The Emperor is dead his Empire is shambles. System turn against the once great Empire. Other stand with the Empire and ready themselves against the invasion of the Rebel Alliance. Small fleets is all stand between order and total chaos. Coruscant scrambles in desperation to find a new leader to take control of the chaos. Grand Admiral's claim the right to the thorn and start war with each other weakening themselves. The Rebel Alliance pushes hard against the weakend Empire overextending themselves and leaving themselves open for attacks. In the middle of the chaos Pirates and Raiders make a living on attack refugees and damaged ships. With the lack of the Empire presence they grow bolder every day.
And in the middle of this stands you. Will you protect your Empire, and stand against the threat that threatens everything you know. Or instead do you fight for the freedoms of a new Galactic order. Or Will you build a Criminal Empire like what Galaxy has never seen. The choice is yours. Pick a side and fight with everything you got.
So if you can't tell yet this is a Star War Rp. Just after Return of the Jedi. Make a Character and pick a side or don't. I will be Rp for the side of a Imperial Admiral. Just send me a PM if your Character and we can go from there.
Even though she didn't really like wearing a dress, Anara still understood the stupidity of ruining a dress by dirtying up via working on fixing her X-Wing. As long as her clothes had not been thrown away then everything would be fun, she didn't want to go looking for another set of new clothes.
Well, that was good to know. Some stormtrooper named Ryken was in charge of watching her.
Talking about Ryken, here he came walking in. He casually tossed her a bag which she caught, it was good to know that her clothes hadn't been thrown away - at least she'd have clothes she felt comfortable wearing.
Anara couldn't see where to change though. Changing out here would be somewhat awkward and inappropriate. But fortunately Ryken knew a room where she could change, pointing it out to her.
As she walked towards the changing room, she heard Lt.Green wanting to hurry it up. Someone was impatient to see more of the X-Wing.
Taking off the dress was easy, putting everything back on wasn't that easy. The dress was simply unzipped in one place, and then one just stepped out of it. Everything else, had to be pulled on. The clothes weren't too tight, and it felt like a second skin; Anara had worn these clothes for a long time.
As to the hair, Anara decided to pull it back into one long ponytail and let it hand down her back.
WAlking back out, Anara walked up to Ryken and handed him the bag and dress.
And then she just walked to her X-Wing. But Anara stopped as she heard Lt.Green joking, based off the cheeky looking smile on Lt.Green's face. Ryker's expression, equivalent to a poker face. His responce, well Anara didn't know what to make of it for she couldn't figure out who was supposed to be the girl and who was supposed to be the child.
So it was Lt.Green to whom Ryker was referring to as a child. To Anara, Lt.Green didn't look like a child really, not right now anyways. [+purple "I'll answer your question anyways. If you let down your ponytail and in casual clothes, I might mistake you for a little girl."] Anara smiled, chuckling with the smile. [+purple "Just joking. Now, to the X-Wing"]
Lt.Green had done good work on the X-Wing. Although just to get a closer look at some of the internal parts of the X-Wing, Anara had to undo some of the work of Lt.Green.
Like with the engines, Anara had to take of some of the outside plating to take a look at each of the four engines. With each engine, Anara went in deep, and did some re-tuning of each engine.
Anara was working on the third engine which was being somewhat of a pain in the ass, when she heard a few oud thuds against the hangar floor. Standing up, Anara looked at Lt.Green who seemed to be staring down at the ground near the front landing gear.
Anara jogged over to Lt.Green. Looking down at the same spot, a few metal cylinders were laying on the floor. KNeeling down and then looking up, a small flap had appeared to the rear of the landing gear. Well, Lt.Green had found the stash of alcohol by accident.
Standing back up, Anara turned to Lt.Green. [+purple "Looks like you found the flap where I store alcohol during space flights..... Nothing like some space chilled alcohol with the squad after a mission."]
Kneeling down, Anara unscrewed the the six metal cylinders open to reveal six bottles of some pretty strong alcohol. Taking one of the bottles, [+purple "Help yourself to one"], before walking back to finish working on the engines.
As she worked, Anara occasionally took a sip from the bottle. Nothing like working and drinking to relax.
