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Belial's eyebrows shot up as Morad hit the wall hard and blacked out.

Whoops

He walked over and rolled him over. Yeah he was definitely out cold, that was for sure.

Belial sighed and levitated him over to the nearest bed and with a wave sent a blast of a telepathic command, ordering his brain to wake him up.

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I'm losing my mind, and you just stand there and stare as my world collides.

"What-"

*clang*

"Ow! Keffing bunk beds! Why in void do they have to be so low?!"

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You read it, you can't unread it.

For the first time in a long time Belial burst out laughing. Suprisingly enough, his laugh was deep and hearty, echoing around the small room.

He rolled his eyes at Morad's complaining, with a grin on his face, "oh come on, what kind of sith complains about a little bump on the head?" Belial's mood had certainly lightened, though he was unsure of why.

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I'm losing my mind, and you just stand there and stare as my world collides.

Morad had accepted the lighthearted mood as well.

"Gee, lets see. The same kind who can literally kick the circuits out of a trainer droid. The same kind who gets thrown across a steel floor, then into a steel wall by his master. Did I miss anything?"

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"The same one who after all of that, complains like a small girl over bumping his head on a bed..."

Belial laughed again as he turned around, it would take only half a standard day to reach their destination. He glanced over at Morad, the boy seemed ready, but he didn't know, the numbers of the group had grown. He had faith in the boy's abilities, but he wasn't sure about his heart quite yet.

He shook his head as he continued to laugh softly, "alright, well tend to your wounds, I'm no nurse, I long ago forgot how to heal others."

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I'm losing my mind, and you just stand there and stare as my world collides.

"Yes master." Morad said, positioning himself in the standerd healing meditation position. While doing so, he could not help but think of how fatherly Belial had come to him.

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Belial sighed as he walked over to the main computer and sat down in front of it.

He decided to fiddle with it and began messing with different files and protocols. He knew the computer needed an upgrade, and he was giving it a homemade one.

He whistled slightly as he worked.

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I'm losing my mind, and you just stand there and stare as my world collides.

Kal nearly jerks away as he's seized, but he cant. That should've panicked him; but it didnt.

The next he is aware, he staggers slightly from a sudden, unexpected lack of balance, and Razre is moving away doing... something.

Instructed not to move, the clone can only watch in wonder at what occurs next. What in the Scorekeeper's name...

With a flash and the sound of strained machinery, there are three clones there. The Jedi looks off. Winded, injured perhaps, but he isnt concerned about himself, he's directing Kal again.

With a skeptic's grimace, Kal eyes the three clones that are shaking off what looked like the most disorienting experience of their lives. A question?

And then a pair of identical brown eyes meets his, and an identical mouth lifts in a sardonic smile. He is spared having to ask; the answer is given.

"What are -you- looking at, Di'kut?" The voice is haggered, and indistinguishable from his own... except that he'd been hearing it since the days of his youth.

"....Haaah!" An unintelligible response of more joy, perhaps, then one could immediately grasp. Kal's weathered face splits in a bright smile and he looks years younger as he leaps from where he had stood.

The other clones are climbing out of their chairs despite their own clear weakness to clasp the forearms of the prodigal brother. Not since before Order 66 had Kal looked so 'whole' as he does standing now with the three other men that are indistinguishable from one another.

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Keq would have good reason to be cautious. The fascility is pockmarked with battle; clones in armor scattered as corpses across broken architecture. A tripwire lies across his path, waiting to spring who knew what traps, proximity mines blink balefully from where they are hidden amongst the death.

In the distance, the sounds of warfare echo, but here, there is silence. Silence and the slow, paranoia-inducing sensation that one had just become prey.

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A smile spread over Luxius' face. Heh so it actually worked. Even a little jealous, Luxius looked at the deep bonds the pod shared, wishing he had brothers too. But he was a null. A loner. A loose cannon. Sighing, he turned and walked out of the medbay...

“Okay” Darok exhaled audibly and back away from the
Delta – 7.

Once he was clear they dropped out of the hanger into space. Since no one was around he began to pull on light battle suit. It felt tighter than what he was use to, but after some moving around it felt snug, but good. He turned around and headed back inside, with the towel slung over his shoulder. He first dropped by his room, and picked up his dirty clothes, then walked around until he found a place to do his laundry. Once he had that situated he went to the armory.

Daggers, swords, grenades, shields, guns, lasers, things that looked like they could kill you if you touched them.

“Argh, I can’t play with any of this stuff”

Darok closed the door and walked to the cockpit which he assumed was auto piloted. Once he got there instead of seeing an empty seat, he found a teenaged Iridonian girl, dressed in a light combat vest. She looked to be about two years younger than him and had horns sticking out of her auburn hair giving him the mixed impression of pretty, but dangerous.

She turned around in her seat upon hearing Darok walk into the room.

“Oh hello, I don’t think we’ve met, my names Fenra”


(OOC im not sure if i should interact with her, but I dont know what eles too do)

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