(Flash Back) Dragon's Revenge part 2

[Sirocco]

Raleigh rested in bed with bed after a long session in a kolto tank to heal his body from more then a week's torture in the hands of a trio of dark side adepts. Clean and safe now that Sirocco had secured and cleaned his body, Raleigh's body had healed miraculously fast due to the combination of the Kolto and the jedi healing meditation he had set himself on to survive his physical and mental assaults. Force lightning strikes that should have cooked and deformed his body were negated by the rate of healing the force had provided Raleigh only leaving simple burn marks that would safely scar. Viewing the sleeping Raleigh, Sirocco was astounded at the degree of fortitude a well trained jedi had, tanking through an ordeal that would have broken a lesser man or jedi. Even now Raleigh meditated deep in his consciousness about what had happened and the visions and nightmares brought upon by the insanity that the dark side had brought. It was this deep meditation of reality and the force that was gradually teaching him how to understand and defend against such assaults in more ways then one.

Having brought him to the best place Sirocco could think off wile having tasks to do, the jedi and the smuggler rested in the palace of the Zeltros government. Having close ties with the king of Zeltros, Sirocco had exceptional access to whatever he needed and more as the welcoming Zeltron provided many comforts and safeties only they could provide. With the knowledge of the war reaching Zeltros eventually, Senator Marleen had counseled the king and every one on Zeltros on how to act when the empire would arrive. It was not a matter of if the Galactic Alliance was going to fall, with Coruscant glassed, it was a matter of time that all other planets around would fall with it. Senator Marleen could only plan for Zeltros' survival under their new regime until light could be shown back again to the people of life and happiness. Marleen herself would go into exile when everything was said and done, knowing what the empire was doing to the senators and unable to follow a mas murderer. All was now left to careful planing, execution and the force as to what would conspire in Zeltros in the future.

Marleen had contacted a skilled smuggler and experienced solder to work closely with Sirocco so as to keep Raleigh safe and to keep an eye on the jedi. Raleigh was to be kept safe and helped through his tribulations wile keeping an eye for the gangsters that seemed to be targeting him specially. As Sirocco investigated the source of the attacks, the smuggler called into action name Drooga Oon was to keep a protective eye on Raleigh as he recovered from his deep meditation.

Waiting in the royal guest room for Drooga, Sirocco paced back and forth wile keeping an eye on Raleigh and the window outside, always expecting an ambush. This upstart gangsters were bold and well organised for a bunch of scum but it was the mystery behind the dark jedi leading them and their veiled master that was disconcerting. All in all, he was an active threat and needed to go down which was the task of Sirocco or Drooga Oon.

 

[Nostromos]

Sure footfalls echoed down the Palace hallway, growing ever closer to the designated meeting room where Sirocco and the unconscious Raleigh. Thumb and forefinger pinched the end of a bent cigarette, the calloused palm hovering over the burning end to syphon the smoke away from the face.

Drooga took a deep drag and closed his eyes as the nicotine and smoke filled his lungs, only to be pushed out in a great billowing wisp that danced flirtatiously through long, spindly fingers. The Duros flicked ashes onto the carpet as he walked with purpose, though he implemented a slow, lingering pace.

Drooga Oon had not wanted this job initially, which led to his open, disrespectful behavior. It was too high profile and it had taken some time to convince him to accept the position; in the end the money had just been too good. It hadn’t helped that a Falleen had wiped him out of every cred he had on him, which was a good 60% of his finances.

A strained sigh escaped the Duros, along with more smoke; as finally the smuggler approached the guest room door. He took five seconds to steel himself for the situation behind it before he banged it open and marched in. Tense and foul-tempered; Drooga was a flurry of motion, kicking the door closed behind him with little care for Raleigh or Sirocco.

The Smuggler then proceeded to lean back against the door he had just kicked closed and took one last drag of his cigarette before dropping it to the floor and stomping it with the toe of his boot. “You’s who I’m supposed to be workin’ wit?” The Duros cast a intense glare at the pacing woman.

