Mandalore, Jedi TempleThe woman seemed rather fed up with them, which Mor’gann found herself sympathizing with. Adaahna’s defense of her was useful and needed on this alien planet. Not that she wanted to admit it. Weakness got you killed after all if you let others know about it. Acknowledging that weakness to yourself and fixing it was how you stayed alive. Following the group to the strange ship, far smaller than what had delivered her to the planet, she gave the taller and hopelessly awkward youth a raised brow. Gesturing sharply that he should proceed her with a flick of her fingers. He was a bumbling young hunter who was over-eager, not someone she wanted at her back. Easing her shoulder out of the arm of her pack she lightly swung into the contraption after Adaahna, mimicking the Togruta.
”Small ship.” She noted absently to her guide with a skeptical brow.
Chuckling to herself as she toyed with her spear to pass the time of the ride, Adaahna nodded at Mors’ assessment
“Very, these ones only go from place to place on the same world.. Probably to the lair of the witch” She spoke loudly on purpose, hoping to get a rise out of their escorts with her taunting, watching their escorts carefully as she slowly reached into her pack for a hunk of salted.. Something. Whatever it was it was meat, and all this trouble was definitely making her hungry.
Sav would watch as they fell in line with the orders of his new master as he nodded, stepping forward in front of Mor`gann but walking backward now, he didn’t like the idea of anyone who was causing trouble at his back. Now being closer to the two he seemed to no longer have a sense of uncontrollable eagerness about him. Now there was a calm excitement on his face as he walked onto the speeder, an eye keeping on the two continuously. He had remembered the order he was given to not speak and simply watched them, not saying a word. He looked calm, but there was that smile, that damn smile that showed everything, the excitement, but he couldn’t help it. After all, this was one step towards being known, and finding his true love.
Varina sighed as she sat with all of them.
”We are not going to a Witch’s lair. We are going to the Jedi temple, home of the defenders of the Republic.” Varina rolled her eyes looking among them as she watched the horizon, the distant sight of the temple coming into view as they joined the air traffic. Beginning to leave the city heading out of the distant temple.
“You will all be brought into the temple. I’ll be promptly dumping you all on Airus. Our wonderful chief librarian and my brother, while I can back to some peace and meditate before I get some work done.” She muttered crossing her arms as the speeder drove itself.
Watching her guide pull out a thing of salted meat, the Dxun native turned her attention away. It was clear that Adaahna had an odd taste in food, but food was food. Not that Mor’gann thought eating while hurtling through the air was exactly natural.
”Vitch lair… Je’di tem’le” She let the words roll about in her odd smorgasbord accent. So it seemed this vitch, or Je’di, was taking them to others of her kind. To a story teller, shaman. Her lips twitched so very slightly as she caught the grumbled note of complaint from Varina. Giving a sideways look at Adaahna, she raised a brow and gestured to the speeder. Her fingers snapping sharply a few times, gesturing for a word.
”No…? Guide you ship? No, pilot!” Mor’gan gave a slightly relieved sigh as the word came to her, though she looked no less worried at the unmanned speeder.
”No, pilot ship?”Eyes twinkling at the opportunity for mischief, Adaahna cleared her throat
”Now, these Jedi witches, they bind the souls of prisoners to their ships and speeders with occult prayers. We best be careful lest we end up some menial souls driving a ship for them!” doing her best to hide her mischievous grin behind a lekku. Eyes flicking to their captors in a faint hope that they might play along with her teasing, messily snapping clean chunks out of her meal as soon as her smile fades enough for plausible deniability.
”So.. What will become of us after we’ve told out lovely tales, witchmaster Jedi?.” The Togrutas grin resurfacing at her continued teasing, thinking herself a genius.
“You? You’ll probably be allowed to go, might even get a job offer from the temple if someone needs some help with exploration missions. As for our two force sensitives with their unique skills, they will probably be given the offer to join the temple. To become Jedi Knights, if they prove themselves capable enough for it.” Varina answered rolling her eyes, the grounded ship that had been made the Jedi temple came into view as they neared it, they could see classes of students conducting lightsaber training, other groups of children learning to control their telekinetic abilities, and even further in a sparring session between two Padawans.