Lawrence spend a few hours drinking before finding himself a room at a hotel that housed any officers. Once he came got to his room he fired off a message to Anderson about the success of captaining the spy and attacker. Turning on the TV he turned to the news to see what everyone was saying. It was full of talk about the event the attack and more importantly the talk about the new emperor. They seemed mostly happy about the new emperor as they talked about how much of a trust worth man West seemed to be. Most talk was positive but still some people asked what would be next for empire and what would become of the war. Shutting of the TV he dropped into his bed. He truly didn’t care what became of the empire as long as he could keep hunting Jedi and killing his enemies.
Green pulled out her data pad and pressed a few keys. "Don’t know." She shrugged. "Will have to ask Ryker as he the one in charge of watching you." She pressed one last key and smiled. "You will be able to ask him in a second as he hasn’t left the ship. I don’t think he has ever left the ship kind of odd but that just Ryker." A few minture later the stormtrooper walked in a bag of clothes in his hand. "Yea I got them." He said tossing the bag to Arara the bag. "Caption said to keep them. Go change in the room over there and return the dress to me once you done ill make sure it gets clean and returned to you later."
He had pointed to a changing room that was used for maintenance team to change in and out of every day. Green just took off her pilot jacked showing off a black tank top. "Come on hurry up I wanna see more of the fames X-wing." Both waited for her to return and once she did Ryker took the dress and started walking off with it. "What don’t wanna stay and talk with two beautiful girls?" Green said with a cheeky smile to the storm trooper. Ryker turned his head back to them. Green could almost see the deadpan look on his face. "I only see one and a child." He then left leaving the two alone.
Green let out a laugh and a pout. "O hahahaha mister company act. I thought stormtroopers couldn’t have tell jokes." She yelled back as he left. "Better watch out or ill report you to the XO." But he was gone as Green let out a heavy sigh. "You don’t think I look like a child do you." She asked Arara placing her hands on her hips. "You know what don’t answer that lets just get to work."
Felt smirks as she listens to Lawrence. "Interesting, though I must say, I rarely trust anyone." she said before she started walking off to spend some time to herself . She walks off onto a balcony and looks up at the night sky before closing her eyes and enjoying the air.
Her eyes open and glance to the side and notice glowing blue translucent robed figure watching her. She said and continues to look up at the sky. "What is it?" she asked the figure. "You should not trust any of them, they could all be snakes, just waiting to stab you in the back." Felt sighs again but does not look away from the sky. "I know that that's why I will be staying in my ship from now on." The figure nods. "Good, remember Force Walker you may be bound to death and life, but you are not immortal" The ghost said before vanishing. Felt shook her head and made her way to the landing pad
Well, it was kind of dirty fighting. But then again, when one was fighting against an opponent who had pretty much all the control, any little action that helped was seized upon and utilized.
Even though Lt.Green was an Imperial pilot, as a pilot Anara felt sorry for her. Anara perfectly understood the bonds that formed between squadmates, and how it painful when those bonds were broken. Especially when that break came in the form of an assasination attempt.
As to being a target of assassinations, Anara had a theory as to why. Maybe she just was not important enough to be targeted before, not high enough in the ranks to where her death would have that big of an impact.
Lt.Green landed them back on the ship. The hangar they landed in was for the most part devoid of any ships, minus a few Tie fighters which were grounded.
Any experience made one a better pilot, even an attempted assassination attempt. Although that had to be somewhat scary, being stuck in space with an unresponsive ship. Just floating, up to the whim of fate.
As a pilot, and only as a pilot, it irked Anara that Lt.Green had decided to fix up her X-Wing. The X-Wing was hers, and that meant it wasn't allowed to be touched by anyone else.
But otherwise, Anara appreciated the gesture. Lt.Green, after all, had decided to have a go at repairing the X-Wing even though it meant neglecting her damaged Tie fighter.
[+purple "Ya, I guess I do need to change. Otherwise, this dress is going to get all dirty. Although, I suppose they got rid of my old clothes, but I don't know anything at this point."]
