Lost Lights

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Re: Lost Lights

Postby atone410 » Thu Mar 24, 2016 6:22 am

Ailissa watched the man for a moment as he spoke to her. Some of the words sounded a little familiar. She could make out that it was a question, probably about location. She cocked her head to one side, trying to think of how to describe this in the most primitive way possible. If she could make out a little of what he had said, maybe they could make out what she was saying.

"Chonula kaili junori," She spoke slowly, motioning with her hands on each word. Chonula kaili was illustrated with a hand slicing through the air the way she had seen the ship land. Junori was illustrated with a hand flat, as if against a wall, and the other hand moving back and forth in a hammering motion. The phrase meant Metal beast repair. She hoped her language was close enough to the one the man had used and that the phrase was simple enough that they would get the point.

She watched the pair for a moment for any hint of understanding, but the woman's face was unexpressive for all her beauty, and the man, well he seemed slightly confused. As if he had a puzzle in front of him that perplexed him at all times. Even without communication, she was beginning to trust the two a little more. They didn't have a killer's aura. The man seemed kind and the woman, she seemed somehow... bright. As if there was a light around her. Ailissa wondered for a moment at that. She had seen a few people in her lifetime that had the same light around them, and they never let her down. They always had the best luck, they were always graceful, and they always did the right thing. She wondered if such a thing would hold true for this woman.

After a moment, the short girl smiled, turned, and started off again. If they didn't understand, oh well. They reached the edge of the wood and started through the gardens side, with their gigantic flower petals and vibrant coloration and crystalline almost translucent stems. This place always made her think of a particular song she can't remember when she learned. She began to sing, low at first, ever aware of the strangers behind her, but then rising in boldness and volume as she progressed through the verses and chorus and bridges. She always felt that when she sang, things always seemed a little bit... magical, perhaps. Here, in her Wonderland Gardens, she felt like the colors started to grow a little bit more vibrant and the stems became a little bit more translucent but reflected a light that wasn't coming from anywhere in particular.

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Re: Lost Lights

Postby PMiller » Fri Mar 25, 2016 1:28 am

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Esimae listened and arched one eyebrow as the shorter woman replied in something akin to Huttese, but not quite. She looked to Harland and commented, "That was not quite the same. I think it highly unlikely that she would know Rodian insults either."

"In any case, she appears to have determined we have come here to do her harm or enslave her. This is a good sign and whatever she is trying to tell us has to do with the crash... or maybe another crash. Do you suppose there are others here as well?"

She glanced around as they walked. The strange landscape was different, but Esimae was starting to sense the connections between the living and vegetation as the Living Force was flowing all around them. But the land did not feel at peace either.

"I am not sensing danger around us."
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Re: Lost Lights

Postby Harland Cyress » Tue Mar 29, 2016 12:12 pm

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Harland nodded.

He looked around them as they walked, taking in the verdant beauty of the place. So much color. So much variety. So much unspoiled greenery, as if this was some primitive land untouched by sentients, unpolluted by ship exhaust or repulsor backwash.

“There could be,” he said to Esimae in a low voice. “At the very least, this is an uncharted planet in the middle of a hyperspace lane. What happened to us could have happened to others. Maybe Ailissa assumes we’re from the same…tribe.”

He shrugged.

Ahead, Ailissa had started to sing. It startled him at first, but there was something both bright and lulling about her song. He didn’t recognize any of the words, or even the tune, but she had a beautiful voice, both resonant and pure.

“That’s nice, Ailissa,” he called up, then smiled and tried to convey with a gesture that he liked her song. “You sing very well.”
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Re: Lost Lights

Postby atone410 » Sat Apr 02, 2016 11:32 am

More hand gestures, she recognized them. Appreciation of her song. She had stopped singing when she turned, and her eyes had begun to turn back to normal as she faced the newcomers. Ailissa was unaware of this, for she did not accurately remember what she was or where she came from, and she had never sang while looking at a reflective object where she may catch a glimpse, however, her eyes changed when she sang. A slight black film covered her entire eye, causing quite a creepy transition. This film allowed her to see the way energies flowed around her, though she was unaware that that is what she was seeing. So as she turned back to the travelers, her eyes still happened to be partially black as the film had only just begun to dissolve. As she nodded and bowed slightly in appreciation of the praise, her eyes turned back to normal. It would give almost any onlooker the feeling that they had imagined the difference.

