Ask Chandrila Padawan or Apprentice?

[Althea Taa]

Althea was nervous, she didn't recieve news from her Master since he left Coruscant at least two weeks before, but, luckly, she had his permission to leave Coruscant. She was used to go around the universe without supervision, and these would have been a journey like any other, but sometimes she thought that he didn't care much for her.

One of the thing she didn't like of the journeys was the arrivle in the big sapceports like the one she was now, may be not the biggest one she visited, but too crowdy. She looked around studying with attention all the peopole near her, but they were all so annoying. She sighed moving along the corridors going with the flow, stopping to look at the colored shops she met. One of the things she learned was to try to understand the planet and their inhabitants, she found a way out thanks to her curiosity. She smiled to the owner before saying. «I am just looking, thanks.» And it was was she was doing. She was amazed by the wonderful manifacture, but unluckly she wasn't there for plasure, as always. She wasn't sure to know the real meaning of this word.

She sighed before moving again feeling relaxed, but in the same time nervous, perhaps because she was alone, or for an unknow reason that she wasn't unable to understand. «Let's see. It's not the first time here, so I am sure I remember the way.» She looked left and right before dediding which direction to take. «Should be on this side, I think. Oh yes, I reconise that building.»

She smiled happy, soon she would be useful, as she always wanted to be: useful to people in need. When she discovered her healing power, she had begun to feel the urge to be close to the weakest, but everything she did was keeping her away from this. She started to ask herself why the Force was acting like this, she was sure that there was something behind all this, but what?



@Domri Seht

 

[Domri Seht]

Chandrila. A planet this deep in the core held no sympathies for the Sith, and Domri knew he'd likely be attack, arrested, or killed on sight should his true nature be uncovered in public. Although he still wore his black armor pieces, decided against wearing a cloak or any of his weapons, opting instead for what appeared to be a cane which he held in front of him as a means to see. In reality, the cane was a simple disguise for his dual-bladed lightsaber that could be effortlessly removed in case he happened to be in a dangerous situation. It was demeaning, pretending to be so crippled as to need external aid to get around; his ability to see through the Force was one of his greatest strengths, not to mention the fact that his late parents had considered his blindness a weakness and genetic failure. Regardless, at this time the Sith could not walk openly through the Core Worlds, a situation Domri planned to help rectify in the future.

The Sith was returning to his ship in the spaceport, having been dispatched to Chandrila in the first place to eliminate a Dark Side pretender operating in the capital city's underworld. Despite being a poor excuse for some kind of Dark Jedi, simply a weak man with money for special effects, Domri had managed to recover the one thing of worth the former aspiring criminal lord had obtained. An old Sith manuscript, likely in a language the Echani wouldn't know even if he had his eyes. Domri finally arrived back at his ship, the Harbinger, entering the cockpit and handing the manuscript to his astromech, BA-19, for safekeeping.

"I doubt you can translate that BA, but try working on it nonetheless. I-"

He stopped mid-sentence as the droid began scanning the document. "BA, it seems we're going to be staying here a little longer. Lock the ship until I return. Under no circumstances is anyone else allowed to see that manuscript, understand?"

The droid beeped in agreement as the Sith exited his ship. He'd felt something through the Force which peaked his interest. A Jedi had just arrived, and by the way he was sensing her, a young and not fully trained one. A padawan, perhaps. As his ship closed up behind him, Domri followed the new arrival as she left the spaceport. He was careful to disguise his Dark Side aura, lest the Jedi become aware of his presense, but let it through just a little bit, creating an air of uncertainty and anxiousness. Following her as she took a left after briefly pausing, the Sith sensed they were relatively alone in a long alley, deciding to reach out and touch the Jedi with his presence, enough to strike fear into her but not to give away that he was it's source. If she turned around, all she would see was a blind man finding his way through the streets.

@Ithil

 

[Althea Taa]

She didn't like at all the sensation she was experiencing; she knew that there were some Sith, around, but she didn't know if they were still there or not, perhaps people were still scarred by their prescence, but she tried to stay calm. She noticed a blind man and she relaxed a bit, she sensed nothing suspicious about him. «He is just a man in need of help.»