Lawrence shruged. "I don’t really feel like it but you can if you want. Anderson will be fine as this whole thing was his idea. I plan to drink myself into a comma before tomorrow as it will be my last free time for a while." He then started walking back to the bar. "Just a warning about Anderson. Though he may not look like that man is dangers. He knows what makes people tick. He may seem nice at time but other he can be curl. He cares little for anything but can make it look like he does. He will manipulate people feeling thought and ideas for his own gain. Not to say he will do it to you but watch out. What he about to do to that Jedi is worst then anything that you or I could do." He then turned and left. Walking to the bar he took a seat and orders something tall and strong. The seat next to him open.
Green shrugged. "Maybe for you rebels but that almost an every other day occurrence. I think I been almost kill at least nine times. Maybe you forget or don’t see it but you guys fight duty. Sabotage, assassination are just a few of the thing the rebels have used against us." She took back control as she started taking them back to the Victory. "Hell, once my own wingman tried to kill me. Almost did, we took off on a standard patrol around the area when suddenly a rebel ship jumped out of hyper space and attacked us. As soon as I gave the order to attack he shot at me. He shoots took out most of my system and left me helpless in space. Would have died if not for the quite response of petrol ship in the area. Funny enough thought it how I meet Anderson but anyways in the end the ship and the person I thought had been a friend got away."
She landed them in the hanger that was still empty but for several ties that rested in their cradles. She leaned back in her own seat as he looked at Arora. "I always wonder what happened to him. Did he just leave or did he join the rebels? Is he still alive or did he die in some battle? All I can say is that thanks to him I became the better pilot I am." She stood up and walked to the back of the shuttle. "The next question is what will you learn from this. Anyways follow me I got a few questions about your X-wing. I was able to put most of it back together but if you like me you don’t like when other mess with your baby."
She led them to another hanger that was closed. This was a maintenance bay as mostly everything in the hanger was torn apart. In the middle-rested Anara X-wing. Next to it in a pile of parts laid a Tie interceptor. "I been so busy fixing yours up since I got it I haven't put mine back tougher. Thought I heard I was getting a new ship soon so I haven't really cared. As you can see I put everything back together but I knew you wanted to fine tune it." She had almost forgotten that Arara was in a dress and added. "After you change of course and if you don’t mind I like to as question about how you became a star fight pilot."
Felt Narrowed her eyes at the announcement. "A new empire and emperor huh. This could go very good or very bad." she thought when Lawrence asked his question. She was about to answer but raised her hand and deflected several blaster bolts. "Looks like we have some trouble." she said with a smile as she pulled out her Lightsaber and ran towards the combat, followed closely by Lawrence. Upon arrive she watched the incident play out before sighing and turned to Lawrence. "So should we head back to the ship as well?"
She could feel herself wanting to run, but something compelled her to stay down. It was natural to want to run away from a dangerous situation, but at the same time it was a more logical choice to stay down. By standing up, she'd be presenting herself as a much bigger target to the assassin than she would be by lying down.
Anara still could not believe it. How was it possible? Why would someone she was on extremely good terms with try and shoot her down like that? She had always been an ardent pilot for the Rebellion, never once even questioning the cause. Anara could not seem to get around this thought at all, this single thought just constantly ricocheting around her head.
She did not notice Anderson cursing or telling her that everything was going to be alright. She did not seem to notice that Lt.Green had ran up with a medic and then Anderson leaving on a stretcher, or the fact that Lt.Green had called her a flyboy and was dragging her back to the shuttle.
Had he shot her solely because she had been walking hand-in-hand with Anderson? Leon had to know better than that, he would have been smart enough to figure out.
But his attempt at killing her, it contradicting all that.
Anara found herself sitting in the pilot's seat of the shuttle after having taken off the planet, with Lt.Green being in the copilot's seat.
Her mind was in panicked rush, but here was something familiar in front of her; the controls of a ship. Anara started to get comfortable, looking across the control panel of the shuttle and familiarzing herself with the controls and the buttons.
She did not do anything crazy. First just a flight in a straight line, followed by a few turning maneuvers to adapt to the responsiveness of the shuttle.
For a moment, Anara forgot about all the troubles that were bothering her. For a few minutes, she was solely focusing on the one thing which she definitely enjoyed; flying.