 

[Sirocco]

Marleen had drawn her her ranger repeater and was aiming to splatter Drooga's brains against the wall with a well place slug when he came in so abruptly. Seeing a lone Duros come in so impolitely seemed odd for an assassin until he asked his question about his job wich brought about a sigh of comfort from the Zeltron. Glad he was the smuggler she contracted, not glad that he was making a mess of the fine rug on the floor, Marleen lowered her rifle and strapped it on her back wile flinching at his aggressive attitude. Being Zeltron, she could sense his emotions and his mind and it was not a pleasant thing at all and as she felt deep inside did it almost feel justified. With the Empire breathing down her neck and the gangs aiming to stick her back, she thought a ruined rug and a bad attitude were the last things she needed to worry about. Walking to the Duros, she nodded at his question as she looked him over "Yes Mr. Oon, I am your employer and you have a very profitable future with me if you are willing to cooperate and work with me and my associates. I have tasked you with taking care of my friend here during and after he wakes from his sleep wile I am off world. It is paramount that you take good care of him and keep him safe just enough for him to wake up and don't worry Mr. Oon, the baby sitting ends there as he is very capable" Marleen said with a soft smile as she looked on her adoptive brother before looking back at him "I hope you enjoy your stay in Zeltros wile it lasts, I advise to leave as soon as possibly ready" Marleen gave the friendly warning, every one knowing why. Zeltros could not afford to harbor a jedi so close to the imperial front and with the peaceful plans set in place to allow for a safe transition to the empire.......a temporary transition.

 

[Nostromos]

Drooga stared hard at Marleen, keeping his features schooled as not to insult his employer; more than once his open glares and sneers had lost him jobs or screwed him out of full pay. He was learning to control his disdain. “My ship is ready whenever your people are. I don’t want to linger on this planet more than I have to” It wasn’t the people; oh no, the promiscuous race of the Zeltron was a subject of pleased scrutiny for the Duros but now was not the time.

He was too close to Imperial space.

The tall man walked over to where Raleigh laid, staring for a bit before reaching into his jacket front pocket and pulling out another bent cigarette. Placing the unlit thing between chapped lips, Drooga shrugged and walked back to the door he had been leaning on. “Where do you want me to take him? Some of the finer details of this job weren’t exactly---given to me. I know the basics and the pay. You want me to do this job right I need more than that”

 

[Sirocco]

"with the war looming t'words the outer reaches of the galaxy, war has come to Kashyyyk and and once it falls and it will fall, it will come to Zeltros. The zeltron have been instructed to remain calm and welcome the sith peacefully but that cant happen if I and Raleigh remain here. What more is that a criminal organization has been targeting me and my friend from the shadows, and we need to find were they coming from and strike back. Problem is that Raleigh can do it in his coma but I can feel him coming too soon and when he awakes, he needs to shape back up to finally fight back once we have found the source of the attacks" Marleen could feel the distaste and fear of the empire so it was assumed that he would not sell Raleigh out to the empire, the gangs targeting them were a whole new question.

Offering him a data chip for his pad, she knew that they could pull this off if they did everything correctly, she had plans for him to send him to a water planet in Lamereed. Little did they know their plans would change soon as their enemy had moved before they did, little did they know that Dragon's influence had reached them in Zeltros. Soon, they would be caught in a skirmish weather they liked it or not.

All who could feel the force in Zeltros could feel a foul stench in the force, something so corrupt and perverse that it almost corrupted the very air. All across the city, children suddenly began to cry and and shutter in terror as an unchecked evil in the force walker among them. Not overly powerful in the force but with a perverse and corroding will to make it seem like so, this individual's steps were followed by the feeling of obscene sickness and corrosion. All life withered and died in his presence and it stirred an instinct in all around to get away from the stench in the force. Sadly, there were some that could not run far enough....guards that would have their minds infected by his bile in the force and do as he willed.....to kill the jedi that had dared!