Althea was quite sure of this. «May I help you, sir?» She asked approaching him. It wasn't the good thing to do, not in a street where she was alone and without her Master, but she was pretty sure she could defend herself, even if she wasn't a full trained Jedi. Althea could remember what she was told: «Always trust the Force, you'll understand if you are in danger.»

She stopped few steps from the man, she didn't want invade his space without his permission. «Are you looking for something?» Asked few moments after. She knew well the streets she was walking to reach the medicenter not far from their position. The man didn't seem wounded, but she was trying to understand where he was going or if she could be of any help. «Or someone?»

Or both she wanted to add, but she didn't speak waiting for his answer. The Force was still quiet, for what she could understand, not calm like when he was in the Temple. The Force was moving differentely outside her safe place, but she liked to feel the changes during the day.

@Domri Seht

 

[Domri Seht]

"May I help you, sir? Are you looking for something? Or someone?"

Domri gave the padawan an innocent smile, seemingly appreciative of her approach and desire to help. He could feel her unease and slight nervousness, and her slightly tensed muscles and slightly parted foot placement let him know she was prepared to defend herself from some unseen enemy. Her guard was lower than it had been before she approached him, but the Sith opted against killing her on the spot. He decided instead to try a little experiment, if nothing else than to toy with his prey before attacking.

"Oh thank you, I don't mean to trouble you. I-I'm looking for my brother, I'm really worried about him. He-uh... he told off some local gang thugs who were harassing me the other day, and now he's gone missing. I... I was going to find him. I don't think you should help me, these are kinda dangerous people."

The Echani had settled on the persona of a timid, scared young man in need of help; the perfect bait to reel in the Jedi he'd just caught. Domri knew exactly where he would take her. Thanks to his earlier efforts, there was a newly unoccupied gang hideout, the destruction inside a perfect glimpse of the power of the Dark Side. The Jedi preached helping the helpless, but Domri was about to show this padawan how that philosophy defied the basic nature of life.

@Ithil

 

[Althea Taa]

Alathea listened to the man's words, but when she heard the word gang she arched an eyebrow: she had to find a way to help him without disobay to the Council's order. They were so clear: she had the permission to visit only the medicenter, no other places of the planet and not for sure one of the most dangerous.

«I am sorry for your brother, sir, come with me to the medicenter: we will find for sure some Jedis there and we will go to find your brother.»

That was the only way she knew to help him, she won't enough good to fight against them. She did all the training, but she tried to not put herself in very dangerous sistuation. In the medicenter she could find someone who could be able to tell her more about the gang the man was looking for, and for sure someone would come with her.

«There we will find something to eat too, and you will tell me more about your brother and about what happened to him. I need to know more informations before helping you. Please follow me.»

She touched for a moment his left arm, it was a gentle touch. Althea looked around the sun was going down and the streets weren't a safe place to stay during the night, she had to reach the medicenter soon as possibile, above all for the man safety.



@Domri Seht

 

[Domri Seht]

It seemed to Domri that this Padawan he’d come across was quite inexperienced; wary of danger, and cautiously following instructions to the letter. All the better for him, if he could just tempt her to follow.

“I understand if you can’t help. I’d like to follow you, but I should at least get home in case my brother comes back...”

The Sith paused briefly, before stumbling in the general direction of a side street, still pretending his blindness was a limitation. It was utterly humiliating to act so weak, but he drew on that pain to help mask his Dark Side presence. Turning back towards the young Jedi, he asked again,

“Kind stranger, I’d hate to disturb you from your task at hand, I’m sure it’s very important. But if you could spare only a few moments, I’d very much appreciate some help getting home, before it gets to dark... nobody else ever wants to help...”

The last few words were uttered with an undertone of sadness, a desperate plea in a final attempt to get the Jedi to break from her path. Domri guessed he could probably easily incapacitate her if all else failed, but he’s rather reveal his true nature not as an enemy.

@Ithil