Anara piloted the shuttle into an orbit around the pilot, before kicking back, putting her feet on the panel out of habit. [+purple "It is one thing to die in the midst of a ship fight, and a completely different thing to die by assassination."] Some emotion crept into Anara's voice, but she didn't trust Lt.Green enough to tell that a friend had tried to assassinate her.
Lawrence lead them to an overhang that ended in a service door. He had to lean out the edge to see the speaker. He was impressed by the set up as everything was done in the empire color yet it was different than other balls he been to. As the speech went on he kept his eyes on the table slightly out of the way. Anderson could be seen with the Jedi. He wanted to laugh at her insecurity in the situation as she sat and listened to the speech. Finally, with the crowd standing to the news he looked away to the stage. "New emperor hmm?" He said.
"How well do you think that will settle with the rest of the empire?" He asked Felt. However, he didn’t hear her answer as he watched a blaster bolt hit Anderson after he moved to protect the Jedi. He let out a heavy sigh. "So that his game." He ready himself as a minute later a man burst through the door. Before the man could even register that Lawrence was there he was face first into the ground.
"Nice work solider." A voice said behind him. Both men looked up to see a man standing there with two stormtroopers. The man on the group looked horrified. "Mike... what are you..." He said until relation came to his face. "She wasn’t the traitor, you were." His face was then filled with horror. "I just shot at..." Mike smiled evilly. "That right you just shot at a girl that was nothing more than a hostage. A girl who saw you as nothing more than a friend. Poor girl trapped in a place she doesn't understand and shot at by a dear friend. I can't imagine what she going through at this moment." Leon tried to stand up and attack Mike but will quietly smashed back into the ground. "You bastard she was our friend how could you do something like that. She trusted you. I trusted you." He yelled struggling. Mike just laughed. "It nothing personal Leon but I told you some of the best spy are people we trust. Trooper take him to his new home."
The two storm troopers picked Leon up and started dragging him off. "I thank you for your help Lt. but I must be going." With that Mike turned and left. Lawrence let out a long heavy sigh. "Well that was interested." He said turning back to the crowed Anderson and the Jedi was no were in site. "Well then I think our work is done. Care for a few drink?" He was going to need something strong after this.
Anderson cursed heavily as he rolled off of Anara. The shot had hurt far more than her thought as he laid on his back as people screamed around him. He could hear men shouting and giving order as men went to find the shooter. That went he noticed something flying around the room. He would smile if he wasn’t in so much pain. Anara was panicking just as planed but he need came her down a bit. Grabbing her hand, he squeezed it as much as he could. "Do not worry Anara you are fine calm yourself." He said as Green ran up with a medic. "Sir are you okay?" She asked pushing him onto his side to see the shot "We need to get him to the medical ship now." She yelled as two men came up with a stretcher. After placing him on the stretcher the three troop took him away. Green turned to the Anara and grabbed the girls shoulder. "Snap out of it flyboy. We need to get moving." She then led the way out to the shuttle that had brought them to surface. Placing Anara in to copilot seat she took off.
After a few minutes they had returned to the clear and free sky. "Well shit." Green said running her hand in her hair. "Can't for once we have just a normal boring day." She could still see that Anara was a bit shaken up. "Hey flyboy you going to be okay? Shouldn’t you be use to people trying to kill you?" She joked not knowing what else to say. "Wanna Fly? It not a fighter but it still might clear you mind." She was in to co-pilot so if she tried something crazy Green could take back control. She knew that for pilot like her it took the open skies to calm them down.
Felt nodded as Lawrence talked, explaining what he could do. "Thats quite interesting" she said as she took another sip of her drink. When he mentions where they will be sitting she sighs and started following him to their seats. "Well as long as we are away from people it will be fine, I hate crowded places." She said calmly. As they walk she looks around, keeping an eye on everyone just in case. "I guess it maks sense we woud be in a different place, but I can't help but worry about this announcement. What could it be" she thought as they walked, The Force ghosts she had bound were getting a bit agitated but did not give any outward signs of it.
Between the two of them, if it had been just the two of them, there was silence. Had it been possible that Anderson had not simply heard her? In this room there was a possibility, seeing that there was constant background noise which was loud enough to mute her words.
But it seemed that Anderson had heard her words.
