On the newly created journal...(Canon is Star Wars: Knight Errant)

[erranthero]

Okay, so you finished the book, you finished the comics. Good. And now this?

[Arms folded, glaring at the mun of course.]

You're not as bad as the Dyarchy, or those maniacs Daimon and Odion, but d'you really think I'm going to be happy about this? I mean, what the kriff? This is really not how I pictured getting out of Sith Space.

And don't even think about one of those game things. I've had enough being stuck in strange places, and I'll take a trip back to Darkknell over any of those you've looked at lately, thank you. At least there I know how to fight back.

[Rolls her eyes]

At least you picked a good user name. I like it. It's catchy, and reminds me of that mercenary.

Comments

[mistreatedmachine]

Why so unhappy? giru giru. [The bot approaches cautiously, Kerra's anger evident to him.] Giru finding roleplay to be fun! Though Giru been told games not so fun. Hopefully Mun does not send you to one! giru.

But Giru be rude! Name is Giru!

[erranthero]

[Okay, weird droids. Must be a malfunctioning speech chip...]

Hello Giru. My name's Kerra. Kerra Holt. And I'm unhappy because this lummox decided it'd be a good idea to just toss me out here, dancing like a puppet on a string. I'd rather make my own decisions, I'm not programmed like a droid.

Uh, no offense.

[mistreatedmachine]

No offense taken to Giru! But Giru afraid Kerra does not have say. Calculations show Kerra at a .03684% chance to avoid danger of games, if Mun decides that Kerra will enter one. giru... [He looks a little sad at the results, knowing her stance on the matter.]

[psychometry]

There's plenty of places better than Sith Space in the galaxy. Including the games.

[revealingthoughts]

It's not just you. These Muns make a habit of pulling us from our duties, whether we like it or not.

[trainedinsambo]

... Our gracious hosts usually do not care for our opinions.

Screaming and yelling only serves to entertain them.

[erranthero]

Yea, this one seems to think they're different.

Guess not.

How d'you not go nuts?

[erranthero]

Frell your odds, Giru. I think the mun knows just how bad an idea it is to make me angry.

But if I really have no say, well, better to go somewhere that...doesn't have Sith I guess.

[erranthero]

Don't I know it. Spent a kriffing year in Odion's territory...

[erranthero]

Oh no, my duty is done for the moment. I just found a way home, and then poof. Here.

[mistreatedmachine]

Frell? What is frell? [He gives the best confused look a little bot like him can muster.] Giru not know what Sith are either! Are Sith as scary as Kerra? giru giru. [He's getting the feeling from all this angry talk that Kerra might be as frightening as Pan, but with a longer fuse.]

[erranthero]

Nothing, it's...a bad word. [Sorta like the f-word] And if you don't know what Sith are, either you're very lucky or your memory banks are faulty.

And they're a lot scarier than me.

[And in a way she's jealous of him, not having to deal with em]

[trainedinsambo]

... Patience, and occasional isolation.

At least, in my case.

[mistreatedmachine]

giru giru giru. Memory banks are at full functionality! Giru has never encountered Sith! Apologies to Kerra. giru.

Perhaps Kerra will like where Mun takes her? [He zips through the air, to give her a pat on the shoulder- cautiously.]

[revealingthoughts]

They really do have no sense of timing.

[ >:| ]

[erranthero]

So you've been at this a while?

[erranthero]

Lucky you. Sith are pretty much the bane of anything decent and sane.

And maybe. Probably not. [Ever the pessimist, but she doesn't smack him away]

I just hope it's quiet, at least.

[erranthero]

Tell me about it. You too?

[revealingthoughts]

No. My friends and I aren't quite done yet. We have another sea and continent to cross.

...

But, I did find my home. And I met my sister.

[erranthero]

Lucky you.

[Must be nice...]

Only a sea? That's not so bad though.

[revealingthoughts]

She told me not to think of her like that until we've completed our journey, but it is something to look forward to.

[If they are successful, and if they survive.]

It's still a dangerous sea. We're going north, and there's many creatures that wouldn't mind eating us. Not that it's going to be a problem.

But you travel a different way. By air?

[It was a stab in the dark, based on what her words implied. He didn't need to peek to understand that much.]

[erranthero]

Something like that, yes.

[Sea? People still use ships?]

[mistreatedmachine]

Giru will also hope for Kerra. giru. [She can't be so bad- she hasn't hit him or anything, that's a good sign!] Giru will also hope for no Sith wherever Kerra goes next. Giru would not want danger to happen to Kerra. giru giru.

[revealingthoughts]

Clearly our homes aren't at all alike.

[He smiled, and gave into his curiosity about what exactly she wasn't saying. It took no effort to try to hear what she was thinking.]

[erranthero]

Danger seems to follow me, but thanks for the thought little guy.

