Kellan cast a squinted glance at Master Marcus, meeting his eyes in agreement. They were outnumbered, knew nothing of these people, their weapons, their motives. They had yet to find Kuylen and whoever was with him and they could not afford injuries in a potentially meaningless fight with these people.
"Lower your weapons," she ordered, deactivating her own sabre.
You are herded by these people though the rgain wind and gritstorm to a metal trapdoor imbedded in the ground, which is opened up- a surface entrace!
You are taken down long ladders, into a modern looking entry area, were you are then herded still further into a large lift.
Many of them keep trying to take better looks at you, but the leader keeps waving them away, getting them to keep their distance.
Xeth, those guns really ARE interesting... they look to be a similar principle to Geonasian weaponry, but rifles? Odd.
"So I was right about the underground thing that I guessed at earlier..." Xeth says smartly to himself. "Too bad we didn't find it before they found us."
Xeth tries to study the guns with his eyes, removing his goggles and putting them at his belt. He keeps his cloak drawn about him, the Geonosian dagger still hidden in his belt, just in case.
No you don't- like I said, VERY thorough. As thorough as you would be. He seemed to know if you tried to hide anything.
Hmm, not like yours, no sonic parts in them, Xeth. But certainly not laser rifles, and not hard ammo either. What, then?
The lift goes down a long way. A LOOOOOOOOONG way. Fully five minutes it descends.
Eventually it comes out into a brightly lit reception area, and you are herded out. As you walk out, the people around you remove their suits-
To reveal large, amphibious, frog-like people. They jabber in their language you do not understand.
((Alright, I swear the only reason I'm not stabbing myself is because I don't know any of you personally. I got sick and then my computer broke, but that was a looooooong time ago. When I finally got back, I thought I'd leave you guys be for a bit and let it slide. Then I was afraid to upset you and it started snowballing and, I haven't posted sinse, and there is no way you guys would know how horrible and selfish I feel.
I'll give Ushgarak the choice:
Kick me out and kill Sky
Kill Sky (or if she's dead) and let me join in your next Star Wars thing that you said you might make aftewards.
Ignore me for the rest of my life.
Or you can tell me everything that happened.
And last, you can let me stay but force me to read everything that happened.
Trully, I feel like a 2 year-old relying on adults for life. Please try your best not to make me feel worse, not matter how mad you are at me.
(Interesting, Tpt...
Alright, where to begin...
Sky, we rescued you and Roan from your ship, and we piloted to Kuylen's hidden base in the Outer Rim. We nearly got ourselves killed several times, assuming that you helped in some minimal things like helping me and Roan activate a switch so that we could kill off this swarm of bugs that were eating EVERYTHING. We got out of there with our small fuel supplies and piloted to the weird dust planet where Kuylen has gone to in order to gain the knowledge of the Sith. We landed and found Kuylen's ship destroyed, and then were taken captive by a group of frog-like people that must be, no doubt, the locals.)
(And no worries, Silversaber, we still love you! 🙂 )
Xeth tries talking to the leader. "Hello? Do you know Basic? Can you speak like us? Or not? Could you communicate with us at all? Sign language? Anything?"
*I whisper to master Gundark*
"I do not believe these to be the locals. If they are, there must be a body of whater somewhere on this planet, they look amphibious. It could be an underground lake, I doint seem to remember us picking up any surface lakes or bodys of water that would be large enough to crate a habitat."
There is certainly no water on the surface of this planet.
You are motioned through the reception area...
... and you find yourself in a huge, impossible, underground city. Containing everything you are used to in cities- hovercards, walkways, huge buildings- but all in the most enormous cavern. You have never seen anything like it. Not that it would be impossible, but no species has ever had the need to do something like this. So much effort! And so well done!
Your captor meets another like him as he leads you on, and the two of them jabber away. They seem to be having an argument. The other one storms away, obviously angry, soon after, and your captor leads you on.
You are taken to a large, impressive, palace like building in the middle of the city via a large hover transport. There, you are led through corridors, until finally you are herded into a hi-tech security cell. where for a few moments your captor leaves you, except for the guards.
The field on this cell that seperates you from the outside is lethal to the touch; don't think about it.