Anara found it a bit curious that a Tie Fighter pilot was trying to fix up her X-Wing. Anara thought of her X-Wing as a mother does of her child, meaning she did not want anyone else to touch it at all. But Anara knew that she did not get decide what happened with her X-Wing after being captured.
As long as Lt.Green did not actually mess anything up, or else Anara would be having a word with her.
Now what was this about a prisoner exchange? This was a most interesting development, Anara had not even thought about a possibility of being traded for an Empire prisoner of war.
But something bugged her about the droid not being harmed. As far as she understood it, it was possible to retrieve information from a droid without 'harming' it. So that begged the question whether information had been taken out of the droid or not, but the question would not be answered. Anara would be left guessing on that one.
To be truthful, Anara had not even asked that question, nor had she even asked about the prisoner exchange. All she had simply asked for was to know what the status on her X-Wing and the droid was, not some explanation of a prisoner exchange. This seemed suspicious. Anderson seemed as if he were slipping up, his tongue becoming somewhat loose. But Anderson wasn't the type to slip up, one stayed a fleet admiral by not slipping up.
What sort of game was Anderson trying to play with her? It definitely was an unfamiliar game to her, one she wasn't used to. Anara felt that Anderson had to be up to something, but what?
But then the speech would begin soon. Anara did not want to listen to it at all, but she needed to at least look like she was giving some attention to the speaker. So she stood up, and faced this 'West' guy who took the podium.
At least he acknowledged the fact that the Emperor had died in the fighting on the Death Star. But the rest of this speech was just propaganda. The whole purpose of this speech was to embolden the dying Empire to make another stand.
Based on everyone else's reaction in the room, it was one hell of a speech. Everyone was cheering, shouting with joy. It just felt sickening.
She was still glancing around at everyone when Anderson just appeared in front of her, and jumped on her. Her face turned to shock and she froze up, completely not understanding what was going on. His words seem to fly past her ears.
The impact against the floor was somewhat painful, but she had not expected Anderson to fall on her. Anara was afraid, in a panicked state of mind. SHe was breathing fast and hard, her heart beating away inside her chest.
It was only when she saw smoke rising away from Anderson's shoulder. Someone had tried to kill her, hadn't they?
Looking around, she tried to guess from whence the shot had come from. And it was even more of a shock when she thought she had recognized the shooter. She could not even believe herself, it could not be him, it just couldn't be Leon. She was friends with him, they had been friends for a long long time. But then why was he trying to kill her?
This whole mess played on Anara's nerves. She was panicked, afraid, confused, distraught, a small bit of anger. She did not know what to do, where to turn to.
Her emotional outburst did cause a few glasses and some other items to fly in random directions.
Lawrence shrugged on her comment. "Not really I can just sense it. It what helps me in hunting Jedi, as they tend to rely on it too much." It did worry him as she was able to use it in a way he had seen before. He hated surprised and not knowing what was going on around him however not wanting to start anything he let it go. "Beside the ability to toss anyone across the room because they looked at you the wrong way?" He poked finishing his food. "Though most people would say they have something special about them." He was to one tracked minded to think he was special in anyway but killing. "It would seem but we will be going to a different spot then most. Don’t worry we will still about to see everything but we will be a bit higher up." He then stood up and started leading the way to the door Anderson had told him to be.
Anderson noted how tense Anara seemed between everything. He couldn't blame her as he would be to but she had no idea that was what he wanted. He wanted her second guessing everything that was happening. Everything going on was set up by him. The table, the people, the environment. He was controlling everything around her and she didn’t even know it. Looking back to her he smiled. "Well if I remember correctly LT. Green is fixing your X-wing. She always liked playing with star fighter and wanted to see and X wing up close. As for the droid don’t worry it will be returned to you once we have the prisoner exchange next week." He let the last part slip out. "The droid is safe and untouched in our droid bay. I order no one to harm it as a good will exchange." He could see the questions building in her eyes about the exchange.
He knew this would peck her interest and that why he acted like it was nothing. "And before you ask I have set up to have you released with both your ship and droid next week in exchange for two of our troops that I was unable to save in our first meeting." He looked away as if thinking about something. "Though I overextended your worth to them. I thought that you would be worth five men but they didn’t seem to think so. I had to offer the ship back just to get the second man." He then looked back at her and acted as if he shouldn’t have said that last part out loud. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that please forgive me."
