Open Coruscant Getting Bullied By Gangbangers In An Alley

[Tacovean Delminar]

Spoiler: Music IC

“H-Hey, st-stop that, m-mister person-guy!” The Twi’lek begged, as any sixteen-year-old Twi'lek might, hey?

“You’re a bit of a bitch, huh?” The leader of the Terks taunted.

There they were, a Twi’lek and a Togruta, staring each other down down an alley on Coruscant. It was dark, it was night, it was wet, it was raining. “Although to be technical it stopped raining about five minutes ago or at least that’s what I—”

“SHUT UP” the Togruta cried, pointing a knife in the Twi’lek’s general direction. “You gotta be…the BIGGEST…dumbass…in the entire kriffin’ GALAXY”

The Twi’lek did not take that too kindly. “I mean…” Taco looked left, looked right. There were a colorful amount of this-species-and-that-one to his left, about the same to his right, each one sporting ballball bats and knives and cortosamanium-knuckles-or-something-or-other and staring rather angrily toward the only Twi’lek’s way. “...Is that…is it a good thing that you said I'm the biggest dumbass in the 'galaxy’ and not ‘universe’?”

Taco licked his lips, hoping for the best, and was quite utterly terrified as the street gang that called themselves the Terks strolled toward his person as soundly as music shifted into his ears. Its source?

He remembered where he was: Outside of a night club in Coruscant, music from inside heard all the way from outside, wondering how the heck he got here. Someone SAVE me pleeaase.

 

[Ceris Odrosess]

With the injuries from her most recent endeavor, Ceris was granted some time off; it was a bit aggravating. A few minor articles wrote her as some type of hero, even though she was the one that needed to be saved. She wanted to go visit her grandparents but decided it was best to not disturb their peace. So like any young adult, she went out to the entertainment district of Coruscant.

Ceris wasn't experienced in clubbing but still hopped around place to place. With her uniform on and right leg bandaged, she mostly watched others dance while she drank. That is, until some awful song started to play. Ceris got up and made her way to an exit which lead out to an alleyway. "That's what the kids listen to these days?" she muttered to herself before looking down the alleyway at a group of people. Ceris couldn't hear much, but heard one of them shoutout "SHUT UP". There was definitely some sort of trouble.

Reaching into her bag, Ceris pulled out her trusty blaster and fired at a nearby trashcan as a warning. "Get on outta here brats! Try picking a fight somewhere else!" she called out. She aimed her blaster at the group, but set it to stun this time.

@Die Shize

 

[Tacovean Delminar]

Spoiler: Music IC [Recurring]

“P-Please friendly gang people, please please please don’t kill me alive,” Taco pleaded while backing away. At first he considered going slowly, kind of subtly, because maybe they wouldn’t notice him? But they might so he decided to go quickly. Torn between the two options, he almost tripped.

“D-Definitely don’t skin my lekku, okay, hey? Please? Togruta, you can empathize, hey!” Apparently not. Eventually the Twi’lek found himself backed up against a wall. The Terks closed in with vicious grins. “G-Guys I LOVE pink sneakers, PERFECT for a gang uniform, I take what I said ba— EEEEEEE!!”

Taco squealed as a blaster bolt fired away and the trash can beside him fell away, the lid flying into his lekku.

“—EEEEEEE!!—” OH MY GOODNESS THIS DRUK STINGS.

“Oh, you wanna piece o’ this, bitch?” Togruta spread his arms like come-at-me-bro. Taco saw it all but was too busy squealing to do anything about it, hey.

Then, all at once, the Terks rushed forward toward the blaster-toting chick-person as one, their uniform pink sneakers flashing pink lights as they charged.

@Altaria

 

[Ceris Odrosess]

Ceris immediately put a stun shot in the Togruta that spread his arms. "What an imbecile, practically asking me to shoot him.." she thought to herself. As the others charged she fired on each one. Luckily for Ceris, they didn't have armor, blasters, and were making themselves easy targets to hit. Each one laid unconscious on the ground. "Well that was easy. Hey kid!" Ceris called out to the twi'lek.