Mor’gann had stiffened slightly as Adaahna had spoken, her mind sorting through the strange language of these people. Understanding the gist of things, she narrowed her eyes at the Je’di, but said nothing as Varina spoke. She did not like what she was hearing. Souls to power these ships? Oh, it was something she could believe. The chill along her spine at the memory of the long-dead spirit of the Temple. Now they were heading into another structure that seemed to facilitate the training and housing of these Je’di with their relics. To say she was pleased would be a lie. Rather, Mor’gann thought with a wry grimace, this was bound to be interesting and more trouble than it was worth. More people to yammer about, more to keep her eyes open for. Though she did give an approving nod recognition to the training she had seen below, a skeptic’s eyebrow-raising in slight shock she saw no beasts being tossed at the young hunters. Surely, they did have beasts upon this planet? Experience was the best teacher for it’s ruthless efficiently.
Varina sighed, as they finally came in for a landing, moments later the vehicle touched down again. Hoping up from the seat and up onto her feet,
“all of you will follow me. We will need to find Airus or someone with the ability to comprehend her.” She thought a moment about pawning the troublesome Togruta off on Solace, she was more of a people person by a long shot. The other two though, the boy would need a teacher and someone who liked fielding questions. Airus worked because his own empathy and abilities would make him perfect for working with the girl who now one seemed to comprehend. She’d need to think more, unfortunately that time was running out, as she could see Airus heading into the yard with his traveling bag on his shoulder. Thank Ashla he hadn’t left yet, if he was leaving though he could just deal with them in his travels those that didn’t want to stay, they could be dropped off and more importantly, she wouldn’t have to deal with it!
Some days it hurt to be this clever, with Airus being the genius between the two of them but then she remembered she didn’t have to do half as much as him, suddenly it was so much easier to bear.
As they pulled up to the temple Sav jumped out and he took a deep breath.
“Man, now that we are here, I have SO MANY QUESTIONS.” he’d say as he finally felt like he had completed his order of ‘waiting until we get there’.
“So, are these two, not criminals? Is that why we brought them to the temple? When are you going to teach me how to wield a light sword? What is the coolest thing you can do? OOO OOO, can I shoot lightning from my hands? I heard that was a thing in some stories, I mean, I think these two might learn a thing or two, like, you should be in awe, this is a Jedi! A protector of peace through the universe!!” his voice seemed to get a bit lower as he spoke a smile on his face, this time though his voice was a low murmur,
“This is my chance to make something of myself.” Mor’gann slid from the car offering a hand to Adaahna while she gave a pointedly annoyed look at Varina. ‘Her’ had a name after all, and this woman was getting a bit irritating as she jabbered on like a noisy bird. Though that thought was quickly taken back as the young man went into a spiel of words that Mor’gann was not even going to
try to make sense of. For the sake of sanity (namely hers) however, she took a step over and pushed an insistent fingers under Sav’s chin. Her own hand raising two fingers to her lips as they moved slowly to form her own words with careful practice.
”Slowly. You speak enough for a pack of maalraas.” Which was unfair to the maalraas. Switching to the stilted and accented words of their shared tongue she removed her hand.
”Bird speak. Long speak?” She frowned, it wasn’t the right word. What was the word to make him at least slow the rapid fire of questions. Snapping her fingers rapidly she shook her head, the word evading her as she followed after the older woman, curious as to who would possibly be able to speak the language of ‘her people’.
Sav would seem to jump back as Mor`gann touched him.
“Hold up lady! Hold up!” He would put his hand to his blaster, [color=cyan] “I never said you could touch me. I get you aren’t from around here and neither am I, and I don’t know where you are from, but we don’t touch chins, it’s too close to the damn neck.” he’d seem to raise his head up slightly as he looked at the others and slowly brought his hand away from his blaster, he took a deep breath and a smile appeared,
“Well besides, I wasn’t asking you. I was asking the Jedi master, MY master!” Sav would say with a proud grin.
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