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My name is Bailey, Agent, Trip or 43. I am versatile in roleplay topics, though I prefer to do almost anything in the fantasy realm. I'd be willing to rp with anybody, as long as you have enough patience to deal with my awkward personality and sometimes poor grammar. My PMs are open to discussing rps.

Please note that I have not existed or roleplayed for almost half a year so I will be struggling for a little while until I pick my abilities back up! I will try my best, so feel free to PM me as said above!

I talk too much sometimes, sorry



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Sigh. It's not your fault. I just said that...
Punctuate OOC. But I still dunno what to write. It's not your fault
Kissimi


They weren't very far, so the brown wolf ran to Kissimi's side within the span of two minutes. Kissimi spoke quietly to the wolf, giving orders, then helped the wolf get Megara onto the wolf's back. It would be an easier mode of transport, and probably safer in the long run. Kissimi looked up as a trio of droidekas rolled up. She grabbed the first lightsaber she could reach- Master Window's old one and clicked it off, sending the wolf away. I bloody hate droidekas. This is why I shouldn't be helping JEDI- Her thought became that of alarm as the droids began firing away. She was able to defend herself, and cover the wolf's retreat, but she wouldn't last for very long.

Pira and Chase Jackson


Chase shrugged. "I think Master called her wolf, which is why it did that. We're both fine," He spoke for his sister by default, but she confirmed his words by simply nodding.

The white wolf growled, still not liking Bane. Until Kissimi told the white wolf that Bane was friend and not foe, the wolf would continue to behave that way. She paced, keeping close to Chase and Pira, while never letting go of Bane's lightsaber. She'd give it to Kissimi the moment she was able to.
I think the term "retreating" would have been better used. Why do you keep using commas(,) instead of periods(.) btw? It's just a thing I noticed. Not mad, just slightly- okay, kinda mad.
Straying in numbers?
Kissimi


That got Kissimi's interest peaked, but she didn't show it. The Holocron. Lady Naamari would be pleased if I brought it back to her, She thought, looking up and flagging down the street vendor she knew always had a first aid kit. Upon seeing her familiar face and Megara's state, the vendor handed over the kit with little convincing. Kissimi was no medical master, but she did her best to patch Megara up.

"Like I said. We can do whatever you need to do once you're not half dead. We can't stay here though," She sighed, knowing this would be at least semi-difficult.

Brown. I need you to come help me. Follow the scent. Make sure White stays with the kids, She called out to the wolf.

Pira and Chase Jackson


Chase frowned as the brown wolf's ears pricked. The wolf dropped the pistols, which fired in random directions, and ran away before the boy could speak. Pira, being the youngling she was, hid behind her brother as the pistols went off.

"Why did wolf run away?" She asked Chase, who shrugged.

"Master probably summoned him. It's alright, Pira," Chase responded before returning his attention to Bane. "You could wait here, I guess. I'm not sure if Master would be okay with it but... she might be able to help you."
Pira and Chase Jackson


The wolves snatched the weapons, both still growling. It was clear neither trusted Bane, with their own reason. Bane wasn't their master or charge, so they simply didn't trust him. Chase put a hand on the white wolf's head, trying to calm her down. But the wolf jerked away and paced. It was clear that the white wolf was the temperamental one, and the brown wolf was the logical one.

"I do apologize for my animal friends. They find trust difficult," Chase sounded sorry on the wolves' behalves.

Kissimi


Kissimi caught her before she hit the ground, setting her against the wall as she shook her own head.

"You're in no shape to do anything. The kids weren't here for me. I have no directive from the Council for a Padawan- much less a pair," Kissimi spoke firmly. "We'll go back to their ship, and you can rest. Then you can return to Coursant and speak to the Council."
Kissimi


She shook her head, moving toward the door. "Nothing. Can we just get out of this place?"

She was worried about the kids. The alarm from the wolves had been too strong for a normal droid attack or something of the like. Something was very wrong to the animals, and Kissimi didn't like it one bit.

Pira and Chase Jackson


"She's out getting supplies. She'll be back later," Chase replied.
Kissimi


Kissimi rolled her eyes. Jedi are so attached to their weapons. Such a shame. She thought. And as if I would rat you out. I need you.

"I won't," was all she said.

She had to admit to herself, she was impressed with the fight that was left in the Jedi. But another spark of alarm from both her wolves sent her collapsing to the floor. STOP THAT! She didn't know if the wolves would get her message. She picked herself up, dusting herself off.

"Stupid wolves," She muttered.

Pira and Chase Jackson


Chase shook his head, though he recognized the name from his lessons. "No. Sorry."
Kissimi


Kissimi stood quickly, her hand going to her lightsaber. She glanced at Megara. But said nothing for a moment, feeling a spark of alarm from her wolf. She shook her head to dismiss it.

"Forget your lightsaber. We'd both rather your life," She responded.

Chase and Pira Jackson


The white wolf snarled, and Chase approached the wolf. He stayed behind the wolf. By now, Pira and the brown wolf came up beside Chase. Pira knew enough to let Chase do the talking. He was older, so he knew a bit more than she did. He scowled.

"Who are you?" Chase asked, his voice shaking.
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