Holstering her weapon, she approached the squealing man-child "You ok? Why were these guys messing around with you? You owe these guys money or is this some petty bout between some drunkards?" She looked down at the Togruta sporting a bright pink outfit. They looked incredibly goofy to her. Ceris looked back at the Twi'lek and eyed him up and down. He seemed a bit on the younger side, and also looked like a dunce quite frankly. "You seem a bit young to be hanging around this area."

@Die Shize

 

[Tacovean Delminar]

Spoiler: Music IC [Recurring]

When finally the stinging stopped in his lekku, the ringing in his ears did not. This what kids listen to these days!? The night club’s music heard all the way down this alley was doing nothing to help Taco’s head.

“HM’WHAT!?” He answered to whomever had called his name. It was that woman with the blaster who had clearly shot the trash can that had caused the Twi’lek some pain. If she shoots me too I’ll have to phone a friend. Clearly his molested lekku was jumbling his thoughts.

“I—I was in Chompin’ Charlie, this night club right beside us, hey, when these guys in pink sneakers called the Terks were on the dance floor and I said “HAHA YOU GUYS ARE DUMB” well actually it was maybe more of a “HEHEH” than a “HAHA” but long story short—”

At that, Taco would proceed to tell a short story long unless interrupted.

“—Which leads us to I ran down this alley hoping to get away from this gang when some woman with a blaster shot a trash— hey that’s you, hey!” He pointed.

“Hey, these idiots are gonna wake up soon enough and I dun wanna be here when they do, 'kay?” Taco looked left, looked right. “Can we please leave?” He frowned. “I…got no one else to get me outta here…”

Maybe she had seen it before he did, certainly he was only now conscious of the trash can's lid wobbling on the ground for no reason whatsoever. Except that I can't control my mind moving it, hey.

@Altaria

 

[Ceris Odrosess]

"Wow this kid really is an idiot.." Ceris thought. She held up a hand to him as to get him to relax "Listen kiddo these guys won't get up for a few more hours, not after taking a medium stun blast like that. You shouldn't be messing with people like that, hell, you shouldn't even be in a club at your age. Now.." she thought about the boy saying he had no one else to get him out. "Where are your parents?"

Placing both her hands on her hips, she waited for a response, but glanced at the trash can lid. Ceris walked over and pressed her foot down on it, causing it to stop. She turned back around to face the Twi'lek, until the can started wobbling again. She turned back around, placing her foot on it once more. Ceris held her foot down for a few seconds, then lifted it up but continued to watch; the lid began wobbling again. The captain looked back at the boy, watching him look around nervously. "Weird behavior, no family, and causing trouble. You have got to be kriffing kidding me.." she thought.

Ceris let out a sigh and placed a hand on the twi'leks shoulder. "Listen I'm Ceris Odrosess, a captain for the New Republic Navy. I'm gonna call up my boss and try and get you some help." She didn't want to mention that he could be force sensitive, as he might become even more crazy. "I'll also call up the law enforcement to take care of these guys here so how about you sit down and wait a bit. Sound good?"

If the dumb kid had no further qualms, Ceris would pull out her dataphone and call the local law enforcement. She would also send a text to her boss, notifying him she met a young force sensitive boy. Ceris wasn't acquainted with any Jedi, but surely her boss had a connection.

@Die Shize

 

[Tacovean Delminar]

Spoiler: Music OOC

A few more hours? Taco could deal with that. He wasn’t sure what a stun blast felt like but hoped it hurt. He thought long and hard about that as he stared at the unconscious bodies while the woman said something about his parents being too young for Chompin’ Charlie.

“Hm?” Taco snapped back to attention. “Oh, they’re…” He looked about, massaging his lekku like one would twirl long hair. “...On vacation…” He squinted into the sky. “...On…Corrru-Korriban.” Heh.

Suddenly aware that the trash can lid was no longer wobbling, Taco wondered if he should take offense to his behavior being accused as being weird. Though that’s what Jessi’Ca’Ca told me after breaking up with me at Chompin’ Charlie so hey.

