Log:Jedi Order: Little Boy Blue

Zandra and Jax travel to Socorro to bring home a Representative's son

OOC Date: November 6, 2015 (Optional)
Location: Socorro
Participants: Zandra naMuriel, Jax Greystorm,

[Jax Greystorm]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

New Republic Intelligence had reached out to the jedi for help on a delicate matter, somehow Jax and Zandra had been the pair of jedi to get the mission. A group of Socorro Pirates had captured the yacht of the Wroonian Representative. Lucky the Representative was not aboard the yacht, but the representative's son had been. The jedi had been asked to serve as the New Republic's diplomats to peacefully secure the release of the child and the crew if possible. There was more to the request if the pirates did not want to negotiate peacefully. That the jedi at their discretion secure the release of the child.

The Painted Guardian had landed at the Vakeyya Spaceport before Jax and Zandra made their trip across the Doaba Bad lands for a couple of hours by speeder bike to the Lukora Pirates Strong hold.

The desert heat beating down on them and the swirl of black sand. The pair of speeder bike arrive at a massive metal gate. Jax kills the engine of his speeder and slides off. He reaches up to pull back his hood revealing he was wearing a pair of googles. He slides up the googles to examine the fortress. There was several banners and more than one bleached skulls running along the metal ramparts of the fortress. Jax lets out a low whistle, "I don't think you have to be attuned to the force to say, I have a bad feeling about this.." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

[Zandra naMuriel]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Zandra is somewhat bemused that it's her and Jax on this mission, but she's used to working with her fellow Jedi students and now knights as well. "I don't think I've been here before," she says, thoughtfully - "Oh, wait, once maybe." She looks around as they travel, eyeing the sand. At one point a rather large scorpion red in colour goes skittering across the famed black sands. She eyes the fortress there in front of them, glancing to Jax, and then a small smile. "It's definitely not looking like a prime vacation spot, that's for sure." She frowns a bit, eyeing some of the walls outside the fortress, and wrinkling her nose. "It's like they don't want any company, and expect that anyone showing up is bad news." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

[Jax Greystorm]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

"I've been here a couple times. Well the planet not here. Ax is actually from here." Jax's tone quiet. "There's a dance club with zero G back in the Capital. That's not here though. Trust in the force." Then raising his voice Jax calls out, "Greetings! I am Jax Greystorm and this is Zandra naMuriel. We're jedi and seek an audience with the honorable Lord Captain Tirus Vondar."

Enough time goes past that Jax turns to look at Kadi and raise an eyebrow, "Perhaps we should knock or you should try. They don't seem to like me." Then moments later before a large dark skinned human male in his middle years, and quite barrel chested appears at the top of the rampart along with around eight armed thugs of varius weapons and blaster. The ranged weapons pointed at the jedi. The man snears, "What do you want and make it fast. I don't like visitors and I really don't like jedi. Why shouldn't I just shoot you were you stand." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

[Zandra naMuriel]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Zan looks at Jax, and is about to answer, when the men arrive. She arches a brow, and says, "I suppose you could, but you might consider what would be following us, should we not return." That's said glibly with confidence, as though she and Jax really aren't the only ones here. Then again, do they need more? She reaches for the force in prepration, staying calm, and trying to reach out to convince the others there too. "We come in peace to negotiate," she adds. It's a starting place, right? -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= [Jax Greystorm]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

The large man holds up a hand and seems to repeat half on autopilot, "YOu come in peace to Negotiate." Then he gives the gesture for his guards to lower their weapons. "Let them in and let the Lord Captain know they're coming." There's a click and a smaller door infront of them slides open with a hiss easy for the two jedi to walk in. Another pair of guards wait for them flanking an old battered protocol droid, <If the jedi please, follow me. I will lead you to the throne room of the Lord Captain.> It says in a voice an octive deeper than C-3P0 and several light years less fussy. Then turns to lead the way.

