Another night, same old nightmare

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Another night, same old nightmare

Post by Tharaht Zhinthet » Thu Mar 19, 2020 9:22 pm

Another night, 3am. Find myself jumping off my resting place, a bunch of rags and cartboards, laying on a another filthy Nar Shadaa alley. Its been a couple of days since i got here, coming from Corellia, my home planet. After many years being raised by my adorable grandma, i decided to go out and live by my own. I wont lie, lossing her to some low life worms who just wanted to get free food instead of earning it legaly, it helped me decide to leave my home and explore the galaxy, find my place in this universe.
Find myself sleeping on the streets again, checking my left arm once again. Can´t get that image off of my head. Red beam of light cutting through it, some kind of machine attaching a cybernetic prosthesis in its place....the pain! The pain is unbearable! thats the worst part of the dream...i can feel it, like it was happening right now...the pain....

Another day in the lovely Nar Shaddaa. Cantinas and casinos packed with wealthy creatures trying to eran even more for their pockets, finding out the house always wins. Low life aliens running the streetsm looking for an easy way to get credits to make other lowlife feel worst than them. Just another normal day on the neighborhood.
Tharaht walk around this crouded place, trying to find a decent job, something his grandma Corine tought him. Corine Zhinthet, lovely old lady, raising a problematic kid, teaching him the right ways to live his life. Poor old lady, had to take care of this young boy after finding him crying on the streets, next to blown up building. "War catches us all" she said, caresing the boys head, hugging him to make his pain go away "Its on us to learn how to deal with it and move on...remember the ones we lost, dont get stuck with them".
Washing the thought out of his head, Tharaht stands up, ready his dirty clothes, tighten up his short ponytail and grab that little box Corine gave him as a child, and start wondering around the streets, looking for a board, a sing, a letter stick on post or something, he desperatly needs a way to get money and food.

Can´t get that thought out of my head. What did she mean when she told me to always reach for the stars whitin me? Can´t get this frigging box open!

Tharaht walks down the next street, avoiding more vagabonds, spice adicts and more, reaching a small, hidden cantina. A little filthy den with a couple of people on some tables and nothing more than toxic air, full of smoke and who knows what else. A small sign caught his attention "help wanted". He rushed to the counter to try asking the bartender for the job....this was the opportunity he was looking for...
"I dont know if you are made for this, kid. This place is not half empty just cuz economy smells, this sector is not well protected and if you run into some special people, you could end up in really wierd places". Tharaht took a step back and looking all cocky replied him "Im not a kid anymore, i know how to defend myself" . The bartender took a long look at the young man and pointed him to a far away table, almost hidden in a dark corner of the cantina... "go have a sit, drink is on the house, i´ll see what i can do". Tharaht grabbed the liqeur cup the man gave him and went straight for the table. Maybe it was time he finally got some luck.

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Re: Another night, same old nightmare

Post by Neive Undant » Thu Mar 26, 2020 9:35 pm

Although it was rare for him to be anywhere near Hutt space, Prazutis now sat in orbit of Nar Shadaa, his delta shuttle used to hide his affiliation to the Empire.

Prazutis watched the front viewport as the shuttle entered the atmosphere, making its way down towards a landing pad.

After a lead on a ring smuggling extra food to corrupt imperials, willing to waste the Empire’s defense budget on overindulging in alcohol, spice and sweets, Prazutis came to break the chain of the problem: a group of smugglers Who shipped these products to the Corporate sector. Rather than waiting for them to arrive there, the High Inquisitor decided it be best if he was proactive, seeking them out and coming to a small bar within Nar Shadaa’s atmosphere.

Stepping down from the loading ramp, Prazutis took a brief look over the area before walking through the crowd, donning a black robe that replaced his usual inquisitorious cape, in order to hide his true allegiance from those on the planet that wished for the Empire’s downfall...
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Re: Another night, same old nightmare

Post by Tharaht Zhinthet » Mon Mar 30, 2020 6:33 pm

Few minutes has passed and Tharaht remain on the dark corner of the cantina, taking that drink sip by sip, checking his surroundings, trying to pay as much attention to the few clients the place have. Bartender checking his notes, looking outside like expecting someone, didnt look more suspisious that the otheres around.
Tharaht grab the little box inside his backpoket and startswondering whats inside of it that made his granda so interested on him to get it open.
Few people came in and out of the cantina, bartender still on his holocom with a hooded person as Tharaht lost track of time playing with the little trinket, concentrating on it. Suddenly, everything went black, he raised his head to try and understant where he was and, with a blinding light, he was back at his house....Corine´s house....

"what are you doing there, doing nothing? move kid, come on, clean up!"

This isn´t real, i know. I have dreams like this one before, it feels so good to see her but....i remember that day.

Things started to get wierd in the cantina. As he got carried away by his memory and thoughts, bottles and glasses started to shake and fall from the tables around him, even chairs and tables shaking. Everything revolving faster and faster as Tharaht went deeper into his thought....the images of his grandma being atack and killed was perturbing his mind really deeply.

