Flick of a Feather (Shawn, open)

[Zherathul the Voidscale]

as she waited for his response, she stretched her limbs and let out a loud yawn, bending her neck until a pop sounded from her neck. as his voice came over the line, she took a deep breath, and spun the command chair in a bored manner, almost childish like. “hope you got some decent rest, and i’m sorry for disturbing you. when you have the time, i’m ready to show you the data. i’m sure you will like what i got,” she spoke, then stopped the seat, and stood up, as the comms system went cold. moving to the consoles, she loaded the data into a blank datapad, so it would be easy to transport and show him when he arrived. taking a hold of the ribbons that lined around the night robe, she tied it closed, to make herself more decent looking, and she smoothed the robe, as despite how look it was, it still showed her form well.

[shawn]

Making a kind of dissatisfied face to her shutting down the comlink so quickly for no bother. Getting back up Shawn went to his wardrobe and opened it. Very few items were in the wardrobe but slowly he shifted through the few outfits in it before stopping and looking upon one with a smile. Before his humble blue eyes lay a sight for his heart, deep red with a few burn marks in the sleeves and gold trimming along the sleeve cuffs, color, and lower hems. Getting a few good memories from way in the past he slowly pushed past it to grab a set of normal brown and white Jedi attire. Replacing his current attire with that one he shut the doors before moving over to a small trunk to the side no longer than maybe 4ft and 2ft wide.

Kneeling down infront of it he traced his hand along the top before it went down slowly to the lock placed on the front. Placing his index finger on bio-metric scanner the lights on the front flashed green before the locking mechanism made a ping sound of unlatching and began to slowly push open from the top, side, and front, unfolding into a weapons case. On both of the sides were several different types blaster pistols all of which were easily concealable, the bottom and back were lined with different styles of lightsabers ranging from dual bladed to dual phase to shoto and even to a rare flat bladed saber, and then was the top. The top was something more rare than an of the other pieces and this is because latched to the top and in solid black sheaths were 2 Jedi Katana that were from so long ago not many people knew they ever existed and it was by chance Shawn had come across these in his searches of the unknown regions and forbidden outter rim planets. Grabbing these two blades vice his lightsabers he placed them on his back before leaving his quarters.

After a lonely elevator ride down to the hangar bay Shawn found himself entering the Fosh's ship once more. Making his way to the bridge and command center again he came around the corner to it and knocked on the side. "Anyone home?" Shawns voice was low so that he might not wake her if she was still sleeping.

[Zherathul the Voidscale]

hearing the loading bay open and the footsteps of the arriving male, she ran her hands along her front some more to make herself a little more decent, and waited for his knock at the entrance to the cockpit. spinning softly around in the chair, she stood up softly and smiled softly. “welcome. decided to not wait, i take it,” she spoke, then waved her hand to offer him the seat of the co-pilot. sitting back down, she took the datapad in hand, and waited for him to sit down. “i am sorry for my words earlier, i meant no disrespect when i declined your offer. i was still upset, and i don’t like to leave the comfort of the Aviana’s Talon,” she spoke, as she slowly spun to face the co-pilot seat. moving a hand to her head, she softly ran her taloned fingers through her feathered hair, as it turned a greenish color.

[shawn]

Shawn smiled to the Fosh's welcoming before nodding and slowly taking the offered seat beside her. Taking long strides in slowly he sat down beside her and slowly shifted in the seat to get comfortable with the two blades on his back. "How was your rest young one? And thank you for the apology...the offer still stands. The Jedi quarters are up near the bridge if you change you mind." Smiling still Shawn looked out the big front window at the empty bay that they sat in.

"So what have you found? Anything of interest?" Shawn spoke softly as he turned back to face her with a soft eye. Shawn was very gentle with young Jedi and even old, his misfortunes in life and his memories having taught him to be humble with all, if he could. Shifting a bit again Shawn decided to reach back behind him slowly and remove the two long blades from their sheaths to set to the side. Both made out of a fine looking metal the most attractive part came from the crystals at the hilt that held a radiance of force to them. Setting them beside to lean against the control panel Shawn leaned back again into the seat much more comfortable. "And also if I may ask...why have you strayed from the light? It is much easier to have a Sith chase you when they sense that strong goodness than the inbetween like either of us have."