Ailissa didn't stay still for long, just long enough to convey thanks. Then she turned and started off again. They were already at the edge of the gardens before she had time to think of a new song to sing, and this time she remained quiet. The landscape changed drastically. The ground lost the bounce and buoyancy of grass and plant life and took on a hard solidity. The earth was not dirt or sand or anything else, but an unblemished, shining black substance, as if the entire planet were formed of onyx. The difference between the gardens and the rest of the small, ever changing planet was palpable, unnatural.

The first landmark to greet anyone who glanced to their right was a grouping of enormous, bleach white buildings. They looked highly out of place with their lack of sharp corners and instead, abundant curves and rounds. There were domes and towers all getting larger and larger as they reached the center of its formation, where one tower stood above the rest. Imagining fields of lush green grass and a range of beautiful snow capped mountains behind, spotted by wonderfully thick trees, and a terribly steep cliff before, leading into a lake of the purest blue, one would almost think of a planet that had been destroyed years prior or not quite yet, depending on when in the timeline anything had happened, not that it was relevant on this planet removed from time itself. It was a dead city, perfectly preserved against time and elements.

A little further off in the distance was a solitary pyramid, the capstone shimmering in a translucent, almost glowing, ruby red. Ailissa had always loved the pyramids scattering the planet. They held such perfectly carved and painted pictures of people from such an interesting society of men with dog's heads and women who's bodies curved in all the right places. On the loneliest of days, she would take solace inside the buildings and make up stories according to the pictures that were there.

If Ailissa remembered correctly, the Metal Beast Menagerie as she has dubbed it was on the other side of the pyramid, inside one of the bigger and taller buildings located there. The high rises were not able to be seen from Ailissa's current position, but she knew they were there. Nothing ever moved on this planet, save for her, an addition to the silent collection, and the rare lost soul that would find themselves here, regardless of whether or Ailissa ever saw one.

She guided the travelers away from the Ashen City and towards her Ruby Pharoah. I wonder if these names I've come up with are ridiculous to other people... The capstone glittered in the distance as if a beacon for those lost and wandering. Ailissa watched the pyramid grow closer and closer, thinking back to the first time she saw the great structure. As dead and empty as it was, she fell in love with the place. But now, as she reminisced, something seemed different.

Ailissa watched for a moment longer, slowing down almost to a stop. Movement, right in the entrance. A pair of eyes, matching the red glow of the capstone.They were there one moment, then gone the next. She glanced back at the travelers, suddenly much more afraid of whatever was inside that pyramid than of anything these two could do. There was just something wrong about it. The chills and the hair standing on end on the back of her neck did nothing to help that feeling either. Did they see it too?

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Re: Lost Lights

Postby PMiller » Mon Apr 04, 2016 5:16 am

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Esimae had walked along, her hands clasped behind her as she strolled. She was calm and peaceful looking as they followed the seemingly carefree woman singing. Wherever they had been going, their guide thought it important.

But when they stopped, the Jedi Knight immediately sensed the change in the young woman's demeanor and body language. Something was not right about the situation and it was not a change of heart.

Esimae made a reassuring gesture and then closed her eyes for a moment to gather in the living Force. She opened them again in a moment, but her eyes looked unfocused as she starred ahead. Esimae was in fact seeing with other senses, her perception in tune with the surrounding in a way that most could not comprehend. She could sense beings even in hiding with cover and concealment.

She murmured, "Well, something is there. But I am not sure why she would bring us to them."
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Re: Lost Lights

Postby Harland Cyress » Fri Apr 08, 2016 12:31 pm

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Harland leaned forward. He hadn’t seen anything, but his senses were still prickling, an uneasy feeling slithering around the center of his gut. He wished yet again he’d taken the time to get into full kit before he and Esimae had followed Ailissa. There had been time. Too late now.