“Ceris Adresses? Weird.” He repeated while Ceris was still speaking. “Captain? Nice! Help? Awesome sauce!”

At the notion for him to sit down and wait a bit, Taco gave two thumbs up and sat down to wait a bit. He couldn’t find a chair, despised the trash can so settled for a Togruta’s back.

“Hey hey so are you doing like apprenticeships or long-term tailorships at your Old Republic Navy whatsacallsit?” Please please PLEASE say yes I need a frakkin’ job already! "Alternatively I'm affiliated with President Thorne's cabinet if YOU would like a job." Taco sat up straight, had to look sophisticated and all.

@Altaria

 

[Ceris Odrosess]

"Sit back down kid, just be quiet for a second." She ordered the boy. These were the moments that made Ceris wish she was a bad guy. So easily she could just shoot him and say it was collateral damage. Ceris continued to text her boss "Kid might need some sort of therapist as well; he's a complete nutcase." A response came back "Leave it to the Jedi."

Soon after a patrol speeder came down the alleyway, two officers of this level's department stepped out. Ceris made her way over, showing them her I.D. "Caught these guys assaulting that boy over there, then they tried to attack me after I warned them to get out of here. They're just unconscious right now." One of the officers chimed in "The kid ok?" Ceris looked back at the kid for a moment before turning back around "He's fine, but need to wait here with him. Seems to have no parents, has some mental issues, and uh" she picked up both of her hands and wiggled her fingers "think he might be in line with one of those types of people if you know what I mean." She placed her hands back down and continued "I contacted the Grand Admiral to see if he could contact them and have them send someone to come pick him up."

The two officers nodded and began to cuff the unconscious gang members. Putting them in the back of their speeder truck and taking them in. Ceris walked back over to the twi'lek "Hey kid who do you live with? Any family members on Coruscant that take care of you?"

@Die Shize

 

[Tacovean Delminar]

Spoiler: Music OOC [Recurring]

"Okie doke!” Taco complied, a tad disappointed that his political prowess wasn’t fooling anyone. There wasn’t much else to do besides wait while Ceris texted away so he decided to pick the Togruta’s pockets.

He found a few credits but wasn't a thief, a lollipop but hated raspbery, some paperclips, a rusty knife, and a photograph. It showed a Togruta dressed like what Ceris probably wore during ceremonial visits by the President.

Taco pocketed his findings, along with a bag of spice, so by the time the Buddy Patrol came along he was as innocent as a sleeping Togruta. “Hey kid, please move.”

“Huh?” Taco cocked a brow.

“You’re sitting on my prisoner.”

“Oh.” Taco moved, found a seat against a patrol speeder, debated whether to sit inside it. Ceris walked over just then. Dang she’s got a weird last name though. “Eh I do some bouncing around.” He quickly caught himself upon catching how beautiful Ceris looked. Dang she’s got a pretty name too.

“What I mean to say, hey, is that I live in the...the Coral Crown Condo Complex downtown. Pretty pricey but I can afford it, hey.” Taco designed and developed that development in the span of a few seconds. “I’m an…I’m…” Put on his best babe magnet face. “...I’m an architect.”

While waiting for Ceris to twirl her hair on account of wanting him to ask her out, Taco watched the Terks get loaded up. “Hey, I found this, hey.” He showed her the Togruta’s photograph of a Togruta. ‘NRN’ was on the uniform as well as a pool of blood. “Looks…” Smile faded, frown traded. “Looks important.”

@Altaria

 

[Ceris Odrosess]

"Sure you are kid.." Ceris responded to the twi'lek's claim of being an architect. "Lives in a complex but bounces around. Thorne's cabinet but then an architect. Something's wrong with this kid" she thought. However, she wasn't fond of babysitting, especially a very annoying runt like this one. She came down to the lower levels to get away from stress, not to accrue more.

