with the force surprised by this turn of events the sage decided it was best to talk with the girl before anyone else shows up. Slowly walking towards the girl and droid the sage used the cloak to cover his face, and with the force hide his presence, Jaleer carried his mothers lightsabers and his two shoto lightsabers on his belt which were hidden from view.

"Hello there young girl, are you alright?" Jaleer asked hoping to heal the young girl and take her to her family where they were and asked for their permission to take the young girl with me to the Jedi.

 

[Vosh Deo]

The Trooper had helped the last of the wounded. At least he thought he did, as he walked around the ruined homes, still with in eye site of the child, as he looked for more wounded he had found a rebel. Still alive... Well, he was alive for now, that was until Vosh took out his blaster pressed the cold metal against the wounded rebels forehead and pulled the trigger. He pulled back his blaster and attached it to is back once again, he glanced down at the now dead rebel with a grin, the hole in the dead center of the head proved, that the Empire would not take any prisoner of war. They gave no mercy, which made in his opinion, the Jedi weak. To spare a life of the Jedi or Republic seemed silly to him. Death was the only way to win this horrid war. Each rebels death only lead to a closer victory for the Empire.

As he dismissed the body of the fallen, he started to walk back to see a cloaked person talking now to the child. He slowly took out his blaster again only for precaution. He advanced with soft steps trying to make himself not known. As he got a closer look, at first, he thought the cloak was part of the creature talking, but now he saw it was a simple cloak. He was relief at that point, then it dawned on him, it wasn't the typical black, or red, for a sith, or the tan for a trooper, he wasn't sure who or what it was, but none the less it was a threat to the young one, and he was going to stop it.

"Hey! You! Back away slowly, hands in the air now!" Vosh said as he slowly advanced his blaster into his shoulder ready to fire to keep the child safe from all harm. He had to, he had to make sure nothing happened to this child for at least some kind of sith to come and take the child. This wouldn't be easy if it he took the child hostage, he had to try his best to keep this thing away.

 

[tdc25]

“That’s a lovely name.” The robot spoke pleasantly. Despite the androgynistic build of the machine, the voice was clearly feminine, with a touch of elegance like many other protocol droids. She noticed the cold sweat that came from the human. She felt helpless that she couldn’t do anything to make her feel more comfortable. It didn’t appear that she was able to distract her from her physical and emotional pain. TD began to speak and then hesitated, as the sound of someone approaching came closer.

The fembot took a surprised step back. She was expecting her master or a storm trooper, not another human. She was dubious of the supposed man. From her understanding, he did not look like he was from either side. She assumed that he was a civilian that survived the battlefield and had been wandering, looking for any traces of life. He spoke with great concern; the droid moved in front of the child and looked at the obscured individual directly. “She is not feeling well.” TD stated the obvious, but was equally as worried as her new acquaintance.

Shortly after her comment, she heard the threats coming from the medical officer. Startled again she moved away from the situation. Unfortunately the robot still had difficulties recognizing a jedi and one whom covered himself in shadows was no different, making it even more difficult for her to notice. Irregardless, this was clearly someone that Vosh did not want around and she clearly understood that. She calmly watched the two from a short distance, preparing herself to call for backup in case the situation took a horrible turn.

 

[Lonestar]

"No, sir. You back away. Murderer! I want nothing to do with the Sith. If you must kill me for this, do so swiftly. I see now that renewing the Jedi order to its true purpose is a fool's dream that was meant to die along with my family. I see what the dreams have told me: This war you wage, it won't end. As long as the dark prevails, we destroy ourselves slowly until no hope is left. Then, we are nothing." She knelt down nobly, exposing her temple and throat to the trooper as she began humming softly, notes reverberating ever so gently through the Force. Then the song came, the sheer beauty of her voice filling the Force around them and descending down upon them like the warmth of a fleece blanket. As the last note ended, a sad smile crossed her tear-soaked face, eyes peacefully closed to die with as much dignity as possible.

 

[Richie B.]

Jaleer wasn't quiet sure what was happening it would seem the Imperium was also on the planet hopefully they wont try to pick a fight but who knows, at least the droid was watching over the kid, hopefully the sage could use words to quiet this fool.