He unholstered his pistol with a casual motion.

“What is it?”

He was talking to Ailissa, and while she couldn’t understand his words, he figured the context would be clear.

Instinctively, he stepped to the side, so they weren’t all clustered together in case the enemy started throwing grenades. If that was the sort of enemy they faced at all. The pyramid before him was something unreal, the top glowing as if the very stone radiated energy from within.

He glanced at Ailissa again.

“Do you have a weapon?” He motioned with his gun in the direction of the pyramid, hoping to convey his meaning.

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Re: Lost Lights

Postby atone410 » Thu Apr 14, 2016 7:32 am

The travelers had both sensed what she had seen. The man had the small metal L-shaped device in his hand now and motioned to it, and the woman looked uneasy. Perhaps the metal thing was a weapon of some sort. That thought made Ailissa feel a little better. At least the travelers seemed to be prepared for some kind of battle. The man seemed to be asking her another question. Her mind was whirling slightly too fast to even care to try to figure it out, though.

Now, she had a choice. Would she lead these travelers into the pyramid to investigate the sudden and unexpected appearance of life where no life had existed before or would she guide them around the pyramid and avoid whatever malevolence may exist inside? Of course, the clear answer was to stick to her plan and guide these two to the other metal beasts so they could repair their ship.

But... the curiosity. The wonder at a new life on a planet so barren and empty and void. She had been there for so long and not seen much in the life department. And, what if she was wrong? What if those probing eyes had only freaked her out because she was seeing something that she had never seen before, or that she inherently knew did not belong after spending so much time alone. Furthermore, what if it was another lost soul, just like her? What if they were scared and alone and they just wanted help?

Ailissa's heart fluttered momentarily with compassion and she glanced back at her new companions, deciding. She did not want to chance whatever was in there to be dangerous and end up turning these two against her. She had to get off this planet. The lost soul that could be trapped and hiding in that pyramid would haunt her for as long as she lived, she believed, but she could not turn her back on this opportunity. Plus, maybe she could have one of these two teach her how to travel aboard those beasts and dictate where it went. Maybe she could come back and save anyone who was left.

She turned back and started on a course that would take them to the side opposite of the two entrances to her Ruby Pharaoh, her mind made up. There would be no unwelcome surprises this day if she could help it.

As the Ashen City grew smaller behind them, great white mountain peaks among the surrounding black horizon, the frame of a much smaller structure came into view. Around the corner of the 140 meter high pyramid, lay a much smaller 21 meter high white building. It was rectangular, two rows of four massive windows on either side of a grand entrance as tall as the building itself. Four massive pillars framed the entrance of the majestic building, all angles and filigree and amazingly precise workmanship. Ailissa absolutely hated this building. It seemed so... bland in all its grandiose and resplendence. There were rooms upon rooms upon rooms in this building. Some were for living in, clearly. There were clothes and beds and linens and baths of a quality Ailissa had never experienced before. Not even the royalty she had dreamed of so often wore such well made clothing or slept in such soft and wonderful beds. Most of the rooms above ground were bathed in whites and reds and golds. But other parts of the building was populated by more serious looking areas, all greys and whites. What she thought was the kitchen was covered in silvers and whites. There were rooms filled with black pictures in black frames that had black vines running to small black boxes and the dark grey walls. There were rooms filled with olive green cabinets of metal, all standing side by side. And then there was the big circular office that held two couches and a desk, looking so official and royal, so important and serious too. She wasn't sure why these rooms disturbed her, especially the round room, but they did. It felt like... history. It felt like there was so much that had happened in this one building that it was tainted, darker. She felt hopeless and tiny and powerless whenever she roamed the halls; unimportant.

She shook off the memories of her exploration expeditions into the white building as the three continued to move towards it. Ailissa kept one eye on the Ruby Pharaoh to keep watch for anything that might pursue them, further relieved with every breath that those red eyes didn't show themselves again.