Back in the room, Raleigh began to grunt and move in his bed as if his mind was being attacked by nightmares before beginning to cough as if there was a stench about. Exhaling as if to try and push a great stench from his nose, Raleigh's sleep was suddenly interrupted as the knight sat up shaking and gasping for clean air. Alert and focused, Raleigh saw immediately that there was nothing wrong with the air so immediately thinking it a matter of the force, Raleigh closed his eyes and quickly focused his mind, allowing the lightside of the force to flow into him until nothing of the darkside that tormented him remained. Soon with his mental barrier erected, Raleigh could see through the illusion now, able to breath the clean and stimulating fresh air of Zeltros....figures and by the sound of no war, it had not been hit by the war just yet.

Looking up at Marleen and the Duros, he wandered who he was but then figured he was some one she had hired as she was like that when she needed to get things done. Still, the disturbance in the force seemed very worrying and suffocating....and it felt close...VERY close. Something was coming!

 

[Cap'n Hobbes]

Nala often wondered how she got coerced into being a bodyguard for Zeltross's elite. Admittedly she could see why one would want a Damarian Dai'sabre, but she had been on the planet for a wholly different reason. Nala was following a lead on her masters killer when she had met up with Marlen. Perhaps it had been the will of the force, or just that the Zeltron was a darn smooth talker, but she had agreed to help her out. So far she really didn't need to do much in her duties, Nala could turn most would-be assailants away with just a glare and a growl. However, there was something that had been bothering her. There seemed to be a growing darkness that felt ominous, that seemed to foul the very air she breathed.

Her tail twitched and she flattened her ears in annoyance at the coming darkness. She knew that Marlen was in a meeting with another client, however her duty was to protect her and she needed to be warned. Nala grabbed her staff from her back and proceeded into the room where the Duros, Raleigh and she were.

"Forgive my intrusion," Nala said in a calm purr, "but I felt a disturbance in the force my lady." She nodded at Raleigh, who looked as though he had seen a ghost, "Someone, or something is coming and they mean business. It is not safe here."

 

[Nostromos]

Drooga rolled his jaw, rotating the unlit cigarette in his mouth in slow, lazy circles and he absorbed the information he was given. Babysitting jobs were easy when no one was trying to kill your escortee, but someone was and Drooga was never good at dealing with people.

The Duros plucked the chip from Marleen and slipped it into the port of his wrist-mounted datapad, cocking his head downward to scroll through the intel she’d given him. Lamaredd was a nice planet, a little too wet for his tastes but decidedly far away from the Core.

Drooga was unaware of the foul shift in the force, already thinking of the how-tos of this job. Places to stash Raleigh if he was boarded and searched. The out of pocket expenses. What he was going to do with the money when he was done. Ah yeah, Nar Saddaa was sounding real nice right about now.

When Raleigh began to stir, Drooga leaned off the wall and moved over to Marleen; looming over her to the point of having to lean down so that they were nose to nose. “I’ll keep your boy safe---” The Smuggler looked up quickly as Raleigh began to fuss and then bolted upright. “He’s awake, by the way”

Immediately, Drooga walked out of Marleen’s space, not appearing to hurry but he didn’t feel like explaining why he was getting cozy in a ladies space. He moved back to the wall he had claimed as his spot and leaned on it casually, chewing idly on the end of his cig. Not even bothering to acknowledge Raleigh for the moment.

The door beside him opened as a young, Dai’sabre walked in and warned Marleen of some impending danger. While Drooga knew to expect such things and was not wholly surprised by the information, his irritation increased tenfold now supplemented by barely surprised anger.

“The Force huh?”


The Duros cast a bitter look at Marleen, fists clenching at his sides as he waited for an explanation. “ You employing Jedi, Woman? Could have mentioned that BEFORE you invited me here”

 

[Nostromos]

Heavy, lumbering footfalls echoed off the foyer walls as four guards marched mechanically through the intricately decorated entryway. They were armed with standard pistols that all honor guard members used to protect the guests and royalty of the Zeltros Palace. They turned down a hallway that lead towards the guest sector of the Palace.

