A day like no other

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A day like no other

Post by Adar Bolner » Thu Feb 13, 2020 2:35 pm

It was a warm, sunny day in Naboo. Adar Bolner, a young 19 year old man, in particular was thrilled, as the rain and cloudy sky of last week had put him in a bad mood. It reminded him of the day his parents divorced, the day he made his first major decision of his life. He knew his mother, young and clever as she was, would be fine on her own, but his father, old and sensitive, would be devastated to lose not only his wife, but his son as well. His sister however didnt have the same remorse as he did, and has been living in Corellia ever since then. He trully wondered if he would ever see her again. His gaze returning to the weather, he wondered, why must a wonderfull and beautifull planet like this have those few weeks each year where it all pours down? After a few more minutes, he snapped out of thought. He needed to get ready to go to work, his shift at the factory was going to start in an hour. The road to work was long and it didnt help that it was rush hour. He quickly put some clothes, ate a nice,full breakfast and headed out to work.

The people of Naboo always seemed friendly to Adar. Sure criminals lived in all corners of every planet, not to mention the many crime syndicates that run all over the galaxy. But Adar had never encountered one while going about his business. Not until today. As he walked through the busy market, he bumped into a lady in front of him. He was about to ask her in a mix of confusion and annoyance why she had stopped, but she was faster on the tongue. She shouted "THIEF! THIEF! Stop him!". Adar could see a man running away from them, pushing the people aside as he fled. Although he knew from his strong sense of justice that the thief need to be caught and brought to justice, it really wasn't his problem. He put his hands in his pockets to feel... nothing? Where was his wallet? Could the thief have stolen not only this woman, but him as well? Upon realising this, he started chasing the man,while most people where either returning to their routines or looking on in confusion. The money he had meant little to him, but in that wallet was something more valuable. The only picture he had of his beloved grandfather, who used to tell him stories about the Empire, the Galactic Republic, the Clone Wars, the Jedi, the Sith, and most intrestingly about the Force. Even though he didnt really belive his stories, he loved listening to them as a child and as a teenager. He wasnt going to let this low life thief steal his memories away. "This is going to be one of THOSE days..." he muttered.
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Re: A day like no other

Post by Zasabi Ray » Fri Feb 14, 2020 8:28 pm

Things had taken a turn.

Zasabi had heard of the famed pleasure world of Naboo, a world that would have remained a relatively trivial spot of sun in the galaxy were one of the most infamous dictators of the galaxy not from here. Despite the turmoil, however, it remained a pleasant place to visit, especially if one were interested in undersea exploration. Zasabi, for his part, was not much for the hobby, but something else had drawn him to Naboo.

It became a moot point the day before. His pursuers had found him, rendering his schemes dead in the proverbial and very literal water. Not only that, but the planetary security forces had been given a description of him with a number of crimes attached, both real and fictional. The short version was that if he didn't quickly change his image and identity, he was bound to be caught.

Maybe it was the lack of sleep, or maybe it was the fistfight-turned-chase fifteen minutes prior that had led to him having to steal a canoe from a couple on a romantic date, but he was getting sloppy. His spycraft had never been the best to begin with, but with everything that had happened it had reached a new level of messy. This was how he had come to the conclusion that he just needed to steal as many ID's as he could in order to find one he could reasonably approximate.

Of course, once his second target had marked him as a thief, rather loudly, he realized his plan was poorly thought out and unnecessarily risky. Sithspit, what am I even doing right now? This is just going to draw even more attention to me.

Drawing an arm around his head to shield his face from their view, he turned and nearly dove into a nearby alleyway. He had to make some distance between him and his pursuers, in case someone with an unusually strong sense of justice came knocking, but he also couldn't let what he had gathered go to waste. He began sifting through the three wallets, checking for identification. only one even remotely came close to looking like his current appearance, but nothing he had on hand was gonna make him, a lanky man in his thirties with dyed dark hair, look like a teenager.

"What a bust," Zasabi sighed as he tossed the others away. Maybe he could make this one work somehow. Sifting through the rest of the contents of the wallet, he found what he considered to be less than spare change and, curiously a piece of flimsiplast.