[Zherathul the Voidscale]

looking at him with slightly narrowed eyes and her feathered hair turning a slight gray as she listened to his words, she sighed softly and leaned back. “i rested okay, and still a no, sorry,” she spoke, turning her gaze from him to the datapad. tapping a few keys and bringing up the location coordinates she had discovered, she turned her gaze from it to him for a tiny bit to watch him unsheathe the blades, looking at them once, then passing it off.

bringing up the coordinates for him to view, she passed him the datapad. “look for yourself,” she spoke, then relaxed and sighed again. “so you know, i was never a part of the ‘Light Side’. that Sith, he was chasing me, cause i refused, and he took it to hunting me. it had no reason to do with the fact i was playing both sides, or the fact that i was with a jedi at the time. it simply was because i refused,” she spoke, then stood up. stretching her limbs, she rubbed her neck, and bent her neck, popping her joints and sighing. moving to a small shelf, she picked up a small holopic, and smiled softly, as it was of a small fosh with two people in robes, one with dark robes and one in brown robes.

[shawn]

Shawn took the datapad slowly from the female and flipped it around in his hands, his eyes skimming over the data as she spoke. This was great information that was passing before his eyes, trade routes, convoy schedules, outposts, but none of it was over the hidden stronghold that he was looking for. His only lead had been that ship and its captain for the base and having been following that ship for months cost him a great deal of picking but was supposed to be a big hit to the Sith. Leaning back into the seat until it tilted Shawn took his eyes off the pad to listen with great intent on the Fosh. So she was never a Jedi nor a Sith but rather just a force user who learned the way of both sides.

Shifting in his seat some and kicking his feet up onto the console Shawn continued to study the female and the listen intently upon he words before watching her move over to something off the side, a holopic. Not even having to see the picture Shawn felt it brought he some sort of happiness as he watched her body language sort of change to a bit softer of a tone. Shawn knew how she felt a little about past lives and experiences but could never fully understand what she had gone through to never really pick a side. He had once belonged to the Order so to understand he fully he could never do but understand her now he could. "If it helps I belong to neither side now also...not since I first became a knight and lost my master to a Sith ambush. I however spent many years away from the fighting to study and travel the unknown regions and outer rim with this crew. I learned many things and if you would like, as another outcast, I can help train you up some...help you understand a bit more about both sides and playing the line a bit thinner. You are young still and though I am getting up there in age I think I can help train you some if you are willing still."

Sliding his boots from the panel and leaning himself forward he placed arms on his legs and looked softly upon her from behind before smiling and pushing himself up out of his chair. Leaning over he grabbed the two katanas form their positions and lifted them up and over his head to be placed back into the sheaths. Stepping up to her and behind her almost like a looming figure Shawn placed a soft hand on her shoulder before speaking. "You can get ahold of me either by com or by walking up...the room closest to the bridge is mine. I am normally meditating, reading, or training in some way so feel free to come participate...oh and thank you for the data even though its not exactly what I needed I will defiantly use it to bring the Siths power hold lower." With that Shawn's hand left the Foshes shoulder as he turned away from her and began to exit the craft. "And if your ever wondering the name is Shawn O'connor...and the ship you are on is the research vessel turned assault vessel the Oracle."

[Zherathul the Voidscale]

as she looked at the holopic with a soft smile, she turned her head in a minuscule manner towards him, she listened to his words. thinking of how she was still not fully trained, her training cut short by the death of her masters, she turned her gaze fully to the picture. wondering if she should continue training from the lessons of her masters, which had made her as she is now, or begin to seek training from others, which she had avoided for years.

thinking about it, she was pulled from her thoughts when his hand rested on her shoulder. looking at him, she smiled softly, and nodded at his words. watching him begin to leave, she followed him, and before he reached the exit ramp, she grabbed his arm, and then took the datapad, taking a small chip from the datapad, as the screen flashed and showed that data had become unrestricted and visible. “my name is Avegira, and i will contact you if i come to a decision,” she spoke, then handed him back the datapad, and stepped back.

[shawn]

Shawn was surprised to feel her grasp his arm and looking at her was still eve more surprised when she removed the restriction chip from the data pad. Then out of the blue she spoke and said her name was Avegira. Smiling a bit Shawn turned around to face her fully as she stepped back. Tilting his head some he just gave a small laugh before nodding to her. Turning back around again he began to walk slowly down the ramp and once stepping off of it he turned again.

