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- Haggling Over Something in the Marketplace!
Maybe someone else saw the exact same shiny thing you did at the exact same moment! However shall this be resolved? Remember: blood is extremely hard to scrub off of turtle shell!
- Dramatic Chase Sequence!
You're running away from something! It could be anything, from a rampaging kirin to a gaggle of overly enthusiastic children! One way or another, you can't stop, and much like a katamari ball, you feel obligated to grab everyone in your path along the way to keep them out of danger! Or perhaps you're more the sort to try and knock them into it as a distraction...?
- Where There's A Will, There's A...?
The Life and Dreaming Planes have been merged, and sometimes what starts out as wishful thinking becomes lured into reality. That slick new motorcycle or pile of kingly treasure you were just daydreaming about? Surprise! It's just appeared in front of you. Though, it may only stay for a short while before it disappears again, so make it count. Hopefully you're not the type to daydream about terrible things befalling people you don't like...
- SECRET UNDERCOVER MODE ACTIVATE!
The three major kedan families all have their own agendas, and you've chosen to entangle yourselves with one (or more!) of them. Are you hoping to shift the balance of power? Gain some favours? Perhaps you're on a mission to bring a criminal to justice, or maybe you just want to get the cream of the crop from the black market. Maybe you haven't been hired by them at all, but are using their name for your own goals... as long as no one discovers the lie!
- Wait... you want my what now?!
The kedan are a curious folk, and the Foreigners are entertainment in conveniently arriving packages, especially when they come along with unique items that the kedan might not have seen before. Maybe it's your cellphone... or maybe it's your knickers! How badly do you want to keep your stuff from some overeager native shapeshifters who want to buy, bribe, or burglarize it right off your person?
- Sea prunes, get your sea prunes right here!
Life in Keeliai can take a little getting used to: the chickens have scales, the cows have feathers, and the fruits come in more colour and pattern combinations than your average tye-dye shirt. Not to mention that meal you just ordered from the food vendor? Has arrived on the plate, and you're pretty sure you just saw it move.
- Everybody needs a little darkness...
The Great Enemy may have been defeated over two years ago, and people are even willing to speak Malicant's name aloud now, but there remains a taint in the city never fully purged. Those who consider Malicant a dark god whose end was unjust are the cultists of Keeliai, and they aren't always so easy to identify as one might think. Sometimes their presence is felt in the growing urge to give into one's darker instincts, especially in such a foreign place...
- Illicit substances, anyone?
Every city has its vices, and Keeliai is no different. Perhaps you actively sought it out, or perhaps an opportunistic dealer saw you as a potential customer needing a free sample, but you're now in possession of a packet of Lucid, an emotion-enhancing drug. Interested in finding out what happens when you crush that colourful crystal and ingest it?
- Incoming!
Tu Vishan's latest landfall stop has brought an unwelcome problem to its residents: enormous, toothy creatures who look more like pterosaurs than most people are comfortable with! With a twenty-foot wingspan, these aren't exactly harmless local wildlife, and they have a nasty habit of swooping down on targets both Foreigner and kedan! How are you going to fend them off, or help someone who might have been injured by the latest dive bombing??
- WILDCARD!
Go nuts. Suddenly your character is fighting dragons! Good God, they've found the Millennium Falcon drifting in the ocean! Do you really feel the need to polish every paving stone in the Earth Sector? Anything goes!
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someone oughta do something about it
Just because he taught you doesn't mean you have to take all he gave you... or be like he is.
[Luke knows he didn't really help anyone by leaving his training, but if he had to do it again... he would. Anything else wouldn't be right, no matter what Yoda and Ben had thought.]
And yeah, I guess our galaxy can be pretty strange too. [He smiles briefly and shakes his head.] I just got here and it's... weird. I mean, even aside from the whole 'people come from different galaxies' thing or whatever.
[A vague little wave of one hand and the fruit in it as Luke finally takes a bite from it.]
