"You should calm down." TenRe
"I don't like water. Don't keep me from letting you go." Rilk
"I can't swim..." TenRe
Rilk dropped his hood, TenRe busily fixing his glasses flipped the switch of the radio on with a wave of his hand.
'Another great day, temperature should be about...'
"So who's the girl?"
TenRe was about finished up, Rilk who remained as anti-social as ever was beginning to annoy him. If he was so interested...why didn't he go ask...no such thing as Sith modesty after all.
"Go ask yourself, I'm busy."
Rilk sat down, flipping the radio off with his hand. The two had gone back to before being Sith and Jedi quickly. It didn't surprise him, like a trivial arguement between a father and son it had but two ways to go. And then in the end, the tension was as obvious as when they'd met again. Rilk stayed in the small room for twelve or more hours of a day sleeping/pretending to sleep.
"As soon as I get done, we'll go together then."
TenRe hoped Rilk's face would turn red, it still looked terribly serious. He wished he'd been like that at that age. Still, TenRe hadn't turned thirty after all he had as much of a chance as that nineteen year old. Ten finished up, thrusting the glasses back on. Standing up.
"Alright, let's go."
The two of them sat down at the table behind Kita. Watching Jerriko, Rilk looked sick. TenRe hoped it was the same feeling he got.
"Morticus wants to kill him, I don't see why we keep him around. He's going to get us all killed...!"
"Of course, I can't see why he's still here. We're not keeping a Sith around anyway. Somebody Morticus would love to slice into itty bitty pieces for betraying him after all."
Kita didn't hear them, paying more attention to Jerricko. Rilk more interested in Kita. TenRe watching the younglings, no one else seemed to be aware of them. Or the giant jaws coming at them. He threw his cloak off, glasses falling off his nose onto the table, rushing down to the beach. Pushing the water back surrounding the kids, hand shaking violently. He couldn't keep it all back for much longer. It was hungry, lack of water might not stop a starved carnivore.
"GET OUT OF THE WATER NOW!"

The younglings rushed out of the water, the rocket crashing into the surf. After the fact.
TenRe turned around, that was probably their last rocket...Tog was happy. TenRe and Rilk couldn't help but feel angry, the corresponding link forcing the feeling across the two minds.
"My guest and I are going into town. Get everything together, we might have to leave soon. Repair team stepped it up for the job."
He hadn't mentioned who Rilk was yet, it wasn't that good of an idea. Rilk followed after, Kita rushing towards the younglings. Jerricko had disapeared.

Way too late to join.

((no its way to late in the story plus the sun crushers wernt invented yet, not for another 4000 years, plus the Vong didnt really event space travel around that time, they wernt discovered for a ahwile I belive))

Cleaner droids were all ready at the scene, killing up the little bits of dead sea creature. The leader of the area came down personaly to apologize that something that big got past the sentry fences that keep large carnivors out. Kita was just glad that the kids were okay. Tog looked at the beast.<To large for scanners to not to detect, tis place power sullply must be jumpy. Or te staff mus be lazy.> Then suddenly Tog remebered he hadnt eaten in a while. Tog was walked off to find something to eat, he took a sip form his cantein. He found a small restraunt a few blocks away from where they were staying. He ordered a cup of Jawa juice and a dish he couldnt pronounce.

Tog returned to hear Kita say"Im going to the market anyone need anything?"
<Tog would like rockets, Tog be out, Tog also need food rations. On wookie planet Tog almost starved, just incase we go back into war.> Tog then started playing tag with the kids. He ran as fast as he could from James.

A day of fun and comradery was not on the agenda for the stealthy Trandoshan. During the commotion in the water. No use trying to fit in with these "allies" he had associated himself with. His loyalty was far from this ragtag group of miscreants. "Why then have I betrayed my master and sentenced myself to death?" he thought changing his pace to a light run. He knew he was being followed, and there was only one person that could have detected and tracked him.

Jerriko stopped suddenly in a small clearing, turning slowly towards a familiar figure. There was nothing either could say now, Morticus drew his saber gracefully from his cloak. A crooked grin appeared on Jerriko's face as he stared through his former master with a vacant gaze. The sith charged the reptile swiftly, Jerriko only dodging the blade by inches. The grin never left his face as he dropped a concussion grenade and quickly dove backward out of range. Morticus easily evaded the blast, but the diversion was enough to keep his mind from a wrist rocket closing in on his head. A quick wave of his hand sent the missle skyward, and Jerriko was quickly in his face with a flurry of sword swipes. After parrying the attacks Morticus sidestepped a cheap blaster bolt and grasped Jerriko by the neck with a force choke.

"Now my old friend, you will die like the treacherous slime you..." Morticus was interrupted by Jerriko's maniacal laughing. His eyes had switched from their glazed look to fixate themselved on the face of his attacker. Morticus tightened his grip, only to be met with a louder cackle than before. "Do you find it funny that you and your companions are all going to die!?" sneared the sith lord.