The oldest Zeltros guard held a hand up for his men to stop and gestured silently for them to move to the two mouths of that particular hallway. They scattered and the Old Guard turned right down a small, uncarpeted hallway that lead to a small pantry and cellar; this was out of the way and far from the actual kitchen but for reasons unknown it was cooler in this part of the castle then anywhere else.

Once inside the dimly lit pantry, the Old Guard walked over to a small door situated at the far back corner of the room, tapping gently on the thin metal and jumping back as it banged open.

“Kriffin hell!” The gruff voice sounded out, loud and unapologetic. A large Anoo-dat climbed out of the small drop door, pulling his pants up at the back as it had slipped down over his wide backside as he had climbed up the ladder. “You took your sweet ass time” The four-eyed reptile snarled at the old guard, who blinked and took a step back; holding up his hands in apology.

The Anger seemed to melt from the overweight Gangster as he guffawed and wrapped an arm around the Zeltros’ shoulder. “Aw, I forgive ya! Don’t worry about it” As jolly as the heavy reptile seemed, the man that crawled up through the drop-door afterwards was the polar opposite.

“Khodo. We are not here to socialize” This man was a thin but tall Zeltros, his eyes were sharp and joyless; from the mere sight of him one could tell something was very wrong with him. He scrutinized his companion harshly, which only made the large reptile roll his eyes and release the sweating Old Guard.

“Yeah, yeah. Suck it Harut. Don’t need no sermons from you about ethics” Khodo pushed the Old Guard towards the exit of the Pantry. “ Lead the way little man”

“O-Of course!” The Old Guard spun on his heel, peering out and signalling to the others to reform their previous positions. They were to escort the two Gangsters to the room of the target and let the thugs do the dirty work, keeping an eye out and silencing anybody unfortunate enough to happen upon the scene.

 

[Sirocco]

"Mr. Oon, you have nothing to worry about as she is no jedi. I don't know what the hell she is in terms of the force but she is skilled enough and if you are worried about the sith then I can assure you they are very well preoccupied at this moment" flashing Drooga a confident grin, she looked at Nala once she was prepared to address her "very good Nala, round up the honor guard around and alarm them of our situation here, I can sense that we will have to move prematurely" Marleen as she could sense the dark thoughts stirring in the palace with her Zeltron empathy.

Walking over to a lock-box beside the shaken Raleigh, opened it to reveal his light saber, well kept and ready for him as if nothing had happened to it. All three crystals inside were unharmed and the electronics were as smooth and powerful as ever "I believe you will need this Raleigh, can you stand?" Marleen asked as she rubbed her brother's back and tried her best to comfort him. Raleigh's mind felt strong and serine and alert as if the mental insanity he was tormented with had never been there and instead an ease of power and strength were in its place. His body was another thing entirely, a little stiff and sore, he could still move with some lack of balance "I am all right, I just need to move around" Raleigh said as he painfully stood up and stretched his muscles carefully. Feeling alive again, Raleigh grinned at his new found strength in the force as he griped his light saber, happy he could do so again "I can feel something foul and powerful in the force. Not something of unbelievable power but something of a deadly will that can push through restrictions....a sickness in the force" Raleigh thought out loud as Marlen totally thought they had to leave now.

"Nala, in your way out, could you take the boys with you? untie Marlen needs to change real quick~" She said as she was reaching for her Ranger gear in the drawer as well as her own Durasteel armor with the Rifle still on her back.

 

[Cap'n Hobbes]

Nala was about to retort back to the disrespectful Duros when her mistress spoke for her. However this still didn't stop her ears twitching in annoyance at the Duros. When Marleen gave her orders Nala nodded and gestured for the others to leave as she dressed. The request for them to leave felt a little strange to her as she had never seen a Zeltron, male or female, show such modesty before however she had a job to do. She typed an order into her datapad signalling a contingent of honor guards to escort them to the space port.

