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HUMBLE TOWN
- Mik spoke out into the darkness that surrounded him, his words would almost seem to bounce back and reverberate inside of his ears like he was standing in a room that was much too small. The air around him was thick, somehow weighted and it pressed into Mik's eyes like thumbs.
It would push, harder and harder until the pressure would be so much that Mik would think his entire head was about to burst. At the zenith of his pain it would suddenly vanish, and with it, the darkness. In its place, Mik would find himself in a square room with no windows or doors.
Looking up and around, he would see no sources of light, yet the room was illuminated with the harsh, sterile white light of an emergency room. Across from him, laying on the floor, he would see a woman curled in the fetal position. Sickly thin - her skin was dry, scabbed over in numerous spots from constant picking. Hair was greasy and matted, and occasionally the woman would twitch violently.
So far, it was as if the woman laying on the floor did not notice Mik. As he stood there, the faintest scent of something familiar would hit his nostril, but he wouldn't be able to place it at first. Once he took a step forward it would come to him, though, an epiphany through the haze his mind was in. It was perfume, the kind his wife used to wear, before the accident.
Before the spice.
Mik tried to cry himself through the sudden pain against and into his eyes, but the more noise he thought he made the less actually came over his lips as he was breathlessy undergoing the pain that would kill him. His hands moved up to pull away non-existent hands and he ended up covering his own eyes as if that would somehow protect them. It didn't and then when he would almost faint due to the pain it stopped abruptly.
Slowly he moved his hand away, fearful that if he removed them from his eyes entirely the pain would return. It was the familiar scent that hit him first and only then did he find the confidence to lower his hands and open his eyes again. He could still remember the first time he smelled it. It was twenty years ago and she had just completely obliterated his thesis that corporate use of peggats instead of credits could increase their profits margins due to bad taxability in the Core. He had fallen in love with her right then and there and-
-a violent twitch from the woman on the floor made Mik finally notice her and snap back to present day. The sight startled the Systech executive and he instinctively stepped backwards, his hands returning to his face as if he preferred to fight off daggers going for his eyes than looking at the woman on the floor. He recognized the condition. Systech had tested Jana Kang's detox-adrenal on spice addicts. Mik had never liked to watch, mainly because what it reminded him off.. he looked around, no adrenals, no spice, no windows or doors. Just him, the sickly thin woman and the harsh, sterile white light of an emergency room.
This was too familiar. It reminded him of the times he had to hurry Mia over for... he looked at the woman again and started walking towards her slowly, "Mia?" His wife had died many years ago and while he longed for her embrace every day, he knew that it wasn't possible to bring people back from the death. Still.. why did he suddenly think that this woman might be his late wife?
@Logan
HUMBLE TOWN.
Trini stared up at the towering iron gate in consternation, trying to figure out a way around, under, over or through it. Beyond it was the mansion, her destination; something important was up there, although she hadn't yet learned what.
Blood cooled and dried in the Amaran's fur. She shuddered. Had the creature slain the girl to keep her from getting that particular information? Or had that been a coincidence. Ultimately, Trini didn't know.
That began to make her uneasy.
For the first time, Trini began to become aware of the others around her. She looked up; solid shapes, and something deep down told her, not monsters or locals. She figured that they must have come on the ships she had seen parked just outside of town.
"Um... I-"
"Help!"
The panicked call interrupted Trini, and she turned, eyes widening as a woman came running out of the fog, pursued by the same creature she had seen before. Instinctively, the Amaran raised her stingbeam; the tiny weapon whistled as a beam lanced out toward the charging monster. At this range, and at the best of times, the stingbeam was a feeble weapon, only capable of stunning an opponent; that is, unless one got uncomfortably close, which Trini was not.
Yet.
It was also a fairly limited weapon in other ways. It only had 5 shots, of which Trini had now used 2. She hadn't though to bring a spare power pack, either.
Humble Town
Crix wanted to make it to the house, he wanted to be able to just be able to take a second to recover something resembling his calm. The Force was both near and far - leaving him with the Force in himself at best and he needed to calm down, he needed the Force to be pure and Light. Already he could feel Darkness around him and he wasn't sure if it was being actively used by someone or if the town was actually cursed.
