"I am not going to apologize. You are right... With all you have said. But I won't apologize for saying the truth nobody can handle... Only once they can cope with it. Only then, they can evolve. Such as you have to. You know now all truths, you know what is going to come... What to expect. It is up to you to prepare for your moment of fate. Your... Friends however. I told them all I had for them to say. I am not their father. They should have parents do that for you. My duty is however to open your eyes. And as such I made you realize who those are you surrounded yourself with. I merely desire to protect you, my son." Minlan had said, before leaving his son to himself. "I will rest some more.... My old bones don't like that much movement... Stay strong." He sighed and made back for his room. "Well well well... Who we have here? Miss Amnesia in flesh and blood" A familiar, yet unknown Twi'lek replied on the comms, the holographic image projecting. It was the same face, but now clad in Resistance clothing, a typical jumpsuit. "What's going on on..." She checked where the message came from. "Ithor? Admiral Ackbar being a no-show still, hm? Just like your memory of me." She playfully mocked her colleague. EG could easily find out that there were multiple stores in the neighborhood, most noteworthy: Hunds Electronics Emporium! And it was nearby, too. And the receptionist noted that the place had the best prices and items available, to his knowledge.
"Sure, I think I could try my hand at Gardening. Don't know much about plants though, Maybe Ver-," he changed his sentences, "So what kind of plants will we be working on with gardening?" Kai asked looking to Cyrus. aiming to join him on his way to the gardens.
-Ithorian Gardens- @Uriel1339 Cyrus shrugged as they walked. "No idea, but this is essentially the center of all agricultural knowledge in the galaxy. Personally I'm kind of hoping they'll have something that works well in arid climates. We've got about fifty acres on a plateau that might could be cultivated or something."
With that information EG headed back to the room to retrieve his bag full of blasters. EG decided to take a route through the restaurant in order to inform master Cyrus of what he planned on doing. When he entered the restaurant he saw Cyrus and Kai getting up so he decided against informing them and ruining their plans so he just went through and headed for the room. He opened the door and grabbed his bag and decided against openly carrying his EE-3 and put it into the bag with the rest and walked out of the room and locked the door."Oh dear almost forgot." EG stated and he opened the com link freqecy and contacted Cyrus "Master Cyrus I'm going on a bit of an errand and I just want your permission to defend myself with the appropriate amount of force needed if somthing were to happen." @UnluckyFellow
Ithor Spaceport - Na'tala @Uriel1339 | "You!" Damnit, what's her name? Na'tala stared in confusion at the other Twi'lek on the screen, last hearing her voice commanding Urian to extract her unconscious form from a Cartel townhouse on Ord Mantell, and a thousand thoughts bumping around inside her head. "You're part of NRI? Who are you?"
Spoiler @Uriel1339 I want a lesson in horticulture . Sorry, prompted a bit too early. Cyrus tapped the commlink on his wrist, smiling slightly at the someone silly change the little astromech had made to EG. "Of course you can defend yourself, overwrite that portion if you can. I'll have Urian undo that condition for self defense later." A short while later he and Kai entered a giant greenhouse park. From what he could tell, most of the plants were examples of those commonly found in the core worlds but some of them looked so weird they may have been from Wild Space. The jedi looked like a kid in a candy store when he the rainbow leaves of a chromatic fern. He was fairly certain most of them had existed on Alderaan, it was nice to know at least one had survived the planet's destruction. He grabbed Kai's arm to drag him along at a hurried pace when he spotted an outdoor amphitheater where some Ithorian's had gathered to listen to what looked like a lecture. "Come on, this might be quite good."
With Cyrus's permission to defend himself EG walked away from the room and out of the hotel headed for the shop the receptionist had spoken of. As EG walked through the main doors of the hotel he began humming the same CIS March and with a bit of a spring in his step. EG was genually excited of what he could find he wished he could find an EG chassis but the likelyhood of one still being in working order after all this time was almost zero but he still had the hope and if anything he would easily settle for an IG -86 chassis or at the absolute least he would be able to find some parts to make his current chassis more combat effective. ~Later at the store~ EG eventually found the store after admittedly getting lost a few times and walked in and headed for the counter"Excuse me but do you have any combat droid chassis available for purchase?" @Uriel1339
"Good idea...I could use some time to lay down..." he then shifted his eyes to look at ground, as if he just realized he's been laying down this whole time, "oh..." "I'll see you back at the hotel dad..." he tried to shout to his father, though it came off as a bit of a groan then a shout. He just continued to lay on the floor. He wasn't moving anytime soon. He wasn't in any physical pain anymore. And yet he still hurt. He still felt defeated. He just laid there and closed his eyes. And then he heard a whisper. A familiar whisper. It was that dark voice again. He didn't understand why he heard it. Nothing was happening for that voice to suddenly start whispering to him. He felt nothing right now. So why. Why did that voice come. Why was it haunting him. Why didn't it just go away and leave him alone. He just wanted to be alone, even if he hated being alone. He never wanted to be alone. And yet the dark voice stayed. "Go away..." he grumbled to himself, "I've had enough of you...go away...please just go away..." The voice taunted him. Echoing what he said about himself. Telling him he was a fool. Telling him that he's too weak. But also telling him that he should be stronger. Telling him that he can be stronger. Telling him how he can be stronger. "Stop please...no more...no more" he said clutching his head and burying it into his chest, tears starting to roll down his face, "please...just leave me alone...just leave me be..." Telling him his friends are going to die. Telling him his father's going to die. Telling him his family is going to die. Telling him that his love will die. And promising to him something that frightened him most of all. You will live. "Please! Stop! Just, Stop! Stop, stop Stop!" he was shaking at this point, clutching at his head harder and rocking it side to side. And then he remembered something. Something Cyrus told him very early on. "There is no death, only the force." he whimpered to himself, until he found his voice grow, "There is no death, there is only the force...You can try to take them away from me. But by doing so, you only ensure they will always be by my side. I'm not alone. I'm not weak. I'm not going to fall. And you. Whatever you are. You will never be able to change that. For I will become a Jedi. I will become their sword. I will become their sheild. I will be their for them. Like they've been their for me. And you. You hold no power over me. For you are powerless. For you have nothing. For you have no one. And I. I pity you." He opened his eyes. He stopped shaking. The tears stopped. He let go of his head. He got back up on his feet. The voice went away. He stood there for awhile just trying to think about what just happened. He wasn't even sure if anything did happen. But he felt better...about something. "I need a nap." he said to no one in particular, before just walking toward the hotel.
"Someone pretty and witted. So what is up, you are not contacting us for nothing. Let's get business done and as soon as you get to the HQ we can talk. So spill the beans, Miss Ry'loth." She chuckled, loving to tease the unknowing fellow spy. After all it was the irony that was so enjoyable, that Na'tala was supposed to know all sort of things, and here it was. Hidden in plain sight. The stage was prepped but empty. The rows completely empty except for a very old Cosian, sitting there and patiently waiting. Perhaps he knew when the next lesson would begin? Spoiler: OOC - Visual Aid (Minus jedi robes :X) "Chassis? Combat Droids? No no no.... We only sell Electronic Upgrades here, I fear. Who... Is interested in buying them, droid? Who... Sent you?" The Protocol Droid inquired, somewhat looking concerned at the heavy blaster equipment of the fellow protocol droid.