Her eyes narrowed as she sniffed the air however, smelling something on it that didn't belong, "We need to hurry," she said more to herself rather than the other two, "I'd rather we not be here when it comes."

The four honor guards she requested trooped into the corridor they were in and Nala acknowledged them with a curt nod before saying, "We just need to wait for Ms. Marleen now then we can get going." She fingered her staff nervously as they waited. She knew that there was strength in numbers, but she still couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to go wrong. She twitched her tail in annoyance at her own nerves and tried to calm herself.

 

[Sirocco]

Marlen quickly changed into her battle armor as she felt the negative emotions coming from a few floors down urge her to move faster. It only took her a few minutes to suite up before storming out the door to meet her battle ready group outside. Looking at Raleigh who was stretching with subtle grunts, she worried that he was not at his best at the moment so a heated confrontation may not be the best thing for him so running it was "how are you feeling Raleigh?" she asked before motioning every one to follow her down the hall.

Raleigh kept checking his grip on the lightsaber as if he worried it would fall from his wrist as he nodded, happy to be walking again "I feel much better after a good hot bath and the nap but what I am more appreciative commented as he for is being able to move....you don't want to be stuck in a chair for more then a week, trust me" Raleigh commented as he jumped very slightly, trying to shake the sleepy limbs off his system and to feel the burn of flexing muscles again "after all this, I will have to give physical training a good go" Raleigh spoke again, knowing he was just rambling but he was so appreciative to be able to move again that he did not care.

As they made their way down the hall and then turning to a right t'words a stair case down, Marlen activated her communicator for all honor guard in the palace "all guards keep an eye for suspicious individuals in the premises and notify me as soon as possible, do not engage them if they are imperials and or if they outnumber you. converge on all top priority zones and the king and protect them at all costs. prepare my transport. over" Marlen gave her instructions as she wanted this to be as bloodless as possible as she guided them to the palace lunching pad were a VIP transport was waiting for them with guards reading the ship for a quick take off. It would help if they could some how catch one of the thugs that were after them if any but for now they were running in the dark in information and that was something she did not like.

The revolting entity in the force remained far away as if observing his forces and prodding at the skills of his targets and those that dared offend him. He was a coward and a manipulator and never liked engaging any one unless he had the out most upper hand with his custom mech but that day he was there to do as he did best; force others to do the dirty work for him. They would probably escape but he would always hunt them from Nar Shadda or any of his base planets and he would one day trap them were he wanted them. It was all just a game to him and he enjoyed every vile bit of it.

 

[Nostromos]

Marleen’s confident smile and reassurance that the cat was no Jedi did little to lighten the Duros’ sour mood, but he grunted and instead turned his attention to Raleigh. The man he would be looking after.

From the sight of the lightsaber to everyone and their mothers throwing around the term ‘sensing’ and ‘force’ Drooga had a distinct sense that he had agreed to a mess he wanted nothing to do with. But once again, the cred was good and if all went well he’d not have to worry about anything but getting some injured guy from one point in the galaxy to another.

“You owe me more’n just creds Marleen. When this is all over--” The Duros moved up to the Zeltros, encroaching on the woman’s space as the others left the room as they were instructed. “ You owe me a lot more. You got me?” Drooga had his eyes narrowed, but a nasty smile was plastered on his face; showing off sharp dangerous fangs before he spun on his armored boots and marched after Nala and Raleigh. Meeting the two out in the hall where the Honour Guard met them, Drooga finally plucked a match out of his jacket and lit up the cigarette he’d been gnawing on.

“This whole thing stinks Kitty Cat. We gettin’ out of here as soon as we kriffin’ can. I ain’t interested in getting involved with no Jedi” Drooga cast a glance at Raleigh before his eyes were pulled back towards the door as an armored Marleen stepped out. Moving over to join the group the Duros pulled out a blaster and checked its settings before spinning it around his long, spindly fingers.