Flipping over the flimsi, he found that it was apparently a picture. "Didn't think they made these anymore," he muttered. So not only had he stolen a bunch of worthless wallets, but he had apparently stolen an antique photograph of someone's.... relative?

Sighing deeply, Zasabi pulled out a cigarette and began to light it. "Just one of those days I guess...
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Re: A day like no other

Post by Adar Bolner » Sat Feb 15, 2020 10:28 am

The chase was on.

Adar thought he would be able to catch up to the criminal, but it seems he was far more capable than he originally gave him credit for. That and his lack of exercise, despite all the lifting he did in his factory work. He thought about contacting the police, but by the time they would arrive, the thief would be off the city, maybe even off the planet. No, he had to catch up to him now.

He only caught a glimpse of the pickpocket, but his dyed dark hair made it easier to track him. Adar also noted that he was probably in his thirties, and he was both astounded and dumbfounded at his ease of movement through the crowd and streets. I guess with age comes experience he thought. As the thought crossed his mind, the thief dove into an alleyway and, to his eyes, seemed to vanish. "How did he just do that?" Adar exclaimed, feeling a sense of defeat like never before.

However, that wasn't the only thing he would feel today. This... sensation. It was very similar to a gut feeling, or when a moment of clarity hits you. But it was more focused, almost like hearing a voice echo in the void of space. Adar didn't understand what it was, but he "followed" it, as if that made any more sense. He walked further down the long alleyway he was on, only to find it empty. Not even a rat was around, so that he could at least ask as to the whereabouts of the one he was after. The other side of this path lead to a street with dozens of Naboo citizens. Now it was impossible to find him, and even if he did he wouldn’t find his wallet. Maybe someone would recover it and bring it to a law enforcement unit. He begrudgingly decided to get on that road, head to a police station to report the crime, and head on to work.

But as he turned left to exit, he saw a man resting just at the turn of the wall of the wall,facing the busy street. He looked tense, and had just lit up a cigarette. The only thing Adar could think upon looking at him was that this man must have been going through tough times. Though he rarely talked to strangers, his grandfather would always try to help someone in need, or at least cheer them up, even if it was a beggar on the streets. It was immature of him to chase a thief for a photo of his grandfather, when the best way to remember him was to follow in his footsteps, and try to be better. Maybe he would dig up more information on those legends he talked about.

And so, Adar approached the smoking fellow. "Hey there, are you alright? You look more worried than a death row inmate on execution day!" he said, with a warm voice, cracking a smile and letting out a small laugh at the end.
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Re: A day like no other

Post by Zasabi Ray » Mon Feb 17, 2020 8:04 am

Zasabi's head lifted sharply, his cigarette crumpling into his palm as a fist came up. In a split second he had gone from a state of repose to a combat stance, and upon seeing Adar's face the tension faded just as fast. This kid wasn't one of his pursuers.

"Sorry kid," he muttered, shaking out his now burned hand. In his surprise, the cigarette butt had made it's way into his palm and left a small char mark. "You're honestly not far off."

Once he studied the boy's appearance, he realized that he recognized him. Lifting up the wallet he had held onto, he noticed that the identification had a much more serious version of the boy that stood before him.

"Well, [censored]," Zasabi sighed sheepishly. "Guess you caught me red handed kid. Here, it's all still in there."

After handing the wallet back, he went to take out another cigarette only to find the carton was empty. Crumpling it in a shaky hand, he let out a steady sigh. " Might want to get out of here if you don't want to get caught up in some bad business, kid. This alley's not likely to be safe much longer."
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Re: A day like no other

Post by Adar Bolner » Wed Feb 19, 2020 2:21 pm

Adar couldn't believe what he was seeing. The man he had in front of him. The man he just spoke to. He was the criminal he was just about to give up on. Once he admitted to the crime, Adar noticed the dyed dark hair this man had, which confirmed in his mind what he just heard, that this was in fact the thief he was after. He certainly didn't look like a criminal. He was well dressed and his demeanor looked like the one that any lawful citizen would have. It would appear that the portrayal of thieves, pirates and criminals differed far from reality. Or perhaps it was that this one was not as bad as he seemed.

