Survival trainings were a part of training within the Sith Order. Often times, Acolytes were dropped off alone, in pairs, or in groups with little or no supplies. They were expected to survive for a set amount of time or find a way off the hellhole they had been dumped onto. Geonosis thankfully wasn't a find your way off type training. Instead, both Karys and his partner Vossari had to survive for a week on the world with only the equipment they had brought with them. They weren't informed of this survival training, instead it was sprung on them after being smuggled through ISC space and onto Geonosis itself.
That had been five days ago.
This was one of the final days of survival the pair would have to endure. However, their rationed water had ran completely out. Vossari being Wrean meant this was an absolute disaster, it had forced the pair to approach one of the ruined Spire cities the Geonosians once dwelt in. They would need to scavenge for supplies and find water for Vossari, even if it was still water, they had to keep him cooled off.
Karys had been wearing his usual outfit when roaming the open Galaxy. The dark green flight jacket overtop his light combat armor, with a pair of black pants. He wore bits of armor he’d kept from Zygerria. Namely a shoulder pauldron, bracers, and a pair of rugged boots. On his belt, Karys had his blaster pistol, a few reloads, his lightsaber hilt was tuck onto the back of his belt and hidden by his jacket, and his EZphone. To any outsiders, he would appear like a Zeltron-offshoot scavenger.
"Almost there." Karys told his partner as he pointed at the looming ruins.
The pair would cautiously make their way into the ruins and begin searching room to room in order to find what scant few supplies the spire still offered. They had to survive.
That had been five days ago.
This was one of the final days of survival the pair would have to endure. However, their rationed water had ran completely out. Vossari being Wrean meant this was an absolute disaster, it had forced the pair to approach one of the ruined Spire cities the Geonosians once dwelt in. They would need to scavenge for supplies and find water for Vossari, even if it was still water, they had to keep him cooled off.
Karys had been wearing his usual outfit when roaming the open Galaxy. The dark green flight jacket overtop his light combat armor, with a pair of black pants. He wore bits of armor he’d kept from Zygerria. Namely a shoulder pauldron, bracers, and a pair of rugged boots. On his belt, Karys had his blaster pistol, a few reloads, his lightsaber hilt was tuck onto the back of his belt and hidden by his jacket, and his EZphone. To any outsiders, he would appear like a Zeltron-offshoot scavenger.
"Almost there." Karys told his partner as he pointed at the looming ruins.
The pair would cautiously make their way into the ruins and begin searching room to room in order to find what scant few supplies the spire still offered. They had to survive.
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