Can´t watch this again, i don´t wanna go through this pain, not again, not again....not again!!!

Tharaht emotions run rampage on the place. Almost causing an explosion, throwing everythin away, disturbing not only people inside, but every one walking pass the cantina.
Openeing hes eyes like jumping off of a nightmare, Tharaht realised the mess the place was. Bartender coming out from behind the counter....

"What happened here, kid? And here me thinking you were out of place...have you lost your mind?!?!"

"Im sorry sir, no idea what your talking about, I....what happened here?"

As he was saying this words, the bartender look at him with a wierd face and start running away. The boy look around trying to find an explanation and then it hitted him. He didn´t know what it was, didnt´t know where it came from but he could feel something going on someplace near. Something was pulling him out of the place, like calling him. He exits the cantina and, between all the confused people, he noticed a misterious hooded man that seems out of place. He could sence something about him that felt like pulling him towards him.

"Ex-excuse me sir, do you....did you see what happen here? I feel like.....do we know eachother?"

The boy just stared and gaze this man who doesnt seem to be paying much attention. He turn around, watching the cantina again, trying to understand what could have cause all the fuzz. He didn´t wanna admit it but, his first chance of starting over looked really bad, and it didn´t even start yet.

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Re: Another night, same old nightmare

Post by Neive Undant » Sat Apr 04, 2020 9:02 pm

Prazutis gave a pause as he approached the bar. His target, a bartender that had been supplying the smugglers, worked in this bar almost all the time. But that wasn’t what caused him to stop.

A burst of energy, uncontrolled and unfocused... as if the force user within had no idea it was happening, had no purpose for such energy...

A force user in a place like this, Prazutis thought... a common place, however strange it was, for sensitives to unknowingly awaken their unforeseen connection with the force...

Prazutis wanted this one on his side sooner rather than later.

As he entered the bar, it seemed like the energy had caused quite a stir in the bar. Patrons were running past Prazutis out the door, with the bartender in question not far behind.

Prazutis saw him a second early, and had enough time to reach his cortosis gauntlet out, grasping the bartender’s throat within the metal palm of his armor.

“I have business with you.” He said, reaching through the force to fling the bartender across the room, before looking towards the source of the energy...

He was young, obviously unaware of his potential...

“That explosion was you?” He asked, walking towards the table, trying to look as non threatening as possible, albeit the black robe and armor that held his spirit, along with the spiked helmet that sat on top, weren’t exactly peaceful images...
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Re: Another night, same old nightmare

Post by Tharaht Zhinthet » Sun Apr 05, 2020 8:10 pm

Tharaht was still dizzy from the little scene he unintentionally caused when he sense the strange man. He was not focused on him at the beggining but, after the bartender was thrown away by him, he turned to Tharaht asking about the explosion...

"Explosion? what are you talking about? I....the pain again!"

Tharaht closed his eyes again writhing in pain, holding his left arm firmly, strngly, almost about to rip it away from his body. The nightmare came again in the middle of the cantina, for some reason, the strange force he was sencing on this man pulled him down into pain, what brought his nightmare back to his thoughts.

The strange man keep walking towards him, making him feel more and more pain with every step he took foward. The image of his arm being severed with such violence, was being carved deeply in his brain, to almost feel like he needed to rip it apart for real. That feeling made the place start trembling again. floor shaking, glasses breaking, forniture flying around, like a little tornado trying to level the whole sector. But the hooded man standed still...

"Please, please, please! stay away, i cant stand it....make it go away, please!"

A new image came to Tharahts minda as the strage man got closer. The red beam weapon he always saw in his night mare, now ignited again infront of him, preparing to strike him down once more. He can not see who is holding it, all hesees is a black robe, hooded man. And that triggered a furious reaction on the young one that, this time, really ended up in an explosion, blowing the whole cantina away and all the people around it....but the hooded man standed still.

"I-I saw....you? Who are you? What do you want from me? I can feel it now, what the old lady wanted me to feel...i dont know what it is, but i know its there, and you are causing it to burn me from inside out!!! Tell me who you are or i swear i´ll do my best to make you tell me!"

Tharaht reached for his pocket again, that little trinket his grandma gave him was glowing bright and he could feel it feeding him power. The hooded man started walking towards the boy again, making Tharaht tighten his grip on the trinket, like looking for more pawer to stop him...

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Re: Another night, same old nightmare

Post by Neive Undant » Thu Apr 09, 2020 11:16 pm

(OOC: I’ll work with it, but for future reference, Force sensitives here begin with no power, but rather are to use this thread to discover their power. While I can see nightmares and a change of energy, literal explosions aren’t really something you could perform, accidental or not. However, I’ll work with the post you already made :D )

Prazutis observed the energy around him change. He could feel the fear, the terror in both the room and in the boy before him, unable to reply as he fell into a panic.

Prazutis wasn’t completely sure of the situation, but from what he could see, the boy was in another world, almost having a conscious nightmare, out of his mind for the moment... was he on spice? Prazutis wondered just for a moment before finally putting his hand out...

