SpiritOfWrath he/him Posted July 7 Posted July 7 2 hours ago, Through the Living Hope said: “It’s alright. Just thinking, though. You’re technically below the Force-sensitive threshold, but you still have enough that you may be able to do something with training. And maybe once those legs are fixed, you’ll have quick enough reflexes to do well with a lightsaber.” Quote Oooh i looked and he didn’t actually explicitly tell her he was tortured it was implied, but not stated. Kevlish nodded. “Alright.”
Through the Living Hope Posted July 7 Author Posted July 7 6 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said: Kevlish nodded. “Alright.” “Let’s go. Maybe we can get bacta while we’re out too.”
SpiritOfWrath he/him Posted July 7 Posted July 7 4 hours ago, Through the Living Hope said: “Let’s go. Maybe we can get bacta while we’re out too.” “Cool.” He turned to the droid. “Lead the way.”
Through the Living Hope Posted July 8 Author Posted July 8 5 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said: “Cool.” He turned to the droid. “Lead the way.” “Of course! Right this way.” The droid began shuffling off, and Aerith began to follow.
Shatter He/Him Posted July 8 Posted July 8 Quote Mostly because @Keke is not online rn, I'll make it short and sweet. Also should we delay any major encounters until Hawks fully comes back? Ryn adjusted the strap on his satchel and turned toward the market district, gesturing for Rio to follow. The streets of Zalxuc City were alive with the cries of merchants advertising their wares and the constant movement of cargo droids weaving through the crowds. Ryn kept a steady pace, glancing over his shoulder every so often to make sure Rio was still with him. Ryn hated this planet. Too hot and muggy for his tastes. Their first stop was a provisions stall. Ryn picked up the essentials: mostly ration packs, dried fruit, preserved meats, some fresh vegetables that would last a few days, a few bags of caf, bottled water, and a handful of spices. Nothing exciting, but enough to keep the Grey Wake supplied for a while. After paying, he loaded the crates onto a rented cargo trolley and headed toward the spaceport's fueling depot. At the depot, Ryn flagged down a fueling attendant. The attendant connected the fuel lines, and Ryn authorized the transfer from his cred account, watching the display until the tanks were topped off. With their supplies secured and the Grey Wake refuelled, Ryn rested a hand on the trolley's handle and glanced over at Rio. “Should keep us for a bit.” He tapped his comlink. “Aerith. Voss here. We're almost back to the Grey Wake. The ship should be refuelled. We have some crates of provisions to be loaded up.” 1
Through the Living Hope Posted July 8 Author Posted July 8 26 minutes ago, Shatter said: Ryn adjusted the strap on his satchel and turned toward the market district, gesturing for Rio to follow. The streets of Zalxuc City were alive with the cries of merchants advertising their wares and the constant movement of cargo droids weaving through the crowds. Ryn kept a steady pace, glancing over his shoulder every so often to make sure Rio was still with him. Ryn hated this planet. Too hot and muggy for his tastes. Their first stop was a provisions stall. Ryn picked up the essentials: mostly ration packs, dried fruit, preserved meats, some fresh vegetables that would last a few days, a few bags of caf, bottled water, and a handful of spices. Nothing exciting, but enough to keep the Grey Wake supplied for a while. After paying, he loaded the crates onto a rented cargo trolley and headed toward the spaceport's fueling depot. At the depot, Ryn flagged down a fueling attendant. The attendant connected the fuel lines, and Ryn authorized the transfer from his cred account, watching the display until the tanks were topped off. With their supplies secured and the Grey Wake refuelled, Ryn rested a hand on the trolley's handle and glanced over at Rio. “Should keep us for a bit.” He tapped his comlink. “Aerith. Voss here. We're almost back to the Grey Wake. The ship should be refuelled. We have some crates of provisions to be loaded up.” “Alright, sounds good. Did you get any bacta? Couldn’t hurt to have some on hand.”
Shatter He/Him Posted July 8 Posted July 8 (edited) 1 hour ago, Through the Living Hope said: “Alright, sounds good. Did you get any bacta? Couldn’t hurt to have some on hand.” Ryn swiped down his list. “Ah kriff. I'll run back to get some. Rio can bring the crates to you.” Ryn looked at Rio and nodded at the crates. Ryn started back to the market. Quote I'll be offline for most of the day. Gotta pack up the rest of my stuff and the house is a mess. Edited July 8 by Shatter 1
Through the Living Hope Posted July 8 Author Posted July 8 15 minutes ago, Shatter said: Ryn swiped down his list. “Ah kriff. I'll run back to get some. Rio can bring the crates to you.” Ryn looked at Rio and nodded at the crates. Ryn started back to the market. “Copy.”
