REVIVAL

⸻ ⛧ 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘉𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘍𝘓𝘠 𝘈𝘞𝘈𝘐𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘈𝘕𝘚𝘞𝘌𝘙 𝘐𝘚 laughable. He actually emits a lifeless huff of a laugh, shaking his head & allowing himself to be animated due to the sheer ridiculousness of the man's response. ❝ That is a lie, ❞ Casimir points out without shame or hesitation. ❝ If you did not know, then you would not have slipped away from the work you had bribed your way into signing up for. Nor attempted to disguise yourself... which you've done a poor job as no one here besides me recognizes or knows what a Zabrak is. ❞ Because that wasn't the only reason why so many passerby's had likely looked at him strangely & one of the many reasons it had not been hard to find the intruder.

❝ You are trespassing and causing a disturbance in my city. I am no longer suggesting but commanding you to come, otherwise I will hand you over to my priests and the councils of Nythra will discover what Zabrak meat tastes like. ❞ The threat, of course, is not empty. Even Casimir, the Senator he is, only has so much sway among the temples & priestly councils. Just because the world had been forced to join the Galactic Senate, does not mean they were to give up the entirety of their ways. Their emergence into the greater galaxy would be slow for more reasons than just this.

Inclining his head towards the temple & it's towering minaret before them, he opts to continue being diplomatic for only a moment longer, ❝ I understand that, as Nythra's Senator, I have bathed my world in obscurity and it causes immense interest. However, you are not permitted to enter the temple without the proper rites of preparation. So there is nothing that you may do aside from coming into my custody, because I assure you they would just rather punish you. ❞

He did not see the point in contesting or correcting any of the conclusions the Senator came to from his lie, as he knew it did not hold water to begin with. He had simply wanted to know what would happen if he did not immediately comply. A dangerous gamble perhaps on unknown territory, near weaponless and possibly rusty. Still he did trust his own abilities.

"I only seek knowledge," he says, now more the approximation of the truth, as he starts towards the senator and his guards, slow as not to be a threat, "I am not here to cause a disturbance."

“Good call.” He nods, looking back up to the ceiling. He hears it, too. It’s kind of hard not to - the spider droids were never known for their stealth. He takes a few steps backwards, keeping his eyes up, then turns to head in the other direction. He’s not so foolish enough as to think the threat has passed, but it’s much, much easier to push the concerns aside when Maul had his back. They’d be fine. It’d just take a moment, is all. 

“I have a decent idea of the path out,” he says, glancing over his shoulder. “So long as you have a ship. Otherwise… I guess we’re stealing one.” And speaking of stealing… His eyes fall on what Maul holds out. 

Oh.

Scratch that off the list. 

"I do— have a ship," he says. One that Braig had not seen yet, "Lets just hope no one will be shooting at us," he continues under his breath. The ship he had expropriated wasn't exactly in the best of conditions.

"But how exactly did you get here if you don't have a ship?" he asks with raised brow.

He doesn't really know what to do with the words or the feeling of warmth in the Force, so he just focuses on the path ahead. Somehow, he feels like Braig might mean something more than just the convenience of them having been after the same price. But that is ridiculous, of course Braig would be fine without him, it would be him who would be lost.

"I only need one date from that data, that's all," the Republic could do with the rest whatever they needed.

⸻ ⛧ 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘌 𝘞𝘈𝘚 𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘞𝘙𝘖𝘕𝘎 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏 the manifest. The number of workers was one less than what had seemingly arrived. Perhaps most ports would not be so specific about a number being off ( as mistakes were often made ) but such was not the case on Nythra. With senate permission that had been long fought for, the Nythrans were allowed to be particular & run tight programs when shipments of tech were received. It is not because the people were secretive ( aside from the true depths in which they were truly rich in ) but that they were unaccustomed to the greater galaxy. The cultural differences and language barriers were just too large to integrate quickly.

Even in the very small spaceport in the city of Tal'Zehra, only a handful spoke enough broken Basic to receive the transfer. Enough to alert leadership that someone was not accounted for. & upon further investigation it was seen that one of the supposed workers had slipped away upon arrival. This was, actually, the first instance of its kind but that does not mean Nythra was ill-prepared.

The city settled within a valley, amber mesas towering along the edges as a natural barricade, spiraling towers & minarets reaching up to compete with the rocky heights. It is an old city, stone favored above any other building material. Market stalls, clustered neighborhoods, busy streets, & yet a grand temple stood in the midst of it. Though it would not take long for word to spread of a red-faced man wandering in their midst. Even if this man could deter observation, he was not among a population easily tricked by the Inheritance.

& so word of this intruder would spread, easily reaching the ears of the senator that happened to be home. Otherwise, something quite terrible may come of the intruder. Even though Senator Casimir Ashirae might agree with such an outcome, the Republic itself could raise suspicions. Therefore he heads the search party, even if it might not take long.

So when he does find this intruder after some time, he is not enthralled or afraid only tired. Flanked by two guards, the senator stands in more ornate garb, a circlet resting on his temple, & a long sword at his hip. ❝ Access to this planet is restricted, ❞ he says in a clipped accent to the back of the hooded figure. It is likely the only Galactic Basic that the man has heard since arriving. ❝ I would suggest coming with me before you meet the most dire of those consequences. ❞

He was not as invisible as he wanted to be, and before long, it became obvious he was being followed. He let out a deep sigh. He could try to flee to the outskirts of the city and do his scouting from a distance, but he hadn't quite planned to spent that long there. He could keep evading the pursuers, but that wouldn't do much good if he couldn't disappear from the inhabitants. In any case, he did decide to release his probe droids, in hopes he would find the— whatever it was that was pulling him there, even in the eventuality that he would be otherwise inconvenienced.

His path took him towards one of the tall minarets in the city. He stood before the stone steps leading up to it and he took in the carvings on the stone. There was a strange familiarity there, even though he could not grasp its meaning.

He turned around when his pursuers spoke from behind him. A glowing yellow eyes fixing on the man from under the dark hood. He seemed to be the leader of the bunch, not a guard, as far as he could tell from his garb. A mayor perhaps, or some other regional leader. He did not speak for a long time, just took him in, the tendrils of the Dark Side reaching out to probe on this encounter as well.

"Oh, I am sorry, I didn't know," he finally said impassively and made no move to actually follow the man, holding his ground calmly to see how the situation would unfold.

-puts a pressure cooker bomb in the prison dishwasher for no reason

-almost passes out at least 6 times

-rides a varactyl like a bucking bronco

-smells jedi and stops in the middle of everything for a duel even while he has a set time before his hearts explode

-deepthroats a worm

-kills a guy who knocks his tooth out, gets the tooth back and replaces it in his mouth where it seemingly grows back into place? we never hear about it afterward

-watches like :| as a guy accidentally flays himself to death with a defective lightsaber

-kills a banker with a forklift

-scolds a guard about doing drugs

-“stiffens and rises” and “stands erect” on the same spread

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