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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!

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Kissimi


Kissimi sent Pira and the white wolf ahead and leaned against the doorframe. "I'm not sure it's me they trust," She sighed, "It's more likely they trust the wolves. As for whether I take them, well, I can even though I'd rather not. Then again, I'm not sure the Council didn't just send them so they could get them off-world." Her words carried a slight bitterness toward the Council, having been away from contacting them for years. She was pretty sure they didn't even know Mace Windu was dead. She was careful to word her theory as simply that- as a theory- but she guessed it was probably true. She wasn't ready for a Padawan and wanted one much less. The wolves were her companions, not a child.
The pilot looked up and took a few parts, nodding his thanks and doing his best to finish the job so they could land.

Pira Jackson and Kissimi


Pira didn't share that bad feeling. Probably because she was a child. She trusted Kissimi and liked spending time in the company of the wolves. Speaking of the wolves, the white wolf lifted her head suddenly and looked toward the door. Pira followed the wolf's gaze to where Kissimi was standing.

"Pira. We should get back to my ship and find a spot to land," Kissimi spoke firmly, but not harshly.

Pira nodded and the wolf stood, padding over to its master and nuzzling her hand. Pira nodded to Megara then trailed after Kissimi, silent. This will be interesting. I wouldn't mind if either one of them trained me, honestly, but I kind of want Master Kissimi to train me. I don't know what I should do!
"Dunno. Ask her, not me." The pilot grumbled as the wires in his hand sparked and he had to drop them.

Pira Jackson


Something crossed Pira's face that was almost unreadable. Something between a mix of hope and sadness. She studied the wolf's head, debating what to say. Eventually, she went with an answer that left it up to the two Jedi Masters. "You'd have to talk to Master Kissimi about that." She was torn between wanting to stay with Kissimi and the wolves or getting better training with somebody more experienced. The wolf nuzzled her hand and licked the girl's face, picking up on her indecision.
The pilot sighed. "She already knows. She won't undock with us until the one kid is back on her ship though," He answered.

Pira Jackson


Pira shrugged, finishing up and stepping back. "Chase was sent for you. I was sent so Chase would go, but we didn't expect to meet Master Kissimi. Once we're back at the Temple, I'll probably go back to my studies," She replied, sitting down with her legs crossed on the floor. She looked up and reached out a hand as the white wolf passed the door. The wolf lifted its head then came and lay down, head across the girl's lap. Pira smiled and stroked the wolf. "I'm hoping not though."
The pilot sighed. "We can't reenter droid airspace until we have shields up, not with the other ship docked onto us."

Pira Jackson


Pira moved forward and took Megara's hands in her own, wrapping them gently. "Master Kissimi can keep an eye on us with Bane until you're fully healed. My brother is an imbecile and I don't know why he's even here. Truth is, I don't even know why both of us are here," She admitted quietly, not making eye contact as she spoke.
The pilot looked up. "Yeah, please. We need parts we don't have, unfortunately." The pilot answered, turning his attention back to the task at hand.

Pira Jackson


Pira nodded, not minding that the Jedi didn't yet know her name. "Pira," She told the Jedi quietly, moving to stand nearby and watch Megara with a curious gaze. "The real question is: are you okay?" Her tone was kind, but carried a hint of worry, both for the Jedi and for her brother. As always. Pira Jackson playing cleanup crew for her brother's mess, She thought bitterly, though said bitterness wasn't displayed by her physically. She knew Chase always played games, but she also knew she always ended up taking the fall for it or cleaning up after it- or both half the time. After this, I'm done being his friend. I've seen how other kids treat their siblings. I can just ignore him.
The pilot had almost finished repairing the shields, but even he knew his poor repair job probably wouldn't last. The pilot was in no manner a mechanic, and that was always problematic. While he was working, he was also muttering. "Disrespectful kids... shouldn't have signed up for this... bloody dogs..." were only bits of his quiet rant. He was regretting his life choices, but there wasn't any way to undo his decisions now.

Pira and Chase Jackson, and Kissimi


Pira actually smiled a little, but she was giving Chase a death glare while he tried to hide from her in his book. She relaxed her gaze and nodded.

"Yeah. I can try. Maybe she'll have some interesting stories!" The little girl sounded hopeful. "If she's in the mood after Chase's actions. I really hate when he-" She quieted suddenly, realizing she was saying her thoughts under her breath, and would probably be reprimanded if anybody had heard, especially Kissimi- who hadn't appeared to hear her.

She loved stories, and they almost always made up for Chase's antics when she requested them. Then again, she was the well behaved sibling and Chase was the living dark side when it came to misbehaving. Besides, if stories didn't work, she had other tricks up her sleeve that she could use. She often had to play clean-up for Chase and had become a master of doing so.

"If that's okay with Master Kissimi, of course," Pira added, realizing that with two Master Jedi on the ship, this would be an interesting dynamic.

Meanwhile, Chase looked like he regretted his life. Why did she do that? I guess I have to deal with that now. I miss the Temple. They just let me be there and I didn't get yelled at unless I damaged something. And what's Pira's problem? She used to be so nice to me! He thought, trying to get back into reading his book until it was yanked out of his hand.

"Hey!" He whined, "That's mine!"

Kissimi had lifted her hand just slightly and the book tore itself from Chase's hands and flew into hers. "And this will be mine until you apologize and learn how to behave yourself. We'll discuss your behavior on a later date," She ignored Chase's whining, giving Pira a nod and watching the child scurry away before turning and returning to her own ship.

Of course, the white wolf sat where she had been standing, and stared fangs at Chase until he muttered a quiet apology- that he probably didn't mean- and turned away from Bane, kicking at the bed's sheets until he got under them. He curled up, trying not to think about Pira. Just two days ago, she was the clingy little girl who wouldn't leave his side unless he wanted her to do something, but now she was the complete opposite. Instead, she clung to Master Kissimi like a tick to a dog. He hated it.
Chase and Pira Jackson and Kissimi


Chase quieted surprisingly quickly, even though he still looked rather irritated. Yet he didn't speak. It wasn't worth getting in more trouble. Despite himself, he muttered "I should be Master Kissimi's," under his breath. Meanwhile, Kissimi had just arrived to dock and did so rather effectively. She had spent enough time in the air not to draw the attention of the droids, but that wouldn't last long. She appeared at the doorway, Pira by her side.
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"Already being trouble, Chase? As expected," She shook her head in mock disappointment before acknowledging Megara. "Ah, you're awake. Good, good. We won't be able to land again until tomorrow, but I should be able to get us into a port away from the droids's reach." The information given was just general, and not really directed at anybody specific. Either way, it would be useful.
Chase set the book down, leaving it splayed open to mark his page. He crossed his arms. "I can be both. Besides, it's not like anything is changing. I'd know if it was," He answered calmly, clearly trying not to smirk. "And go ahead, go to the Council if you want. Let them know you failed to protect Master Shade while you're at it."
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