Jax looks to Zandra and gives her a smile. "Nice. Lets hope it sticks." He says as moves to follow the droid. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= [Zandra naMuriel]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Zandra nods to Jax with that one, because she knows she's never made that work before. Whew. "You're turn next," she says softly, because might as well. "And let's see what trouble we've gotten ourselves into this time." She then moves up, following along with said droid. "Thank you," she says politely to the group. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= [Jax Greystorm]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Jax comments, "As you wish. I had thought you the senior initiate and I was here to learn from you." Theres an amused expression on his face as he says that quietly. Though it quickly squashed and his expression soon turn neutral. The path to the Lord Captain's throne room turns out to be quite a twisty and turny afair. THe Fortress a mix of metal and stone. It is dark and dusty in the fortress. Cooler than outside though mostly this is from the thick stone not allowing the heat and sun from outside to pass all the way through. It is obvious that the droid is not taking the jedi directly to the throne room of the pirate lord but on a meandering journey of sutble displays of power. As they wonder past a trophy room of riches, a den of more thugs carousing and being entertained and served by slaves.

When they arrive in the throne room of the Lord Captain Tirus Vondar, Vondar is waiting for them. A tall muscular man in his mid 50s. He wears a unform that seems to be that of an Imperial navy Officer that has taken 'liberties.' THe jacket and tunic are a blood red. Gold accents had been applied in places, and the coat is held closed with a series of large gold skull shape buttons. He also has a cape hanging over his right shoulder. Other than the pair of guards that flank the jedi, only a pair of his most savage looking Guards stand at attention next to the Lord Captain. In the foreground between the Captain and the jedi, a Zeltron woman in dancing outfit preforms a provacative and slightly lurid dance. Lord Captain Vondar pays no heed to the jedi.

The droid turns to Zandra and Jax. <You are in the presence of Lord Captain Vondar, May whatever diety you pray too take mercy upon your soul.> Then the droid goes to shamble past them.

Jax steps forward, "Honorable Lord Cap...." Vondar raising a finger to silence Jax. There's a long awkward moment till the dance ends. The Zeltron moves breathlessly to sit at the feet of the Pirate Lord. Jax successfully hides his sigh of irritation as the Lord Captain gestures for Jax to continue, "Your Excellance, the honorable Lord Captain Vondar, I am jedi Jax Greystorm and this is my fellow Jedi, Zandra NaMuriel." He makes a slight bow, "We have came all the way from Chandrila to make an offer that could make you a wealthy man." The pirate lord eyes the pair for a moment, "Wealthy? Well you are speaking my language. I had never thought jedi could be so reasonable." He turns to call out, "Send for the serving boy to bring me my gobblet." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

[Zandra naMuriel]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Zan's expression remains neutral, despite the madness, pain and suffering on display. Her gaze goes to the droid as he speaks, and she lets Jax take point for a moment. His comment about her being the senior student had her eyes widen, and she had to work a bit to bring herself back to that neutral calm. She takes a look around, as she can, calmly, and although the path through is somewhat disturbing with all those displays of power and all, she simply remains neutral as she waits. She expects to see the child they are here to rescue as the "serving boy," and steals herself for what may be seen next. They don't have anything in their hands, or luggage with them, of course. She nods to Jax's comment about wealth, calmly watching for the moment and sensing for dead force areas anywhere. Like to figure out if there's anything in here that is immune to them. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

[Jax Greystorm]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Moments later a boy about 10 standard years old with yellow eyes and blue skin carrying a tray with a drink and a smoking pipe on it. He obediently brings it to Vondar, never looking the Pirate Lord in the face. "M-m-m-y l-l-lord, as you desired." THe tray held high. Jax is busy engaging the pirate lord, "Yes, your excellency. We wish to negotiate the release of Thrian Weixlan. We have brought credit chips or the offer of a full pardon from the New Republic too." The pirate lord laughs, "Credit chips or a pardon? That is your offer, I thought you jedi were wise. I have no use of either and as long as I have the Serving boy I have his rich parents jumping through my hoops. Perhaps a trade the boy for your fellow jedi. I do like the color purple. But why trade when I can simply take." He goes to press a button opening the trap door. Jax seemingly caught unaware. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= [Zandra naMuriel]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- "It's a trap," Zan calls, which is really only to be expected. They still have the mercenaries outnumbered though, right? As Jax drops, she sighs. "You really shouldn't have done that," she says clearly. "Last chance, please don't make us do this. We can come to terms." Oh, he likes her hair, does he? Zan mutters something beneath her breath, and reaches to pull the child towards her. He's first on her list. She wants him sort of safe in this room, if she can manage it. And over by the pirate lord, that's not safe. She starts to pull him, but it's slow, too slow for her liking. With all this going on, it's enough that Zan reaches for her lightsaber, and ignites it. They did say they were jedi. These pirates may be sorry they didn't negotiate. Maybe. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= [Jax Greystorm]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Jax falls down the hole in the trap door with his knees bent and tumbling lands to keep from absorbing the force of the drop. He comes rolling into a stand. His lightsaber igniting as he comes up. The Corellian jedi is met with the mighty roar of a mostly groan rancor that comes charging towards Jax, claws swiping as the jedi moves in to attack the rancor first. There's three quick slashes of the saber and an injured rancor is critically injured but still breathing. Jax lets out a sigh, "Really a Rancor pit? This is a cliche."

