STAR WARS: RETROSPECTION- Trackdown

Aboard the Black Dawn, Space

The wiry, lean criminal Sael sits at the helm of the Black Dawn, still confused as to what exactly led him to this point in his relatively meaningless existence. That generally applies to all his decisions, but particularly recent events. One minute he's scrambling through the jungle, trying to get away from the indigenies that Rand sent after him. The next, this starship descended and the muscle-bound warrior with the cybernetic arm beckoned to him.

Said warrior sits quietly beside him, eyes closed. Galder Starkiller occasionally mutters to himself in some strange tongue but otherwise silent. Both men wear a motley of bruises and cuts and burns. Galder bears it with ease; Sael winces constantly.

"So, uh... hey... there," Sael stutters, trying to get Galder's attention but nervous about doing so.

Galder continues mumbling.

"Where, uh, where do you want to go?" Sael asks. "I currently have us locked in for... for... well, I'm not sure, actually."

Galder does not acknowledge Sael.

"Hellooo?" Sael says, waving his hand in front of Galder's face. Before he has time to regret his action, Galder has locked his vice-like grip on Sael's wrist and squeezes with little effort. The wiry man yelps from surprise and pain.

"I must confer with the mind of this vessel before I decide where we go," Galder hisses. "He resists me, even as I reside within his flesh. But this 'Galder' does not possess so strong a will that I cannot break him. So break him I shall! And you..."

Galder squeezes tighter, causing Sael to yelp once more and try to angle his body to lessen the pain, wriggling in Galder's grip as a caught fish would on the line.

"You will not interrupt me." The man that Sael thinks is Galder lets the weaker man go, and Sael gasps in relief as the pressure pain ceases. He rubs his wrist and turns his attention to hyperspace streaking past the cockpit of the Black Dawn.

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Welcome to an episode of the Retrospection games. As an episode of this series, “Trackdown” will be a very personal plotline, exploring events involving the player’s character. Going off of Ushgarak’s ever-popular Star Wars roleplaying game, these mini-episodes occur in game-play’s past. This episode continues on from "Holocron," after things fell apart for the Psycho Brigade with Galder getting seemingly possessed by the restless, imprisoned spirit of Rallo, a Dark Jedi who lived in the time of the Sith Wars.

With Rianna and Dak out of commission, Rand has tasked Xavier with spearheading the effort to find Galder/Rallo. The plan currently lacks a Phase Two, but Xavier's greatest concern is that Galder/Rallo could be anywhere...

Epireus

Xavier- you return to Epireus in the New Beginning, welcoming the opportunity to rest after taking a laser in the gut. You fled the Vorkuda system unopposed, as did many freighters and fighters escaping the colony's destruction. Dak's Arnian Navy acquaintances escorted you to the edge of the gravity well and you made the jump without complication. Dak and Rianna likely came with and stayed below to rest.

As always, you find the secret mountain base in a state of disrepair, since the Dark Jedi that live in it are pretty great at destroying things but less great at cleaning up after themselves and performing maintenance.

The base is relatively empty but for the Dark Jedi who may accompany you on this next quest.

(Hint hint, Dark Side players who wish to join)

Con is sitting on a makeshift couch, mostly fashioned from parts of previously whole couches. He keeps bouncing a ball against the wall and catches it again, it gets pretty boring in the base, so he's done that for a couple hours.

(Con's back! Yay!)

Relle will likely join Con in the social room, after finishing a run around the base of the mountain, building up her strength in the high gravity.

"Bored?" Relle asks Con as she struts into the room. She watches the ball bounce back and forth, pictures nailing it with her pistols as a small moving target, but obviously doesn't do so.

Con looks at Relle, but continues to throw and catch the ball cause he's an amazing Jedi

"Oh no, this is the highpoint of my day, I got a couple hours boredom scheduled for the evening. How was your run? Lots of fun running stuff going on?"

"Just my usual high gravity run," Relle says, continuing to watch the ball. "Didn't see anything weird on the perimeter, the Epireans are staying away today."

She shrugs.

"Well, it's good someone looks after that. Probably should work out some time too, going to get rusty otherwise"

He catches the ball and looks at it for a second.

"Lets play catch", he pitches the ball straight at Relle.

Relle catches the ball with ease, snapping out a hand at the precise moment it reaches her.

"Easy there, partner," Relle says, feigning hurting her arm catching the ball. She pitches it back.

"My arm must have gotten considerably stronger" he catches the ball and stands up. "The wall is a much worse player though".

Azarl will drift into the social area, sensing activity from his colleagues. He watches them, chittering to himself in his buggy language.

(Count me in)

"I would hope so," Relle says, waiting for the next pitch. She notices Azarl walk in but largely ignores the giant creepy bug.

"You wanna play as well?" Con looks at Azarl as he throws a curved ball at Relle.

While you're all playing an all-too-friendly game of catch, the New Beginning arrives, back from whatever secret mission Rand dragged the Psycho Brigade out on.

Xavier lands the ship and goes to help his hurt comrades off the ship.

At which point, exhausted and wounded Xavier probably tumbles down the gangway into the base's hangar. The starship lift automatically starts retracting down into the mountain. The lights flicker on as the mountainside hatch closes up.

Xavier goes into the room where the others are playing and plops down on the couch and attempts to pass out.

Relle sees Xavier stumble in and slump down into a couch.

"You look awful," Relle says. "Where are the others?"

(Why the hell not. Count me in.)

"In dire need of some rest," Rianna says, limping in after Xavier and claiming the nearest place to sit. "And healing, for that matter."

She only stopped in there because her own room is too far away at the moment.

Azarl ignores Con's and Relle's ball game upon Xavier and Rianna walking in, both wounded. He senses their pain.

"[You are hurt]," Azarl says in his native tongue. If he can have his protocol droid present, the droid will translate for him.

Con will pick up his ball, which Relle obviously didn't catch, it is his favourite after all.

"I think beat up and tired suits you guys"