Prazutis felt the force’s flow, the boy before him a conduit of Force energy, neutral as a blank slate, able to be molded into whatever the boy seemed fit to become...

“ I-I saw....you? Who are you?...”

Prazutis looked upon the boy, seeming as if he had entered himself into the nightmare that the boy had fallen into. On the spot, Prazutis spoke, his spirit emanating his voice from within his hollow helmet.

“I’ve simply come with an offer...” he said, judging the boy’s appearance for just a moment... what could he use to persuade him? What could he learn about the boy, to use to calm him down?
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Re: Another night, same old nightmare

Post by Tharaht Zhinthet » Fri Apr 10, 2020 8:54 pm

Seconds keep passing and Tharaht´s still wondering in his own thoughts. The image of his grandma being attacked and killed, kept feeding him pain and anger. The little trinket in his hand glowing even brighter, almost burning his hand. And the hooded man still standing infront of him...

"I´ve simple come with an offer..."

Words pass through Tharaht´s mind, triggering one last memory. In his nightmare, grandma Corine´s standing right infront of him, that night, far far away in time, barely recognizable. The night both met, the night she adopted a greving child sobing outside a destroyed building...

"Lets make a deal...I´ll make you an offer: stay with us tonight and we let you show you how big the galaxy is..."

The memory was a bit blurry but Tharaht could remember the other face. A young girl standing besides Corine. Dark hair, blue eyes, holding Corine´s hand, with a mixture of a smile and scared face, loking back at him, now stretching her little arm towards him, inviting him to join them.

Back in reality, pain and the hooded man´s own force, has put Tharaht to his knees. The boy´s energy flowing around the place starting to decrease at the memory of the little girl back in the days. Tharaht now stretching his right arm, trying to hold her hand, put his trinket in front of the hooded man without noticing, every bit of flowing energy now canalizing into it, kinda like imploding back into, making the boy slowly lose consciousness...

"Wait..for..me....Thany"

(OCC: Duly noted. I thought it could be like his way of discovering his force power but guess i went too far, anyway, thx for the note and the answers! :D )

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Re: Another night, same old nightmare

Post by Neive Undant » Fri Apr 10, 2020 11:05 pm

Prazutis watched the boy for a moment as he slipped into his own mind, losing his grip completely on what was around him. Sighing, he took only a moment to put his hand out, finding the bartender’s life force through the room and pulling his throat into Prazutis’ hand again.

You have been supplying a group of smugglers with needless portions of alcohol and foodstuffs. Do you know who they’re being paid by?

The bartender just shook his head, obviously terrified.

Interesting. Because the imperial officers who were spending their budget on these supplies named a pair of smugglers, and mentioned a barkeep. And considering those two smugglers are your regulars, I thought you would know something about the situation.

Prazutis tossed the bartender aside, kneeling down to quickly ensure the boy wasn’t seriously hurt.

“Is there... some way you can turn your head from this? Some credits getting lost from my profits, maybe?”

Prazutis stopped for a moment, standing up and grabbing his lightsaber hilt, unclipping it from his belt.

Of course.

The bartender stood up, nervous before Prazutis willed him quickly towards him, grabbing the barkeep’s shirt.

I don’t pay attention to dead men.

His lightsaber ignited through the chest of the bartender only a moment before it closed again, leaving a seared hole in his chest and letting the bartender’s body slump to the floor.
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Re: Another night, same old nightmare

Post by Tharaht Zhinthet » Mon Apr 13, 2020 5:03 pm

The energy flow, coming in and out of Tharaht clearly left him exhausted, almost making him lose consciousness. Now, like coming out of a trance, the boy regain composure opening his eyes, right in the moment the hooded man performed a trick and move the bartender lying far away, back to his hand.

"That...thing, how you did that? I felt it..."

Tharaht almost whispered the words, catching brefly the attention of the man who tossed the bartender away and kneeled infront of him to ensure he was ok.
Tharaht heard the voice of the bartender talking to the man, tho he didnt understood what he said, and suddenly after replaying, the hooded man ignited his weapon.

A sudden rush of adrenaline run through Tharaht´s veins as the hooded man´s saber carved its way through the bartender´s chest. Watching the same beam of light he always see and feel in his nightmares, sensing its power lighting on and off, remembering how it felt throught his own flesh.

"Oh my....that thing, what is that? Did you felt it? the power, the heat...I felt in you, like...calling me. Who are you? Can you help me?"

Still on his knees, Tharaht, full of uncertainties and unaswered questions, look at his trinket feeling its warm and shining light fade as he put it back in his pocket.

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Re: Another night, same old nightmare

Post by Neive Undant » Mon Apr 13, 2020 11:20 pm

Prazutis gave some thought to the words of the confused boy as he knelt in front of him, returning his metal hilt to his belt. Clearly, this boy knew not of his power, or of the force itself... he needed a teacher, and obviously had a drive to learn...

You have many questions, boy... come with me, and I can answer them in time.” he said, putting the right arm of his armor out, the hollow metal holding no body heat, evident of Prazutis’ incorporeal form within the armor.

You have power you don’t understand... I can help you discover it, and hone it.
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