But that was the plan, fill her head with doubts and question. He had really set up the prisoner exchange and it would happen but they had offered a lot more than just two men but he need her to think they didn’t care. "Anyway, we could get ready the speech is about to begin." He said pointing to West as he walked up to a podium that was at the head of the room. Taking the stage multiple camera, broadcasting all over the plant and to the many worlds still in contacted with the empire watched. West didn’t seem nerves as he stood behind the podium. He seemed almost like he was happily ready for what he was about to say.
"Lady's, Gentlemen, General, Admiral's Loyal citizen of the Empire. I come before you in a time of great sorrow. I know there has been many rumors about the Emperor. I have come before you to let you know that they are true. Our mighty Emperor Palpatine has fallen in the latest Rebel attack." He paused for a minute to let this sink in. "I know that many of you are wondering what the next step for us, the loyal citizen. Well I'll be frank with you all. It doesn’t look good. The Core world have not been in contact for several weeks. Our fleet are scattered and maybe destroyed, captured we don’t know." He let everything sink in. He couldn’t pull this off if the people didn’t fully understand the positions that they were truly in. "However, we have not been sitting ideal by as our empire crumples around us. No, the other senators and I have been talking and we have come up with a plan." The other Senators stood up from there tables around the room. Some slower than other but all did stand. "And we have come up with a plan. As of today, the power of Emperor has been passed down to me." No one moved as West finished his speech. "We will not let the death of our Empiror be the death of Empire. Under my rule I set to fix the wrongs that the empire as done and will pave a new road for our children to walk. We will show the Rebellion that we will not be bullied into submission. We will show the Zann Consortium what we do to pirate and terrors. We will show the Galaxy that we are not finished."
The whole room, no the whole plant stood up and cheered. Their fires that had almost been extinguished but now were relighted and ready to face the further. Anderson slowly stood and joined in the clapping. However, his eyes weren't looking at West. No, they were looking to a spot higher. A glint of light had caught his attention it looked like a... Springing into actions he jumped in front of Anara and pushed her down. "Get down." At the same time a laser blast hit him in the back that would have hit her chest if Anderson hadn't moved in front of her. Anderson crashed heavily to the ground as his upper shoulder smoked from the shot. "Are you unharmed." He gasped between pained breathes.
"No no no no" Leon said dropping the blast rifle. Everything that could have gone wrong just went it. He had shot the wrong person after being noticed. The blaster had malfunction and only fired half of it charge and wouldn't have killed anyone just burned them severely. The topping on the cake had been she had seen his face. She knew that he had tried to kill her. "Just stay calm." He said to himself as he turned and ran. "Just follow the escape plan and you will be fine." He stared running to door 11B. A service door that wouldn’t be guarded. After that he could get lost in the crowed. His spy days were done but at least he be okay Mike escape plans hadn't failed before.
Felt looked at him and raised an eye brow. "You must have an affinty with the Force to have sensed that, but no that was not me at least not directly. Its nothing you need to worry about. Just what made me special" she said befor taking another sip of her drink and eating some of her food. "So I assume we will need to had to the auditorium for the annoucement?" she asked glancing over at him. "We might want to make our way there soon."
She looked a bit suspiciously at the pills that Anderson handed to her. It was rare for her to have these sort of moments, as rarely did she go into places that were crammed full of people. And these rare moments were like hyperspace jumps, they came and then passed in the blink of an eye.
She watched Anderson, scrutinizing him as he took one of the pills he had offered her, her full attention on him as he swallowed it. He seemed to do it with hardly a doubt.
Anara looked back down at the pills in her hand, then back up. She didn't know what was in them. But at the same time, he would not give her something that he himself took unless he knew it was safe. she just shrugged her shoulders, and swallowed a single one for now.
It was gentlemanly of Anderson to offer his arm, and it even looked somewhat proper considering what was going on.
But at the same time, Anara felt off. This whole thing, it simply did not feel natural at all. To be fair, she was not accustomed to such things as fine dresses, places to be crammed full of people, the smell of exotic food.