He remained mostly silence, following in the back of the group as they moved towards the platform. Lifting his wrist he growled into his commlink. “Siege. Where are you?” A pause and then static and an obnoxious laugh. “Right where you left me Drooga. What? Are you lost? Did you fall into one of their big fancy, solid gold toilets” The Duros rolled his eyes and sneered at the communication device. “Start the ship. I want you on those guns”

“You want me to fire on the palace? Did you actually fall into the toilet?”

“C.G.----”

“Ok! Ok! Preping Ena now”

Drooga growled and marched up past the group of guards, Nala and even Raleigh as he shoulder himself right next to Marleen. “I got a ship of my own, you want me to get him to safety we might need to split up here and now”

 

[Nostromos]

Khodo grinned over at Harut; who simply rolled his eyes, as the guard held out his comm device for them to listen to the instructions offered up by Marleen. The Anoo-Dat growled happily as he rolled his shoulders and shoved the Zeltros ahead of him into the hall. “Perfect. You boys have a chance to be of some use”

Harut began tapping at his own wrist device in an almost bored manner, his dull eyes scanning the display before he looked over to the older guard. “Go forward and stall them at the launchpad. We will cut around the halls. All four of you now. Go” His cold tone set the other four Zeltros on edge, they moved off easily; boots clopping heavily against the intricate carpet that lined the hallways.

Khodo’s smile fell and he snarled before punching a fist into a harmless side table, sending it splintered and ruined to the floor. “They let us in too late! We can’t catch em if they get on that ship!”

Harut sighed and shook his head. “ Calm down, we were already told there was a wide margin for error. No need to tantrum about it. Let the expendable grunts do the work if need be. We will split up. Go east, I’ll go west. We meet in the middle, hopefully those fools will stall them long enough for us to get there.”

Not happy with outcome, Khodo kicked the left over table pieces and turned on his heel to stomp down the abandoned halls. Harut watched him leave quietly, before turning to head down the opposite hallway; silent as the dead.

 

[Sirocco]

Dooga's attitude would not earn him a medal of good behavior but Marlen needed him for his abilities despite his rude and almost racist presumptions of the Zeltron. How could he believe a zeltro was promiscuous with just any one, Zeltron had standard after all and they were not as 'easy tog get' as people believed....standards for a zeltron any ways. Adding to the decline of a booty call, a term that made her snicker at how ridiculous it sounded, Marleen was an educated woman and she would not be with just any one. Dooga was cute looking in a tough and rough kind of way but not that cute.

Marleen always knew how to pay her employees with out actually spending much money just as he had with her former employee. The trick to Drooga would likely be the same but one night stands were out of the question, jerk was thinking of such things and never even invited her to a drink! so rude. Marleen was confident she would figure it out but for now Raleigh needed a place to get back into shape before joining in the fight. Seeing how Raleigh was awaken before hand, things had changed as he needed to be close to be deployed as soon as he felt better.

As they made their way down the hall to the palace landing pad, Raleigh could not help but overhear C.G. and Drooga's conversation which prompted a muffled laugh at C.G.'s toilet joke. Marleen could not help bit snicker as well before regaining her composure to update Drooga on her thoughts "Mr. Oon, the mission I have given you was with Raleigh still in his healing meditation but as it seems he is awake then your mission has changed. Your new directive is to make sure he conditions himself safely until he can join me in dealing with this pests hunting us at the source. I hope that is not beyond your ability? Once he regains his full strength, I will update on your situation after I have gained information. Miss Nala, you are to make sure he gets back into shape in health and combat but don't rough him up too badly, ok sweetie?" Marleen spoke with a bit of a swagger to her as they turned around a corner to their destination were the transport and the honor guard ordered to prep it stood.

As they arrived, Raleigh felt a slight disturbance in the force, something was not exactly right....perhaps they should use an alternate form of travel as the last second.