Either way, he got his wallet back, but now he was curious to know what this man was doing, or what he meant when he said "This alley's not likely to be safe much longer". It was foolish to stay, to speak with a, perhaps wanted, criminal. But Adar was as much confused as he was curious about all that had just happened. This seemed like a mountain of luck, but didn’t feel like it.

He turned to the man and spoke in the a more shocked tone than before, but with the same calm voice. "I know that staying and speaking with you is stupid on my part, but you are the only one that would believe me that I caught up to you." He took in a deep breath, and let out a sigh. He was getting stressed, thinking that some assassin or thug or gangster was going to try and murder this man, and in the process kill him for being a witness or by proximity or by accident.

"I lost you when you went into the alleyway, and I only went in further because it felt like a thing I should do. I was about to give up but saw you in pain and wanted to cheer you up, like my grandpa did". Adar looked at the photo of his grandpa. He probably didn’t make sense now, or at worse started to sound like a crazy person. Nonetheless, he continued. "You may say I was just lucky, but to me it doesn't feel like luck. It feels more like fate. And it says a lot coming from someone that doesn't really believe in it." He took another deep breath. "Also I thought criminals were ruthless, but I don't appear to be dead... yet" he said jokingly, to lighten the heavy mood a bit.
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Re: A day like no other

Post by Zasabi Ray » Thu Feb 20, 2020 8:06 am

Zasabi frowned at the boy's words. On one hand, it was undeniably naive tripe worthy of his apparent age. On the other... there was something about what he was saying. Something that made him want to take a risk.

The Shadow journeyman had not left himself open to the Force in almost a year. Once it became clear to him that the Sith assassins on his tail were following him through the Force like a Vornskr, he had clamped down on his abilities and presence, living the life of someone dulled to the living pulse of the galaxy.

For the first time in a year, Zasabi opened up the floodgates ever so slightly. It was like tasting pure, cool water after a year in an arid desert. His stance changed immediately, losing some of the tension and strain.

Two things happened all at once.

First, Zasabi saw something he had not seen in some time. The boy practically glowed in the Force, radiating a presence of certainty that filled Zasabi with the feeling that there was something greater at work here. This was no mere chance- this was in fact fate.

The second was the red plucking of a string, imperceptible save for the fact that he had taken that moment to truly open his eyes.

They were about to be attacked.

"Get down!" Zasabi yelled as he swiped an arm across the boy's shoulders, trying to fling him out of the way. Hot pain flashed in his left shoulder, a creeping numbness beginning to spread as he rolled behind a dumpster. The booming sound of a slugthrower followed- no one but his pursuers would bother with that. They had run out of time.

"Kid! I'm gonna try to make an opening for you. Get moving and cover your face- if they see it, you'll be next, you hear me?"
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Re: A day like no other

Post by Adar Bolner » Fri Feb 21, 2020 8:22 pm

Adar layed staggered on the floor, the echo of some kind of rifle was the only thing he could hear. The shot was aimed at him, but either the attacker had the worst aim in the galaxy or he could predict what the man would do next. The wall where he stood was unharmed, but the spot where Adar was positioned was charred. Thanks to this man, he was alive. As he regained his composure and the adrainaline started to kick in, he noticed that he and the man were behind a dumpster taking cover. It would seem that his fears He took a moment to check if he was hit, and it would seem the shot grazed his shoulder. Adar was, thanks to him, unharmed.

It was then that the man told Adar to get away from here. He seemed confident that they wouldn't chase him if his face was hidden, but he would take no chances. He would rent a room and stay there, so as to not endager his father by leading the assasin,or assasins, to his home. Because only an assasin would fire once and with such precision. The nearest hotel was a bit far however. Adar was not used to sneaking around his neighborhood, but he did know a few blindspots he could hide and move with a bit more safety. His plan relied on the hitman not wanting to cause a mass shooting, which they would have done this instance but choose not to.

