As much asΒ this could backfire it was worth the risk. Having activated the ships emergency signal, Maul knew there was Jedi in the area and all he could do was hope that they would be the poor fools that would be lured here.
Suddenly hearing a voice through the ships com system Maul could not help the urge to just break the entire system. Obi-wan Kenobi. There wasnβt any better option for who could have catched up on the emergency signal and been stupid enough to answer it.Β
βThe systems are shutting down i donβt know what is happening.β
Maul replied paniced. He could have rolled his eyes into his skull at how he sounded at the moment. Pathetic.
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Β Β βYou shouldnβt be here Jedi.β Came a low purr behind the man in question. Ember lit eyes watched him in the shadows, his gaze burning like a wild flame full of knowing disdain.Β βYou lot are like an omen...begone here. Before you bring us all despair. As is your want....β He muttered under a grunted growl.Β
Padme stood out on her balcony watching the never stopping city beyond her apartment . Taking a moment to relax on her day where she had nothing to do but just take some time to rewind and not feel like going insane due to the. Unless of course if she was pulled into an emergency senate meeting, which seemed to happen frequently these days due to the war so she didnβt hold her breathe on that. The sound of the turbolift door opening and C3P0 talking, alerted her to the fact that she now had a visitor she quickly walked back into the small lobby where guests usually were left to wait and listen to 3PO ramble, her curious expression quickly turned to a grin when she saw a familiar faceΒ
β Obi Wan! Itβs so good to see you, but please tell me you arenβt here for some Β emergency. Itβs my day off from you and Anakinβs war shenanigans β
β you and i remember Mandalore very differently! β // I changed it a little. I hope old memes are okay! // @death-deceitβ
βLast thing I remember was being run through with the Dark Saber by a monster. Who wanted to destroy you. Now you tell me he rules my people, and Mandalore is no longer safe.β Coruscant had never felt so far away from Mandalore than it did in this moment.
βObi, what are we going to do? We have to save my people.β
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Kyrra had been dreaming of home; of white beaches and sparkling ocean. Of luscious gardens that would be at their height of its grandeur this time of year. Of her family.Β
Sheβd been dreaming of the Eileria she remembered from before sheβd gone to Coruscant, before the war, before everything changed.Β
Now she was far away from all those good things, clinging for dear life onto the grated ceiling of her quarters on a droid warship, a blaster tucked under her chin and watching as two men donned in white armor peered into the room.
It had started with a loud ruckus suddenly causing the vessel to shake violently and when sheβd stepped out to investigate the disturbance sheβd been promptly ordered back into her quarters until further notice.
βThe enemy forces are currently attempting to board this vessel.β
Those droids, she guessed, were now nothing more than scrap outside the door.Β
Kyrraβs knuckles were white from the strain, sweat beading on her forehand as she struggled to stay quiet, holding her breath
.Β
βLooks clear,βΒ the one whoβd stepped in first spoke, stance relaxing somewhat and seemed like he was about to leave, when the bag on the cot caught his attention.Β
As he passed through the small space, the second one took another few steps forward.Β
Very carefully, Kyrra released her hold on the grates that made up the ceiling, feet untangling to drop gently and silently into the floor behind the second clone. Holding her breath, she began to quietly back out of the room.
The first of the two, his helmet painted with two orange stripes, had knelt down and picked up one of the silky garments in the bag, studying it with his head cocked to the side, turning back to face his companion.Β Β
βThese are a bit too fancy for the good general donβt you - Hey!βΒ Β
For a split second she stared straight at him, before turning to run.Β Β
A firm hand grabbed her shoulder. Kyrra acted on instinct before she even had time to consider it, grabbing his arm, twisting around and hauling the armored clone across herself.
He hit the floor with a groan and an impressive slam. Then she ran for it.Β She could hear them shout behind her, their steps echoing against the metallic walls.Β Β
She was surprised that thy werenβt firing at her, but didnβt dwell on it.Β She was struggling to remember the way to the bridge, or the hangar. Wherever there could possibly be more droids than clones.
She turned a corner and came a sudden, skidding halt.Β
Further down the hall, facing into another intersection stood another man, wearing much less armor than the previous two clones sheβd seen, bearded and in his hand he held an ignited weapon sheβd only seen once before.Β
A Jedi.Β
Kyrra felt her heart sink, for a moment forgetting all about running, clutching the blaster in her hand and staring at him.Β
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PADME NABERRIE AMIDALA HAD NEVER ONCE IN HER LIFE BEEN FOND OF BEING UNDER GUARD. When sheβd been elected as Queen of Naboo sheβd been pleased with her cohort of highly trained handmaidens because they had also been able to be her friends and ladies in waiting, but the second the security detail became involved she was always turned to a fouler mood. This much remained true over the years, though in her time since being queen and being elected as one of the representatives of Naboo she had grown somewhatΒ more used to the company of protectors.Β
Removing the heavy hairpiece and robe sheβd worn to the council meetings through the day, she heard the opening of the door to her apartment and the apologetic cough of Dorme, her current decoy and handmaiden.Β βMaster Obi-Wan Kenobi has been assigned to us for protection, Miss,β came the gentle apology, and Padme couldnβt decide if she was pleased or frustrated.Β
It had been a long while since sheβd seen Obi-Wan face to face, so she could at the least look forward to seeing a friend again, even if it was under the Jediβs protection. Letting her hair down in loose, slightly fluffy curls where it had been trapped under her hairpiece, she pulled on her silk coverup and headed into the common room. β Master Kenobi, you look well. I did tell the Jedi that they need not send someone to protect me so as to not dwindle their numbers, but I can at least be pleased that the person they sent was one I know. Please, have a seat. We should catch up.Β β
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