"Hey relax I am a healer let me take a look at that girl, she doesn't need a soldier scaring her." Jaleer spoke knowing that if the soldier did make the first move the sage would have a hard time dodging the shot.

But it seemed the girl had wanted to be a Jedi something Jaleer could help with once he gets her off this planet, but first it seemed the girl wanted to die which sadden the young Jedi greatly. Looking at the soldier than back at the young girl the sage realized she needed immediate help something the Jedi could give being a Jedi healer also made this a perfect job for him.

"Listen my young friend death will not solve anything this war will be over, there is still hope." Jaleer spoke knowing if he says any more the soldier might think he is a rebel which the sage actually was, gathering the force in him the young Jedi was ready in case a fight broke out.

 

[Lonestar]

Mizar opened her eyes, nodding sadly. Too weak to turn more than her head, she looked to Jaleer. "There is nothing left for me here. I don't want to speak any more with this murderer. She shot a sickened look to the trooper, not noticing that the Force was gathering large boulders around him. "Would you please pass me my crutch?"

 

[Vosh Deo]

"I said HANDS UP! I WANNA SEE THOSE HANDS You have less than thirty seconds before I blast you head clean off, do you hear me? Back away with your hands in the air. Take your hood off as well. Show your self! I will shoot you, Don't think I wont because I'm a medic!" Vosh was more than annoyed, he wanted this person out of here, seeing how she had been wanting to join the Jedi, this couldn't happen this wasn't suppose to happen the Jedi were scum, scum were jedi. The Jedi killed his friends, his brothers in arms, just the thought of them made his blood boil. He checked his Blaster making sure everything was loaded and ready to go. When he saw it was all good he aimed it at the kid.

"Take one more step, and the Kid gets sent back to where he parents live" He wasn't kidding, he would do it, it wouldn't of been the first time he had to kill someone so young, the battle field was a harsh place, it bugged him, that ones so young wanted to kill for that awful Republic of lies. Everything they told the young kids was lies all lies about the sith. He was more than happy to put this man down. Who spoke as what might of been a rebel

 

[Richie B.]

Jaleer got annoyed he knew the Imperium had little class but this stormtrooper was pushing it, though the sage was above killing at least he was after learning about his master's fate the young Jedi wasn't afraid of fighting. Though it wasn't necessary for this, seeing that the young kid wanted to leave now the sage smiled looking at the stormtrooper and followed the man's command lifting his hood the sage took it down looking at the stormtrooper with dismay like a teacher who was disappoint with his student.

"Soldier if you do not calm down this instant I would be force to take measures to insure you don't hurt anyone now back off." Jaleer said his left arm swinging out making his cloak reveal the robes underneath his cloak and the lightsabers that hang on his belt.

One flow right into his left palm which was awaiting the silver weapon, looking at the soldier the sage took a step forward hoping to trick the stormtrooper into thinking Jaleer was a sith. But if the sage was forced to activate his lightsaber the sage cover would be blown and they would know he was a Jedi thanks to his mothers green blade.

"Now I demand you back off or do you want me too teach you a lesson?" Jaleer asked his voice full of anger that was half hearted the sage was not angry but wanted to only trick the soldier into thinking he was outmatched.

Letting the force build up with in still the young Jedi knight was ready for the fight an if the soldier tried anything he would find the full power of a Jedi knight coming at him.

@Vosh Deo @Lonestar @tdc25

 

[Vosh Deo]

Vosh looked at the strange man with anger in his eyes, then changed to some what of a shocked look. Either this man was a Jedi, or a Sith he could not tell. Though he wouldn't fall back, even if this was a sith they had not checked in with the medical unit which went against all the protocol that was stated for his request to call forth a Sith. His grip on his blaster tighten as he kept aiming...then an idea came to mind. walking down the broken paths were still wounded humans. He pulled a woman from the street and held the blaster to her head. His arm was wrapped rightly around her neck as she tried to struggle, the woman screamed in fear and started to sob.

"Alright then, Let's have a test shall we? If you are a sith you will order me to kill her, she is a Wintness to your power she now knows of you! Sith don't keep any witnesses alive. You won't feel bad, you will take pride in me killing this witness. Either order me to kill her, or draw your saber. Prove to me you are truly a Sith"