"Understood, but now I want even more answears, so don't do something stupid." Despite eveything that had just occured, Adar felt his senses as sharp as ever, and his mind more clear than ever before. Adrenaline is one hell of a drug, thank you mother nature!, he thought.

He run into the street, making sure to put his arms in his face in such a way tha his forearmes covered everything except his eyes.

People were running for safety, scared ,frightened and confused. There was mass panic and mass hysteria, what could be heard through all of this was the many screams and the crying of children. Adar passed through the crowd, getting as much distance as he could before sprinting down a set of stairs that lead to park, and were really out of sight. He took a moment to catch his breath, and hoped that this would blow over soon. For a moment his mind went to the man that saved him, but he knew he should not be worried, as he seemed to have some experience with running, as well as being pursuit.
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Re: A day like no other

Post by Zasabi Ray » Fri Feb 21, 2020 11:00 pm

Zasabi gritted his teeth. He had only one good idea for drawing enough attention that the kid could make it out alive, but he really didn't want to go through with it. Still, in for a cred, in for a credstick.

Drawing on his frustration and pain, he drew his right hand over his bleeding shoulder. Red lightning snapped out briefly, like static fingers digging into his flesh. A nasty reddish-black scab began to form over the bullet wound, sealing it temporarily and allowing him the use of his left arm again.

Pulling out a pair of blasters, Zasabi immediately rolled onto the balls of his feet in a deep squat, calling again on the Force to fill his legs with a burst of energy. Releasing it all at once, he flew up into the air as if pulled from a harness, flipping through his legs to face the direction of the shooter.

Hanging upside-down in midair, the Shadow knew he had only seconds to find and disable the shooter. The fact that only one shot had rang out suggested that this was one of his pursuer's hunter-killer droids, taking a shot of opportunity after informing it's master of his presence. If he stopped it now, he could potentially escape long enough to recover from his injuries and figure out his next step.

Sinking into the force, he closed his eyes. He could feel the tight strings of potential surrounding and penetrating him, countless outcomes and possibilities represented in his mind's eye through a symphony of strings waiting to be plucked. One string burned crimson- the droid, even now tightening it's digits on the trigger of it's slugthrower. His leap had caught it's predictive software offguard, but the Sith did not spare expense when it came to tools of murder and mayhem. He could sense the building of potential energy as time slowed to a crawl. He felt, without seeing, where he had to aim his blaster.

Two blasts, one a concussive explosion of propellant and burnt metal, the other an unleashing of superheated plasma screeching down the barrel of a gun. They soared past each other, the blaster bolt burning the edges of the bullet in midflight. As one sank into the photoreceptor of a droid, the other skipped across Zasabi's ribs.

Letting out a gasp of pain, he lost control of his flip, one leg slamming into a jutting portion of Naboo architecture. He had enough presence of mind to grab hold of a windowsill, letting him fling his battered body through a window and onto the glass covered floor.

Bleeding from multiple cuts and what had thankfully been a graze, Zasabi shook his head savagely. He didn't have time to be injured. Even with the droid down, it just meant he had to get a move on. Clamping down once again on his Force presence, he holstered his blasters behind him, letting his coat hide their presence from casual observation. As the numbness began to return to his left shoulder, he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a syringe. Biting off the cap, he jabbed it into his shoulder and snarled, feeling the bacta spreading into his system. Taking a deep breath, he half ran, half stumbled down the stairs leading out into the street he had left earlier.

It was chaos. Naboo was a peaceful enough place that the sounds of nearby gunfire were enough to send people into a panic. It was quite helpful, actually- with people busy preserving their own lives, they paid him no attention whatsoever. Hopefully this'll slow the Sith down, he considered as he followed the flow of humanity away from the alleyway. Just hope that kid made it out Ok...
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Re: A day like no other

Post by Adar Bolner » Sun Feb 23, 2020 10:59 am

Another two shots echoed in the distance, but you wouldnt be wrong if you mistook them as one since they were fired simultaneously. Adar was just barerly able to distinguice one from the other. Either way, if the first shot caused panic to the people of Naboo, these ones caused mass hysteria.