It now that the Wroonian boy floats to Zandra's side as the pirates in the room open up with stun bolts and aren't able to hit her. The dance girl lets out a scream and dives and scramble to hide behind the throne of Vondar. Vondar who seems to be losing his collectiveness, "Stun her! NOW!" His finger hitting the button to try to trap Jax in the pit below. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

[Zandra naMuriel]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Zan gets the child to safety behind her, and she then tries to pull Vondar forward into the pit. But she's too worried about the child or the stun bolts going every which way. "Stay here," she tells the child. "Duck down and make yourself small. We're trying to get you out of here." She wishes she could put a protecting wave on the kid, but she's already giving herself a headache from trying to move Vondar with tk, and not getting the results she wants. "Fine, I guess we do this the hard way," she says, her lightsaber coming up to a defensive position. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= [Jax Greystorm]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

As the pit door starts to close, Jax with the power of the force propeling him leaps back into the throne room as the trap door closes at his feet. The arrival of Jax and his bright blue saber cause all four of the guards to turn in excitement at the arrival of a jedi and open fire at him. Jax was in a defensive stance ready to deflect shots away but none coming near him. "What did I do to you guys?"

Meanwhile Vondar has produced a pistol which isn't firing stun bolts and very much firing at Zandra with the blaster. "I change my mind. Just die."

Threl for his part might be a bit bolder and smarter than given a chance. He goes diving behind a stone column for his own protection. "Please get me out of here." He cries. He's just a kid after all. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

[Zandra naMuriel]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Zan did give the man a chance. But when he starts firing at her with bullets that she can't even deflect, she takes a deep breath, reaches again for the Force. "You can't say we didn't warn you," she says. This time, she settles into a solid stance and instead of running forward or jumping, she throws the lightsaber. Poor Vondar gets a lightsaber coming his way, whirling through the air with the whirwhir sound of the blade pulsating with the power of the Force. It slams through him and Zan's gaze turns to the scum shooting at Jax now. She reaches one hand and the saber now goes flying in another direction, slashing at first one pirate, then the next and the next, literally slicing through the room before it returns to Zandra's hands. There's one pirate left. And the dancing girl. "We'll be leaving now. If you want to come to freedom, now's your chance," she says to the girl, at least she can do that. She looks over to Threl, holding her hand out. "C'mon, my friend, let's get you home." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

[Jax Greystorm]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=-=-=- The Final pirate guard one of them that escorted them in though doesn't want any of this and takes tail and runs. Jax sighs, "Perhaps it's best we make our exit before others come to investigate." He looks to the dancing girl, "Yes come with us. There's room for us on the speeder and the shuttle. I'm sure we can find a place for you to live." There were refuges at the temple after all. The pink skin woman hastily grabs one of the guards blasters and goes to follow the jedi out. As Jax goes to make a wrong turn as they showed him a convulted path, the woman yells out, "No this way. It's direct." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -[Zandra naMuriel]-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Zan looks at the woman, and she nods. "Right, let's go," she says. "They didn't lead us straight here, so we may have to figure out the fastest way out of here." She reaches for the Force again, feeling it flow through her, and senses which direction they should go. "I sense she's got the right of it," Zan says aloud. "Let's go." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=