Once they reached the building, Ailissa led them to the grand front entrance, pillars and a chandelier and a large wooden double door. The fastest way to get to the metal beasts was to cut through, so she would just have to deal with her own emotions. Their footsteps echoed through the room once they reached the inside of the grand entrance. There were stair cases to the left and the right, raised ceilings, shining tiled floors. Red carpets stretched in between pillars that formed open corridors to doors standing open, and flags of blue and white and red stood illuminated in a soft, eerie glow.

Ailissa led them across the red carpet, straight back and through the doors ahead, following a stair case up through a set of open double doors and then to a set of closed double doors. She reached for the handle, but stopped before touching it. Something felt wrong. There was something in there. She just knew there was something in there and it wasn't friendly. The eyes in the pyramid could have been explained, but this, not at all. She was flooded with a fight or flight rush of adrenaline as she stared at her hand. In her head, time stopped as she slowly withdrew her hand, backed up to the middle of the grand hallway, and turned one way, then the other. Danger. Have to get out. Something changed. Something is different. She faced the door again and forced herself to take a deep breath, then turned right and led their small party to the large dining area, taken up mostly by a long solid wood table. She turned right twice more and they found themselves in front of a glass patio door leading to a large half circle balcony, stairs curved with the circle on the left and right of the balcony, leading down to the onyx ground.

There was a dark brown door to their right, and Ailissa paused before opening the patio door, listening for any movement that may have been heard inside the oval room. She heard nothing after a moment, so brought them outside to the patio, heading toward the stairs. Something caught in her eye and she glanced at the windows momentarily. Mistake. She saw it and it saw her. Ailissa's eyes went wide and she instantly knew this creature meant her harm, and it was the same as the one in the pyramid. Eyes that glinted with a flaming red malevolence followed them hungrily. The face looked human, a short black beard and lots of wrinkles. Big ears and a long forehead. It was wearing a black suit with an untidy bow tie, accompanied and complimented by a tall black top hat. But the skin seemed to crawl over whatever bone structure lay beneath, it was constantly moving, almost like a liquid, but chunky and fragmented. The thing, whatever it was, grinned, and in that moment, Ailissa knew death. The mouth split wider than should have been possible, and then continued to open even wider, revealing thousands of tiny, sharp teeth, yellow and decaying.

Ailissa bolted for the stairs, fear threatening to freeze her in place and ensure her demise. She could not let that happen, not when she was so close. She turned her head back to the travelers to make sure they were behind her, and nearly flew down the steps, it seemed. As she cleared the final steps, a terrible cry pierced the air from the balcony above them. It sounded high pitched at the same time as terribly deep. The ground shook and all light seemed to fade away to the point where she almost missed the slight movement to her right, darting from beneath the stair case opposite to the one they were on, straight at her. This one was different from the man in the room. This one looked more like a massive cat, but with too many eyes and a tail made of silver blades. To her left was a wall, behind her were the travelers. She had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, and even further, no way to protect herself and the new-comers she may have just led to their deaths. Her body moved to stand a little taller, arms outstretched, at least trying to make sure the only thing this monster grabbed at was her.

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Re: Lost Lights

Postby PMiller » Sat Apr 16, 2016 3:53 pm

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Esimae was puzzled with the grand tour around the empty buildings. It was becoming obvious their guide was avoiding contact with other beings or creatures. The Jedi Knight was amused that there was a sense of protectiveness about the shorter woman. If they could be understood, Esimae would have reassured her to let her fear go. But their guide kept going, wanting them to follow.

Then it became apparent that dangerous creatures were stalking them. She got a glimpse of the horrific looking teeth and was about to suggest another idea, but the girl clearly thought running away was better. Moving like a team, she stuck with their guide and left Harland to cover the rear. "Watch our backs, husband. Let me see if I can keep our guide out of trouble."

Esimae had her hold on the Force in an instant, sensing their pursuit, and was not surprised by the creature appearing to corner them. She laid one hand on Ailissa's shoulder and stretched out the other towards the cat-like creature. Drawing on the Force easily, she took hold of the feline and lifted it into the air. It was not like she was trying to lift a star fighter or anything, so it was not a challenging accomplishment with a little concentration.