Reaching the gate with the short woman with big ears, Crix took a deep breath before igniting his lightsaber to carve through the lock holkding the iron gate closed. Before he could continue on to the manor, he could hear something coming closer and he turned away from the gate. Blinking, he spotted a woman running toward them.
Chased by the creature with it's pyramid for a head.
Not. Again.
Reaching out with the Force, Crix would Pull the woman towards himself but actually direct the woman to Trini rather than himself. He moved forward, pushing up toward the creature that pursued them with an angry snarl.
"Take the woman and run!" he instructed Trini as he held his lightsaber in both hands, standing his ground between the two and the creature, addressing the creature next, "Can you speak? Can you even understand me when I tell you that I want to kill you?"
He really hoped that it did. That it would know why he was going to hurt it before it died.
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"Mia?"
The word seemed to float on the air lazily like a too-far-away echo. The woman on the floor stirred but then remained still for a moment before scratching at her face. Rolling over, the woman would gaze up at Mik with bloodshot eyes, yellowed from the consequences of organ failure.
Mik? She asked, sitting up slowly. In full view, Mia looked even worse for wear than she did before. What are you doing here? Mia's tone was harsh, accusatory. It's your fault I'm like this, that I'm stuck here. Why can't you just get the fuck away from me?
She was standing on her own two feet now, however unsteady. Mia walked up to Mik and pushed him in the chest as hard as she could. You were supposed to protect me! She yelled, dry throat screeching hoarse. Why didn't you just let me die after the accident? Another push. I hate you.
Mia would keep pressing Mik with more abuse, hoping to get him to cave in and attack her. How strong was his resolve?
---
The shot from Trini seemed to hit its mark but did little else to the creature. Unperturbed, it continued its pursuit of the woman until its path was barred by the Zabrak. The monster stopped moving, its chest raising and lowering slowly, like someone deeply relaxed despite the fact that it had just been running at a full sprint.
It peered down at Crix, or well it would have seemed that way anyway, not like the creature had any visible eyes.. or head, really. It laughed a deep, roiling thunderstorm of a laugh, but only Crix could hear it, and only in his mind. It was the only response he would get, but it answered his question.
Unafraid of the tiny little Jedi, the creature continued to walk forward, its intention to retrieve the girl very clear. If it had to carve a path through Crix to get there, then so be it. Raising the hand that wasn't currently gripping the massive sword, darkness crackled around it like lightning. With a wave of its hand, the creature sent a bolt of swirling energy at Crix, looking to squash him like the fly he was.
The word seemed to float on the air lazily like a too-far-away echo. The woman on the floor stirred but then remained still for a moment before scratching at her face. Rolling over, the woman would gaze up at Mik with bloodshot eyes, yellowed from the consequences of organ failure.
Mik? She asked, sitting up slowly. In full view, Mia looked even worse for wear than she did before. What are you doing here? Mia's tone was harsh, accusatory. It's your fault I'm like this, that I'm stuck here. Why can't you just get the fuck away from me?
She was standing on her own two feet now, however unsteady. Mia walked up to Mik and pushed him in the chest as hard as she could. You were supposed to protect me! She yelled, dry throat screeching hoarse. Why didn't you just let me die after the accident? Another push. I hate you.
Mia would keep pressing Mik with more abuse, hoping to get him to cave in and attack her. How strong was his resolve?
---
The shot from Trini seemed to hit its mark but did little else to the creature. Unperturbed, it continued its pursuit of the woman until its path was barred by the Zabrak. The monster stopped moving, its chest raising and lowering slowly, like someone deeply relaxed despite the fact that it had just been running at a full sprint.
It peered down at Crix, or well it would have seemed that way anyway, not like the creature had any visible eyes.. or head, really. It laughed a deep, roiling thunderstorm of a laugh, but only Crix could hear it, and only in his mind. It was the only response he would get, but it answered his question.
Unafraid of the tiny little Jedi, the creature continued to walk forward, its intention to retrieve the girl very clear. If it had to carve a path through Crix to get there, then so be it. Raising the hand that wasn't currently gripping the massive sword, darkness crackled around it like lightning. With a wave of its hand, the creature sent a bolt of swirling energy at Crix, looking to squash him like the fly he was.
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