But still, Anara had that gut feeling that something was as it shouldn't be.
Anderson led her down the stairs, and walked up, with her, to some other person. Anara had no idea who this other man was, but he and Anderson seemed to know each other pretty well.
She found it a bit shocking, but in a good way, that this strange man would actually kiss her hand. Anara had not expected that at all, she sort of froze up for the time being.
At least Anderson had a reply for who she was. The lie came off his lips easily, and the strange man just nodded along, as if incapable of thinking for himself.
That lasted only a short while, before Anderson led her to a small table a bit away from the crowd. It was quieter, and did not seem as claustrophobic as it had been where she had been previously standing.
Anara sat down gently on the seat which Anderson had offered. She quietly nodded her head in response, she was feeling much better. But whether it was because of the pill or that she was somewhat away from the he crowd, that question would be left unanswered.
Anderson ordered something, and then started looking around. Anara gently laid her elbows on the table, laying her head on the locked together knuckles of her head. All this, it felt somewhat overhwhelming, combined with that gut feeling telling her something was wrong.
She shook her head, trying to clear her head. That didn't work, but maybe a conversation would work?
She looked up at Anderson. [+purple "I had a small question. What's going to happen to the X-Wing and the droid?"]
"Well it not every day that one meets an inquisitor and live." He joked as she told him about her past. "So, they just found you in a temple? Do you have memory's before then?" He found her story very odd. He had learned much about the force when he study how to kill Jedi. As he had the able to since the force around him he had no real ability in it. "Most interesting most interesting indeed." That when he felt something wired in the air. "What was that." He asked as he looked around. It felt like someone was using the force but at the same time not. It was like nothing he had felt before. "Is that you doing that?" He looked at Felt. "Just what are you doing with the force it acting wired of all a sudden." That when he felt is data pad go off with a message from Anderson. 'Hope you're having fun just arrived and will be two floors up. Be ready in thirty minutes at the door to gate 11B.' "What the?" He said aloud questioning why the admiral would be asking him to do this. Shaking his head, he returned to his meal as he started counting.
Anderson looked over as the elevator stopped on their floor. He noticed that Anara wasn't looking so good. Giving a small chuckle and smile he pulled out a bottle of pills. "Here these pills should help with anxiety." He said handing her a few pills before taking one himself. "Don’t feel too bad I was like that my first time took and it only gotten worse the high rank I get." He then offered his arm to her to give something to lean on until the pill kicked in.
After exiting the elevator, he led them down some stair into the grand ball room where Senator West was waiting. The large man smiled as he noticed them approving. "Aaa good to see you Anderson." He smiled. "And who is this lovely lady you have with you." Reaching down gentle he kissing the back side of her hand.
"This is Lady Anara." Anderson said. "She is test pilot for a small company on my home world. She came here to learn a bit about our tie interceptor." West nodded and smiled.
"Well then welcome then Anara I hope you enjoy our time here with us." He then took his leave to welcome the group behind him.
Anderson then lead them to a table that was a little out of the way. He offing her a seat before moving and taking his own. "Feeling better yet?" He asked as he looked around the room. It would be a bit before the announcement and most people where other dancing or drinking. Ording himself a drink and dinner without looking at the mean. "It a dish from my home world and the drink I quite a nice wine." He then let the silence settle back in as he studied the crowd and the people around him. Soon the music settles in as more people joined into dancing.
Felt walked over to the food table and grabbed a plate before grabbing some meats and vegetables. She grabbed a glass of Corellian red and took a sip. When the Lieutenant mentioned the rareity of some of the fodo she nodded but when for some of the more simple food. WHen he asked about how she joined the Inquisitors she glanced over at him.
"Well now, not many people ask me that." she said before taking a small sip of her drink. "I was found in a old sith temple, Appearently I had a very rare affinity with certain aspects of the force. Once that was discovered instead of killing me that trained me. At least that is simple version of the tale." she said with a knowing smile. She blinked as she sensed the jedo from before enter the room and she sighed. "What is he thinking" she thought. "That man seems to have a plan, through it is a ood one." one of the Force ghosts said as she made her presence known to Felt. Felt nodded and looked around the room before returning to her food. "Well we will see soon enough." she thought.
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