Through the Living Hope Posted July 8 Author Posted July 8 20 hours ago, Through the Living Hope said: “Of course! Right this way.” The droid began shuffling off, and Aerith began to follow. @SpiritOfWrath
Through the Living Hope Posted yesterday at 03:22 AM Author Posted yesterday at 03:22 AM On 7/8/2026 at 7:40 AM, Shatter said: Ryn adjusted the strap on his satchel and turned toward the market district, gesturing for Rio to follow. The streets of Zalxuc City were alive with the cries of merchants advertising their wares and the constant movement of cargo droids weaving through the crowds. Ryn kept a steady pace, glancing over his shoulder every so often to make sure Rio was still with him. Ryn hated this planet. Too hot and muggy for his tastes. Their first stop was a provisions stall. Ryn picked up the essentials: mostly ration packs, dried fruit, preserved meats, some fresh vegetables that would last a few days, a few bags of caf, bottled water, and a handful of spices. Nothing exciting, but enough to keep the Grey Wake supplied for a while. After paying, he loaded the crates onto a rented cargo trolley and headed toward the spaceport's fueling depot. At the depot, Ryn flagged down a fueling attendant. The attendant connected the fuel lines, and Ryn authorized the transfer from his cred account, watching the display until the tanks were topped off. With their supplies secured and the Grey Wake refuelled, Ryn rested a hand on the trolley's handle and glanced over at Rio. “Should keep us for a bit.” He tapped his comlink. “Aerith. Voss here. We're almost back to the Grey Wake. The ship should be refuelled. We have some crates of provisions to be loaded up.” @Keke Quote Here’s a starting point, I won’t ping you again until I see you post Everyone, Hawks told me to play Rio in their absence On 7/8/2026 at 9:35 AM, Shatter said: Ryn swiped down his list. “Ah kriff. I'll run back to get some. Rio can bring the crates to you.” Ryn looked at Rio and nodded at the crates. Ryn started back to the market. Rio got the crates loaded onto the ship and followed Voss. “We don’t want to take too long.” ~~~ @SpiritOfWrath The two found a droid repair shop. The settlement seemed small, and this was the only place that looked like it would work. Aerith made a face. She’d clearly hoped for better. “I guess this is where we fix your legs.” She led him inside. Quote Feel free to respond to this post at any and all points, I’m just trying to say as much as I can in as few posts as possible A male Mon Calamari stood behind a counter. “Greetings! Those are two faces I don’t recognize. New in town? Travelers?” ”Just travelers.” ”I see. Well, how can I help you?” ”My- friend, here.” Is friend an accurate word? Well, good enough, in any case. “His prosthetic legs are failing. We were hoping you could fix them?” ”Yes, let me have a look.” He came around from behind the counter, knelt down, and looked closely at the legs. Aerith stiffened ever so slightly. “…. Wow. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen such a poorly made prosthetic.” Aerith looked at the legs, then back at the Mon Calamari. “Are you able to fix them?” ”Fix them? Ha! I’ll have to make completely new ones!” Aerith winced. “That sounds time consuming. And.. expensive….” She looked at Kevlish, and back at his legs. They really were in terrible condition. She sighed through her nose. “How much?” ”The absolute least I can go is 5,000 credits. But I can have them done in half an hour.” ”That’s… fast.” But about as expensive as an astromech…. No. Kevlish is part of my crew now. I’d have paid for any of my droids’ maintenance. This is no different. Plus the funds from Voss’ ship…. “Alright. S-3P0, go back to the ship and get 5,000 credits.” ”Yes, very well.” But Aerith heard the droid mutter as it left, “Not a local, and of course they spoke basic! What am I if not a glorified tour guide! Why, …..” Aerith chuckled. The Mon Calamari addressed Kevlish and Aerith. “Please, go ahead and take a seat up front. Feel free to help yourselves to anything in the cooling chamber. I’ll be back with those new legs in a jiff!”
SpiritOfWrath he/him Posted yesterday at 03:36 AM Posted yesterday at 03:36 AM 13 minutes ago, Through the Living Hope said: @Keke Rio got the crates loaded onto the ship and followed Voss. “We don’t want to take too long.” ~~~ @SpiritOfWrath The two found a droid repair shop. The settlement seemed small, and this was the only place that looked like it would work. Aerith made a face. She’d clearly hoped for better. “I guess this is where we fix your legs.” She led him inside. A male Mon Calamari stood behind a counter. “Greetings! Those are two faces I don’t recognize. New in town? Travelers?” ”Just travelers.” ”I see. Well, how can I help you?” ”My- friend, here.” Is friend an accurate word? Well, good enough, in any case. “His prosthetic legs are failing. We were hoping you could fix them?” ”Yes, let me have a look.” He came around from behind the counter, knelt down, and looked closely at the legs. Aerith stiffened ever so slightly. “…. Wow. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen such a poorly made prosthetic.” Aerith looked at the legs, then back at the Mon Calamari. “Are you able to fix them?” ”Fix them? Ha! I’ll have to make completely new ones!” Aerith winced. “That sounds time consuming. And.. expensive….” She looked at Kevlish, and back at his legs. They really were in terrible condition. She sighed through her nose. “How much?” ”The absolute least I can go is 5,000 credits. But I can have them done in half an hour.” ”That’s… fast.” But about as expensive as an astromech…. No. Kevlish is part of my crew now. I’d have paid for any of my droids’ maintenance. This is no different. Plus the funds from Voss’ ship…. “Alright. S-3P0, go back to the ship and get 5,000 credits.” ”Yes, very well.” But Aerith heard the droid mutter as it left, “Not a local, and of course they spoke basic! What am I if not a glorified tour guide! Why, …..” Aerith chuckled. The Mon Calamari addressed Kevlish and Aerith. “Please, go ahead and take a seat up front. Feel free to help yourselves to anything in the cooling chamber. I’ll be back with those new legs in a jiff!” Quote My vacation ends tomorrow, but I’ve got a red-eye. But I WILL come back. 2
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