"I will use the creature to deal with our pursuit," she said in a detached voice with concentration. The struggling and hissing creature thrashed in midair while it floated around towards where they just came from.

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Re: Lost Lights

Postby Harland Cyress » Mon Apr 18, 2016 9:31 am

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Harland was well-used to working with Esimae and swiveled to cover their backs, as she had suggested. If he had his armor and jetpack, he would have more mobility in this strange place, but he had no choice but to make the best of it now. He waited, watching and listening, trusting Esimae to take care of their pursuit.

From the yowling and spitting sounds behind them, she had.

“Ailissa,” Harland said, low and firm, trying to catch her attention. “Stay with us. Stay here. You’re all right. We’ve got this.”

There had been another foe earlier, a strangely dressed humanoid that had seemed to come and go, its skin flowing like a shapeshifter’s. He had an idea of what Esimae planned to do about that one, and trusted her to do it.

“Just stick with us, Ailissa.”
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Re: Lost Lights

Postby atone410 » Thu Apr 21, 2016 11:00 am

Eyes shut tight, Ailissa stood still as stone, hoping to at least give the travelers time to get away. She held her breath as time seemed to stop. She expected claws, teeth, razor sharp blades to rend and tear and destroy.

And then it never happened. There was no pain, no impact. She heard violent hissing and thrashing, but it didn't sound like it coming any closer. Slowly, she let out a breath she'd not realized she'd been holding, and opened her eyes. The cat was floating, weightless and enraged. The traveler had her arm outstretched to it as if she commanded such an event.

Accepting that these travelers were much more competent in battle than would meet the eye, Ailissa tried to formulate a plan. She may not have been able to fight, but she could definitely bring them somewhere safe.

If they continued past the Bone House as she called it, they would reach the ships quickly. However, to get there, they would have to go through the dark tunnels of a mountain and its patron city. The shadows in those halls always seemed to hold their own secrets. Ailissa had never really liked exploring the tunnels, not since she found the cavern that housed a small lake, an island in the middle of that lake, and a boat to cross to the island with. When she reached the island the last time she went exploring, she found bones upon bones. Some were fish bones, some looked more like the bones of children. However, there was a skeleton still in tact, sitting up against a rock holding its right hand as if treasuring the golden ring more than its own life. The place always just gave her the impression that something was going to jump out at her at any given time. Now, though, the idea that that could happen was all too real.

To their right was the Ruby Pharaoh, a no go, especially with red eyes lurking. To their left was a great stadium of stone, giant arches reaching to the blackened skies, illuminated with a terrible red hue. In a moment, she had a plan, at least to be able to lessen her dead-weight on the travelers. There were rows upon rows of weapons in multiple rooms in the Gladiators' Hovel. There was even armor and bows and arrows. She had spent much time in that stadium, pretending that great beasts of tooth and claw and muscle-bound giants were her opponents. She probably wasn't fit to battle any trained warriors, but she could at least defend herself.

The fear had subsided and a plan had formed. She was determined again, and that over-rode any amount of fear and shock these creatures caused, as well as any surprise or confusion caused by her own companions.

Ailissa turned and placed a hand on the man's arm, getting his attention while the woman was preoccupied with her terribly magnificent magic trick. She pointed to the Gladiators' Hovel and then at the metallic object he held, then herself and then back at the stadium.

"Ko judari ci tomo."

She knew neither of them could understand her words, but hopefully with her motions, they would understand what she was saying. 'My weapons are there.'
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Re: Lost Lights

Postby PMiller » Mon Apr 25, 2016 6:12 am

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Esimae held the cat-like creature suspended while Harland was carrying on an unintelligible conversation with the shorter woman. She was going to be able to hold the creature for some time, but she would become fatigued after a bit. The creature was hissing and spitting, really showing it was upset that it had been rendered helpless for the moment.

"This creature might be rather tough and could survive being slammed into a wall head first. Harland, do you want to try stunning it to unconsciousness?"

"Then we can depart and leave it behind."
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