Ceris snatched the photo out of his hands "You're not suppose to take shit off of people" she said sternly. She gave the photo to one of the officers as they passed by, got in their speeder, and drove off with the arrested gang members. "Here's what I want you to do kid. Sit down against that wall" Ceris pointed to the brick wall of one of the buildings "and don't talk, don't touch anything, and don't grab anything. Just sit there and don't cause any more problems." She let out a brief sigh "We're waiting for someone to come pick you up."

Without waiting for a response, Ceris pulled out her phone to see if her boss said anything; he didn't. She let out a groan, hoping a Jedi would come take the boy off of her hands soon.

@Die Shize

 

[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music IC

Pissing on a wall, Kayden had heard the commotion down the alley after leaving the club. The Terks were at it again and some idiot Twi’lek was going to be their victim. That was until some chick with a blaster made short work and shortly thereafter the authorities arrived.

Kayden spotted a wobbling trash can lid while keeping in the shadows. It was dark but his white track suit was a little easier to spot. That didn’t matter anymore once the police left and one woman and a teenager were left behind. So one man approached them both.

“Excuse me.” Kayden caught the attention of the Twi’lek immediately. They exchanged a smile.

“H-Hey, Jack! Hey, Ceris, this is Jack!” Kayden was glad that the idiot left out the part about buying spice off of Jack in the club. That made things cleaner.

“Jack is the name,” Kayden introduced to Ceris. “I’ve been looking for this young man, Taco, for a minute now. To my surprise I get a call from the Council that a Twi’lek is in need so here we are.”

He was putting on his best act for this, which wasn’t much beyond what someone of the other Order would do; all composed and passionless and whatnot. Like a plank of wood with a smile pissed onto it.

“Taco is my Padawan.” At that, Kayden waved a hand through the air to close a backdoor that had been left open by some imbecile. “He has a condition, however, and clearly the Force needs him to remain at the temple in order to deal with it. I very much appreciate you looking after the young man. May I take him off your hands, ma’am?”

“Yeah, for real,” the Twi’lek concurred. “Padawan Taco at your service!”

@Altaria

 

[Ceris Odrosess]

Ceris quickly turned around to see who was coming. The two seemed to know each other, so that was quite a relief for her. She was rather pissed to find out Taco was already a padawan. Ceris turned to him angrily "You brat why didn't you say you were a padawan? You couldn't handle those thugs all by yourself either? For fucks sake..."

The captain let out a stressful sigh before continuing "Well Mr. Jack, or Master Jack? I'm not really sure how you guys operate but anyways the kid's all yours. Just try not to lose him next time." Ceris pulled out her phone and sent another message to her boss "Forget the previous request. The kid already had a jedi looking after him they just picked him up." She put her phone back into her bag and made her way back to the club exit she came out of. "You two be safe" she said, waving her hand behind her as she walked past.

@Die Shize
/exit thread

 

[Kayden Skyler]

Spoiler: Music IC [Recurring]

After the blonde bitch left, Kayden was left alone with the Twi’lek who had just become his bitch. The two smiled at each other. I know why I’m smiling. I bet you’re smiling because you think we’re about to play a game. Well, he was right, they were, but one of them would enjoy it more than the other.

“Feeling okay?” Kayden queried.

“Right as rain, hey! Hey, did you mean it? I AM your Padawan, right, yeah!?” Taco looked positively pleased. Kayden was pleased.

“Right. You are my apprentice now, Taco, and I am your master.” Until I get bored of you and leave you in a cantina for its patrons to piss on.

“LEGIT! This is pretty crazy ya know ‘cause I was tellin’ that chick like HEY I’m an architect for the President’s chest—drawers—chest of drawers—and you’re like HEY I’m Jack and I’m like—”

Taco proceeded to ramble on unless interrupted. He was. “No worries.” Kayden waved a hand the same way he had closed a door. “Hey, how’s the spice, hey?”

Taco nodded like this really was just a game. “GrrrrREAT!”

“Great. Let’s go.” The two were off. One Sith journeying to his Silence, a vessel where screams could not be heard, and one idiot Twi’lek soon to hear them.

[EXIT KAYDEN SKYLER]
[EXIT TACOVEAN DELMINAR]
[END THREAD]​