 

[Cap'n Hobbes]

A low growling escaped from Nala's lips, but Marleen had a calming effect on her. Drooga's attitude was really starting to get on her nerves. Marleen suggestion however, gave Nala something to look forward to. As they walked towards the docking platform, she could feel the same disturbance that Raleigh could feel. The stench she smelled as they left the room was stronger in the direction they were heading.

The honor guard selected to prep their ship stood at attention but something seemed off with them, the stench she had smelled earlier was on them. Something was not right about that, "Raleigh? Tell me you sense something wrong here too, I don't think we should use that transport." She spoke in a whisper that would only be heard by him, Marleen and Drooga.

 

[Nostromos]

Drooga stayed quiet for the most part, puffing away on his cigarette and keeping his pace with Marleen. Giving a look behind him at Raleigh and Nala, the Duros narrowed his eyes as he considered the space that would be required to achieve his new objective and found it wouldn’t be that hard to do. “It won’t be a problem. I got what they need to get the boy all battle ready on my ship.”

Drooga looked back at Nala and scoffed. “Yer fancy Force tell you that? This whole situation stinks. We need to split. Now. Get out of here. We’ve sat too long with the enemy target” The Duros thumbed a gesture at Raleigh before plucking his cigarette out and tossing it on the ground. “I’ve already called my ship around, when it shows up I’m takin’ you two and gettin on it”

Drooga looked at Marleen again and sneered. “With or without your assent. I’m not sitting around with my thumb up my ass waiting for this Dragon bastard to strike. And I assure you he is. Don’t need to ‘sense’ nothin’ to know that”

---

Just as the Duros finished a nervous, older Guard approached the entire group; looking pale and upset. His hands shook hard as he ran up to the front of the group to approach Marleen. “M-ma’am. Please I---” He looked even more nervous surrounded by all manner of alien and stranger. He ducked his head low and chewed on his tongue.

His emotions and mind were swirling so fast it was near impossible to pinpoint any one thing. Betrayal from this man would be hard to find unless one was specifically looking for that sort of thought.

 

[Sirocco]

Marlen gave Drooga at the irony that what he said was fine, she knew how to get around and how not to be seen "that is perfect darling and don't worry about auntie Marlen, I been on worse situations" Marlen affirmed Drooga as they made their way to the landing pad. It was then that her Zeltron senses picked up something wrong in the minds of the guards coinciding with what Nala and Raleigh spoke off. Their minds were clouded...sick and in conflict as if trying to fight something infesting their soul which horrified Marlen. Stepping back a few steps, she wandered if this was Dragon's doing and if it was, was he here right now? Marlen upholstered her ranger rifle and looked around as the very guards she grew up with and worked with for decades were suffering at her feet "we need to move...their minds seem afflicted, Nala, be a darling and tie them up. Be careful, this are good man I have served with for almost more than a decade...." Marlen's swagger had suddenly melted into a face of sorrow and frustration as she had worked so hard to protect her people as their representative but this sight kept reminding her how she was failing.......how did everything come to this with the empire threatening her beloved planet and family? It was frustrating.

Raleigh looked on the guards as he nodded to Nala with a touch of discomfort as he was so used to looking down on others, not looking up at a female taller then he was "I feel it....it is hazy and quite noxious but I.....I think I can feel the source to be thicker in the market place and moving t'words this direction" Raleigh said before letting go, a little tipsy after letting his mind extend t'words the source of the bile. Un holstering his lightsaber hilt, Raleigh remembered that he had left his ship at Naboo and needed it or at least needed to make sure it was safe as he held meant treasures inside. Looking at Drooga and Nala, he grinned as he was about to make the request "say, could we stop by Naboo? my GA gunship is there and I would love to make sure its safe and at least make sure that my charge is safe...I have valuable things in there" Raleigh spoke with a wide grin as he saw Marlen help tie up the guards with their own cuffs.