You're kinda weird, you know?

[erranthero]

[It might if she hadn't felt that, shoving a mental barrier up. He might get an image flash of an airspeeder though.]

That's pretty rude.

[revealingthoughts]

[He grinned like a guilty schoolboy that was caught in the middle of setting up an elaborate prank.]

It's not often I meet someone who can do that!

[Only Sheba, but they liked to tune in to eachother for maximum damage.

Although, he was very curious about that airspeeder.]

[erranthero]

It's something all Jedi have to learn.

[She's still giving him a dubious look]

And I'll thank you to stay out, I've shot people for less.

[revealingthoughts]

Alright.

[He, in turn, was still smiling.]

--I must ask now. What is a Jedi and what was that machine?

[Did it really fly through the air? Could he make something like it back home, that was driven by his own abilities?]

[erranthero]

I'm a Jedi. And that was an airspeeder.

[Duh]

You know, flies around on a cushion of air, has an engine? Pretty basic tech anywhere?

[trainedinsambo]

... Not for long. But, at the same time... For long enough.

My host is strange... but I am accustomed to her habits already.

[erranthero]

Lucky you. I'm not sure I'll ever get this one. And the people I'm bunking with are all so stuffy.

Apparently, I'm an attempt at something...new.

[revealingthoughts]

I don't. I sail in a ship across the sea-- and I know you didn't forget that. Such machines aren't close to being common back home, although I have considered building a frame of bamboo that I can cover in sail cloth and attach a harness to. It would make travel across the continent much faster, especially if you have a favorable wind.

[Which would never be a problem for him.]

I still don't know what a Jedi is, ma'am.

[mistreatedmachine]

giru giru giru. [He happily zips over to Kerra's other side.] Kerra nice to Giru! So Giru would not want bad things to happen to Kerra. [Long winded for no problem.]

Weird? giru. Giru no different than any other robot. Is Giru's circuits showing? [He begins to check himself to make sure nothing was wrong, he didn't think anything was, he felt as if he was functioning as normal.]

[trainedinsambo]

... That... is never a good phrase. More often than not... it leads to mischief.

... "Stuffy" individuals seem... more desirable than the sort in here.

[erranthero]

You're joking. A sail isn't common in your world?

[What the hell! talk about primitive.]

As for a Jedi, it's someone trained to use the Force. Guardians of peace and protectors of the people and all that. A shield against the Sith.

[erranthero]

No, just the...giru-giru stuff, and the third person conversation.

[erranthero]

Oh yea? I've got a couple of other people...with the same training I have, but they're all Masters. And it makes them all a bit more...stodgy.

Any advice on places I should put my foot down about, if I'm stuck going to some game somewhere?

[revealingthoughts]

I sail on a wooden vessel with masts and indeed sails.

And wings. [It was a long story.]

I was thinking that this device would be for a single person to glide like a kite in the air, without a lead line, of course.

...I understand the Jedi a little bit better now. Ideally, myself and people like me should be doing the same. Unfortunately, it doesn't work that way.

What are the Sith?

[mistreatedmachine]

Giru always like this! Though, when Giru thinks about it, none of the bots from M2 talk like Giru. giru. M2 not a good planet, Kerra, is where Giru was created but bots there only want to destroy. They try to kill Giru's friends. Would try to kill Kerra too.

[erranthero]

[Kerra shrugs, letting the other topics drop. She...doesn't like explaining Sith.]

Dark Jedi. Madmen and murderers, slavers and warlords.

[erranthero]

Droids trying to kill me isn't anything new.

What's the purpose though? Battle droids?

[revealingthoughts]

[Perhaps his world was still too innocent despite the creeping stagnation that promised inertia and decay. Perhaps that was why his world was so innocent, as many civilizations and technology had been lost over the ages. Ivan regarded her solemnly, studying both her and the deep weariness and understanding that he felt.

It must have been a remnant of something that had been long lost.]

...I see. That is a noble cause. How--?

[He stopped himself, wondering if he truly wanted to know.]

[erranthero]

How what?

[Way to be vague there, weirdo.]

[revealingthoughts]

How did that sort of thing happen?

[It might have been some kind of collective memory, or it might have been a hint of what was to come. Regardless, he had a bad feeling.]

[erranthero]

What? Sith?

[She shrugs]

There are two sides to the Force. They draw on the Dark Side, and it twists them, mind, body, and soul.

[revealingthoughts]

[She said it so simply, as if it were something that a child would know, but it had Ivan wondering about other details...and how they would apply to his home.]

And what exactly is the Force?

[mistreatedmachine]

Some models for combat. Others function like Giru. giru. Purpose was to take over the universe! Doctor had bio-experiment deep in secret lab, rumors spread to other robots- when was to be completed, destroy everything! Including all robots on M2! But cannot go against programming. giru giru....