"No," coughed Jerriko through his pain, "I find this funny" with his last word he ripped open his cloak to reveal a large det pack strapped to his chest. He laughed only harder as his hand gripped at the detonator.

Meanwhile, in the sky, Gustavo had felt and seen the large explosion. He landed a mile away from the explosion, readied his armor and weapons, and started walking towards the smoke.

(( uh yeah, remember I took off with an abandoned ship? ))

Gustavo was almost there. Walking was not something he enjoyed.

((Just to catch ya up: We're, the Republic Forces, are no longer on Kashyyyk; we're having a bit of R&R on Mon Calamari. We lost that battle, and nobody knows exactly where Morticus is. However, we-- as in the Jedi-players-- assume that he'll retalate soon. Morticus stole holocrons and the Jedi Ursula from the Jedi Temple on some backwater planet.))

Before explosion:
Kita made a mental note to chew out TenRe for sending that blundering fool out behind her. Last time she checked, Kita knew how to buy vegetables.
"I've never seen your face. I mean, I know you Mandalorians don't like showing your faces to outsiders, but you've never taken your's off." Rilk started as Kita put some field rations for Tog and the rest of the group in the basket she'd made him carry.
"Us Mandalorians, huh? You never will if I can help it; I don't even know your name." The man mumbled out a string of sounds that made Kita laugh, "Takalah? That's a woman's name. You Jedi get weirder and weirder by the second. Ammo?" She held up two types of clips, plus some grade-A rockets for Tog. The man pushed some of the MREs to the back. "My name's actually--" He was cut off from a second impression by the sound of a far off explosion.

Kita sighed and squared her shoulders, "Somehow, I think that was Jerriko." She glanced over at Girly Name; t-visor flashing, "First one there gets first choice in bunks in the ship." "Are you sure we should go rushing towards that?" Kita shrugged, "I thought you knew us Mandalorians. Looks like you have some things to learn. We don't get there first then the Mon Cal police force will and would you like to explain Trandoshan innards to them?" "What about your Younglings?" That put Kita's thoughts on combat on hold, "When you put it that way... You'll do more good at the explosion site. I'll go after the kids. We've enough time talking; Go!"

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Ursula stepped into the flat and immediately spied the group of four children. Ages ranging from pre-teen to toddler.

"Ursula!" shouted the smallest; Neesha. Ursula felt nothing for the child. None of them.  A dark-cowled Jedi stepped out from the 'fresher; lightsabre drawn.
"Good to know they're putting you to good use, Ten-Ten." She smiled crookedly, knowing that the clan nick-name for the Jedi would frustrate him, if only a little.
She could feel another pinpoint in the Force, but it was too weak to be any threat to her mission. Ursula drew her sabre.

Kita rushed half-stance up the stairs, grasping the handrails for balance. They were back. She reached the doorway and managed to skid to a halt, nearly falling frontwards into the Sith.
"Not this way!" she shouted at the unaware Garrison. And then she realized who it was. Her Ursula... her mentor, her saver, her best friend. She who had brought the felled to light, had fallen so far. She was going to hurt the Younglings.... Kita ducked beneath the two duelists' sabres, leaving Garrison to fend for himself against Ursula-- at least TenRe was there to help.

"Get down," Kita pushed Garrison down roughly, he made a slight uph sound as he hit the floor. "We'll just get in the way. Garrison, I want you to take this kids and get them off planet." "I'm not leaving. They more we run the more he's just going to come after us; we have to make a stand."

Kita breathed in through her nose and bit her lower lip, "Dejame en paz por un momento! ((Leave me alone for one moment. My Spanish is a little rusty, so if that's off, forgive me.)) You're right, but now? Against three Sith? With no ammo? No supplies? And four kids? No Garrison, I know you want to prove yourself, trust me I feel the same way. I know you want respect from your peers, I want the same thing from these Jetii'se... but after we get these kids safe. You know how important they are to the war effort."

They paused to watch Girly Name being backed into a corner with TenRe trying to distract Ursula. She was doing a decent job of fending off TenRe or Ten-Ten whatever they knew each as, and putting the attack on Girly Name. Keep the kids safe or protect their allies? Kita and Garrison were torn with inaction, the cowering children grating on their grains. Where was Tog?

"Mikel? I need you to get everybody else out of here. There's a ship at bay THX-1138. It's an old, old ship. It's mine, nobody there to get you in two hours leave for Caluula. Look for a man by the name of Jaster Mereel. Tell him Kita Kane sent you. On my cue..."
Kita hurled herself at Ursula, vibroblades flashing, TenRe's sabre grazing the outside of her helmet, causing a part of her t-visor to chip away. Garrison leading the kids out of the flat.
That was stupid, Kita, she thought at herself. Either your going to die here in a second or... her thoughts stop abrubtly as she hit the far wall...  Or you're going to hit a wall.