Looking up at her from the base of the ramp he smiled softly still and with his humbled blue eyes gazing upon her spoke ever so gently. "I know how it is to lose someone that you care for deeply...and if you let it define you it will drag you down. When you are ready to train now or later I will be willing to train. I will be willing to help you through the past and into a bright new future." Giving her still a gentle smile Shawn turned on the balls of his feet and once more went to the elevator and pressed the button waiting for it to arrive so that he may once more return to his chambers find something new to do for the rest of his time awake.

[Zherathul the Voidscale]

smiling at his words as she listened, she nodded at what he meant. knowing what it was like, she would think on that, as she watched him turn and walk. waiting until he reached the elevator, she turned and made the loading ramp rise and close, as she moved to the mess hall.

after eating some food and some refreshments, she moved to her room, and started up the shower. stepping into the shower and washing herself, she used the time to think about things, as she had spent years without any new training except for her own, and it had worked out okay for her so far.

[shawn]

Shawn waited at the elevator to go back up to the main floor. It seemed to be taking a rather long time so as he waited he looked about the hangar bay. His small fighter was pretty beat up beside Avegira ship who also had sustained a decent amount of damage. Scattered about a distance form their two fighters were a few more fighters that had been damaged but not as badly in the fire fight earlier. Shaking his head a bit as he thought about the events Shawn slid over to a nearby crate and sat down still waiting on the elevator. Looking back to Avegira's ship he wondered how long she had been alone really and if she knew even who he was since she seemed to be very distant from either side of the force. Thinking on this as he sat and waited Shawn slowly shifted some so he could lean back against the bulkhead of the ship just pondering about everything about this Fosh he had picked up.

After about 20 minutes of sitting Shawn finally got up to look at the elevator doors. Huffing now with a bit of agitation Shawn summoned up a bit of control and forced the doors open with the Force. Looking up the shaft he could see the elevator sparking several decks up, the brakes on it locked in tight and shadows moving in and out of it along with the sound of tools working to repair the blasted old ship. Being out dated the ship held many scars of battle before this one and those repairs were made at every station it was still had to keep up with the limited fixes that could be done. Growling a little Shawn shook his head a bit more before the ship shuttered and then a huge explosion was heard as the force field outside the hangar flickered before shorting out.

As the shield disappeared the ships in the bay began to slide towards the darkness of space and lift from the steel deck. He himself began to move but quickly he found something to grab onto as several large pieces of metal drifted past the open bay. Seconds later the sirens of an air breach sounded as the huge blast doors of the bay began to close as an operator somewhere tried to seal them. Holding on for dear life Shawn saw the ships moving towards the blast doors at a high rate of speed. Knowing how bad this would be Shawn gathered the Force around him as he focused a tremendous amount of energy to him. Seconds later he reached out as his eyes shut and struck his palm towards all the ships. At first they continued to pickup speed before slowing down quite rapidly before the blast doors slammed shut and the ships all crashed hard onto the deck along with Shawn, most of them offset now with damaged landing gear. The ship had fallen into a small meter shower which was the cause of this all.

[Zherathul the Voidscale]

slowly taking the shower as she relaxed and thought about his offer, she stopped moving when she felt something that wasn’t good. narrowing her eyes, she suddenly felt the ship lurch, and she was forced out of the shower as her ship lurched more then it should of. scrambling to her feet and rushing to the cockpit, she pulled up the emergency startup sequence, and got her ship off the landing bays floor, turning to see the forcefield of the hanger gone. watching and keeping her ship steady despite the pressure change and the chaos, she struggled to keep the ship in control, and yelled several curses when her ship was sent bashing into the roof of the hanger. once she saw the blast doors slam closed, she made an angry sound, and landed the ship as best as she could, flinching when she heard metal groaning under stress, as she had to land on a wrecked fight.

standing up and moving to the landing ramp, she opened it up, and moved to the end of it, as it wasn’t touching the ground. “HEY!” she yelled when she saw Shawn, not caring that she wasn’t wearing anything, as she was mad enough to not care she was soaking wet and nothing donning her form. “GET TO THE NEAREST STATION! I’M TAKING MY WRENCH TO THIS THING!!” she yelled, then moved back into her ship, as she closed the ramp, and got to work in diagnosing the damage to her ship, as she let herself fume.