After catching his breath, he noticed that the park he was in was the one he would always come to after work to relax. It was nice to be in a familiar place, but he was immediatly put back into his fight or flight response after hearing some rustling comming from a nearby bush. Adar was preparing himself to charge at what he assumed was an enemy, but instead he heard a voice. The voice of a young, afraid and alone female child. "Mommy... where are you?..." The small child stuck its head out to one side of the bush, a scared a expression in he face, with tears running down her cheeks. Adar's heart sunk. He had to get away. For all he knew, there was someone or something attacking that man right now, and someone else might be following him. But he couldn't leave this poor child behind. He would hate himself for even putting her in the slightest of danger.

"Hey, I dont know where your mommy is, but there are some bad people out there doing bad things right now, and I can get you to safety at my father's house." If the park is here, my house should be down the street. If I just drop her there, and then get out, the assasin shouldn't think I have any connection there. Those were the thoughts of Adar at that moment. He looked at the girl, and saw that she didn't fully trust him. "I understand if you are hesitant, or dont trust me, but the bad people are after me as well, so we have to hurry." He offered his hand out to her. He could almost feel the conflict in her, as if a battle was raging. But,thankfully, she grabbed his arm. Adar breathed a sigh of relief. "Right, let's get to safety. And dont worry, we'll find your mother."

They got up the stairs and into the road, and run as quick as they could to reach the end of the road. Despite the chaotic situation, they reached Adar's home. He knocked at the door as loud as he could, and his father rushed to open it. "Adar! You are alright! Thank Creation!" Adar wasn't sure of that yet, however. "Not exactly, but no time to explain. Make sure the little girl is alright, I'll contact you when I find him and get some distance."

His father didn't know what to say. His son wasn't one to get into trouble. After a moment of shock, he yelled at Adar in a strick, yet confused manner. "This is little Serry, right? And what did you do Adar? Where are you going?!" Adar begun moving up the street again. He yelled "I told you, no time to ex-" He saw the man that had stolen from him, give him his wallet back and save him. He stood out form the crowd, as he was the one not running in a panic. Adar noticed he was even more wounded than before, with a big wound in his chest. The wound in his left shoulder however was closed. Just who is this man?

"Hey! What the hell happened? You are injured! Come with me in my house!" He begun moving towards him, so that he could carry him as best as he could in his shoulders
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Re: A day like no other

Post by Zasabi Ray » Sun Feb 23, 2020 4:55 pm

He had made an effort to blend in with the crowd, at first. It wasn't hard- even on a world like Naboo there was enough diversity that he didn't stand out, and his coat was dark enough to hide the injuries he had taken. Still, even just maintaining the facade of terror was draining enough, and so what began as a hurried jog dribbled down into a slow walk, faltering and uneven. His eyes had begun to turn glassy from the pain, but he couldn't inject more bacta without drawing attention to himself, even in a crowd like this. Now that the local security forces were responding to the emergency, drawing attention was equivalent to signing his own death warrant.

"Hey! What the hell happened?"

Zasabi turned a pair of dull eyes onto the voice, seeing a familiar face. "Kid?" he wheezed out. "I told you to get moving. What are you still..." as his voice trailed off, he realized he had made it some distance away from the scene of the battle.

"You are injured! Come with me in my house!"

Zasabi didn't so much accept the shoulder so much as lose his footing, slipping an arm across the boy's back to keep himself upright. "This is a bad idea," he muttered hazily, The kid was too benevolent for his own good. If even one of his pursuers droids had spotted him in the mass of humanity, then this kid and his whole family were done for.

He didn't make it far into the house, sliding off of Adar onto one knee. He managed to slip off his trenchcoat, revealing the extent of his injuries. Dark crimson blood soaked into his left shoulder, the nasty scar tissue from his use of the dark side to repair his injury starting to unravel while on the right his shirt had changed from a blue to a dark purple where the slugthrower round had ricocheted off of his ribs.

"Check the...coat pockets," he hissed through clenched teeth. "Bacta patches. Get the shoulder...first, the ribs look worse than they are."
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