I blame Anakin. All we need now is Ahsoka to complete the "I was traumatized by Vader" trifecta
It's hard not to. I...wasn't given much else. To him, I was a weapon.
[And he smirks.]
Yeah, well...at least we're a little better prepared. Once you've seen a Gorog or an Exogorth, it takes a lot to surprise you. Some of the others weren't so lucky.
it's such a nice club
[Smiling slightly, he shakes his head. This, after all, isn't the same as the lesson Yoda was trying to teach him, Luke is sure about.]
True. Or a Sarlacc. [Or whatever Kongo had been...] Though I've never thought about that as something strange.
[another wry smile.]
They should get matching t-shirts
You've got a point. I've been...it's just hard.
[At the mention of a Sarlacc, Starkiller's mind flashes back to Felucia, and the Sarlacc that lived in the Ancient Abyss. He'd been the creature's greatest tormentor, and it's savior within the same six months. What did that say about him?]
That's true enough, though when you think about it, a giant worm in an asteroid isn't that much weirder than a giant turtle on this planet. Maybe it's all just perspective.
absolutely
I'm sure you can do it, though. [Smiling, he pushes those thoughts away and focuses back on Galen.] You're already doing it, after all.
... you're right. Didn't think about that. Hardly believed it when my friend told me about ending up inside one and almost getting eaten.
[Put like that, the turtle doesn't seem quite so strange. The rest of it still does, but... that's one thing less.]
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[At Luke's reassurance though, Starkiller smiles.]
I got lucky. I passed one in an asteroid on my way to a mission. Nearly lost my starboard flight stabilizer, but that would've just needed repairs. The Gorog was something else though, giant hairless thing so heavy it pulled down one of those bridge cities on Cato Nemoidia just to come after me. Though I may have been encouraging it a little.
[Starkiller doesn't really feel guilty, as Tarko-se had been an Imperial emplacement, but he did feel guilty for all of the innocent Nemoidians who probably died that day.]
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[He grinned, but then ended up staring, shaking his head.]
Aren't those... huge? They must be, right?
[Han had mentioned those things once, if Luke remembered right, but he didn't have much to go on to visualise what they looked like.]
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[Starkiller nods.]
I heard on a comlink that they didn't want to let it loose. The thing was so heavy that even without me and my Master there, it could have torn the whole city apart.
[And, with a small amount of pride.]
I consider myself lucky that I was able to kill it. Though I could go the rest of my life without seeing another one.
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[Luke shakes his head, torn between wry and guilt over the fact that he'd left - even if he still couldn't say he wouldn't do it all over again.]
Sounds like it'd be something to be proud over. They... [he frowns, turning over a new fruit in his hand.] must've decided to sacrifice the city to stop you, if they were willing to let it loose.
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[Starkiller's choices had always been easier. Save the Rebel Alliance, save Juno. Usually, doing one would lead to the other, even if indirectly. The only guilt he ever felt was not spending more time in the Jedi Temple, figuring out who he really was.]
I think it came down to the decision of one man; the Imperial officer who was in charge of the place. Most of the Nemoidians I ran into wanted nothing to do with me, but Baron Tarko...he had his pride at stake.
[Starkiller remembers the Baron's voice, goading him on over the various loudspeakers in the city. There were times when Starkiller wasn't sure if the Baron was insulting him, or trying to recruit him. Of course, Tarko's decision to release the Gorog ended up killing him, as the creature swallowed him whole trying to get at Starkiller. He pops another of the fruit in his mouth.]
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[A few years ago He'd have said Leia seemed to be one of those people who did, but she wasn't a droid, he'd seen her falter. Just because someone seemed to have everything under control didn't mean they did, even if Luke had thought that quite a lot, and it still felt like that way sometimes.]
That's what it comes down to a lot, doesn't it? Pride or greed or just cruelty...
[With a sigh, Luke shrugged.]