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[Theia Durand]

New Alderaan

Theia was certainly uncomfortable and disgusted with where she was currently. The entire situation was a fiasco, she was just trying to do the Jedi thing and do Jedi things and this is where it had lead her. She was probably going to be in more trouble because she left without really getting permission, she hated she had to go through a bunch of red tape before getting anything done. It made her want to retreat more and more back into her schooling, hermit away at restoring decaying pieces of art instead of dealing with code, rules, and meditation. Though she also knew she was really pouting because she got caught, a busy auction with more security than she anticipated and now she was quickly looking at charges, not because the auctioneer was pressing them, but because she couldn't mind herself and her attitude toward security staff.

She was squished between others stuffed into the holding cell, several in with her were drunk, high, and clearly suffering from something mentally. Additionally not only did her cellmates stink, the whole place was a new repulsive odor that she knew only bleach and a skin peel could make her feel clean again. She tried to distract herself with other concerns like what will happen if- no when her mother found out about this. There will be no end to lectures and Erza will just give her the stare that she knew meant she was in big trouble. Then she wondered if she would be kicked out of the Order for this, but she wouldn't be given a chance to sweat on it when she was given her holo-call out to someone to let them know her location.

Uhm... master Ezra, its Theia, I'm here at the... uhhh... Antilles Detention Center on New Alderaan. I don't think Mama knows yet, or anyone else but can you come bail me out before they do? I didn't do anything serious, they could have just asked me to leave nicely but this one punk told me how he would like a hottie like me and some other ick if I stayed around, so I did what any girl would do. I also don't think the officers like me here either at least they didn't believe who I was. So, yeah, if you don't get this message, I'll probably call Uncle Jai next, okay, see you soon, bye!​

@Sreeya

 

[Ezra Thorne]

Theia would suddenly hear a lot of excited chatter and whispers throughout the entire detention center. Perhaps she forgot just how famous her Master was, but his arrival was heralded by an obnoxious amount of speculation and even a reporter or two arriving on the scene. The Thorne was dressed casually, having hoped it would toss people off his trail, but it didn’t work.

The part Sephi stepped towards the cell, hands stuffed in the pockets of his gray hoodie. He blankly stared at Theia just as she expected. The people in the cell next to her suddenly sprang to their feet, faces pressed against the bars.

“WHOAAAA ARE YOU EMRYC THORNE THE ISC PRESIDENT?”

“No, stupid, that’s the EZTech guy.”

“But isn’t that also Emryc Thorne the President?”

“You so dumb, it’s his son, ain’t it?”

Ezra ignored it all, his gaze fixing on his apprentice. A moment later, a guard stepped over, apologizing profusely to Ezra as he unlocked the door, sweating buckets as he did so. Ezra waited till Theia walked over, his eyes flicking up and down to assess for any injuries. Finding none, he turned and started to walk, “Let’s go, I don’t want to keep smelling these people,” He said icily.

@GABA

 

[Theia Durand]

Theia sat almost like a stone statue as the others in the cell went about their business...or fighting, or sleeping on her. One had even begun to touch her hair, but the padawan remained silent, a test of her patience as all she wanted to do was to get out. She even thought about trying to use the Force to break herself out, but the press would have been all over that and that wouldn't be very jedi she assumed. It felt like ages before she felt something, and then she started to hear excitement down the hall. She didn't move quite yet as the other women in the cell got up to get a look at who was making such a stir as they came down the hall.

The padawan stood up when Ezra arrived, trying her best not to get a stupid grin in her happiness to see him, and instead matched his stoic stare, her eyebrows slightly rising in a betrayal of amusement and relief to his presence being here. A guard quickly appeared and Theia nearly thought he was having a medical emergency with all the sweating he was doing as he let her out; she received back her belongings and walked with Ezra, silently sharing the sentiment she felt about the smell. It would probably take an obscene amount of time to get it out of her hair and clothing.

"Thanks master," she said as they exited from the jailhouse, fumbling slightly with her utility belt and pack as they avoided onlookers. She was hoping to avoid word getting back to her mom, but forgetting how famous Ezra can be... this had completely backfired as someone took some holoshots with their camera. She would have to avoid visiting home until mama cooled off after seeing this.

"So...now that you're here..." she begun to lead on, "We can go at this together." she suggested, anticipating some pushback given he just bailed her out. Regardless, Theia continued, "I found the Bendu Stone." she told him, "I- we, need to go get it back, it belongs to the Jedi and these rich jerks just want it for their private collections." She wasn't sure how he would respond, she assumed a swift lecture was coming but she was going to get it regardless of his decision.