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Padawan Lost

WHO: Cal Kestis, BD-1 and you! OTA
WHERE: Temba and beyond..?
WHAT: Lost padawan trying to get his bearings by keeping busy.
WHEN: Start of Feb. Event
WARNINGS: Jedi: Fallen Order spoilers? (If you'd rather I keep it vague, let me know in comment)
OTHER: I dunno if anything will come up, but just an obligatory head's up, please see Cal's permissions, particularly regarding his psychometry skill.

"The obstacles in your path define the path. What stands in the way becomes the way."

His master's words echoed in his mind, but Cal wouldn't let his thoughts delve any deeper than that, shaking his head as though to physically disperse them. Ever since he'd woken up in this strange, empty place, he'd felt just as lost as he had five years ago, back when things just suddenly changed.

And now he was back at square one again, without a lightsaber, without a direction. Well maybe not necessarily lacking in direction. He was still puzzling over the information overload. Where did one even begin with something like that? How did you find a path when you weren't even sure exactly what the obstacle was?

The electronic hoot in his ear had the padawan turn his head to glance at the little droid perched behind him, his head peering over his shoulder. Even Cal had to smile at that. At least he wasn't alone this time. Thank the Force for small favors.

"...so what do you think, BeeDee?" he asked as they wandered. For now it seemed prudent to follow what passed for streets, and every now and then the little droid would scan things here and there to compile into a map. BD-1 offered beeps of concern, and Cal really couldn't fault him. "Yeah... Not sure I like this either. Something doesn't feel right."

Flickers of movement, visions? Echoes? The would-be Jedi wasn't quite sure what he was seeing, or what he thought he'd seen. BD-1 didn't seem to register anything unusual at all, although in the distance, something however did draw the exploration droid's attention. Were those...ships entering the atmosphere?

The two exchanged a look, and without further encouragement, Cal started in the direction of what he assumed was a landing pad.

((OOC: Interactions don't have to happen directly after ships land, I just wanted to establish a set-up for the kid. So if you're about because you'd rather not tackle the storm or whatnot, cool! Cal will be heading out to investigate stormnanigans as well, but I'll wait to get to that bridge before crossing it.))

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After the ships landed, a tall, blonde teenage boy was one of the first to un-board. Despite having spent a good amount of time on spaceships before, including a memorable couple of months where he practically lived on one while trying to evade an inter-dimensional parasite, Teddy wasn't a huge fan of space travel. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that two separate alien nations either wanted to kill him or kidnap him at any given moment. Or maybe it was the fact that he was born and raised in a large city, and he just preferred having solid ground beneath his feet.

Either way, it was a big relief to be off that ship and its cramped quarters. He stretched his arm up above his head, working out the kinks in his back, as he scanned his surroundings. Movement ahead caught his gaze, drawing his focus to the figure of the young man approaching.

Huh. Someone new? He raised a hand, offering the other guy a wave. That should show that he's friendly.

"Hi there. You coming to help out with the storm? We're stocking supplies first, so it'll be a little while before take off."

Waving? Waving was nice. It beat greetings of blaster-fire and shock-staves. Cal lifted his hand to offer a lazy wave back as he saw someone come off the ship. He didn't look that much older than the padawan. From his usual spot over Cal's shoulder, BD-1 poked his head out, cocking it this way and that much like a bird.

"Hey," Cal said once they were near enough not to have to shout. "Storm?" His eyes automatically tracked towards the distance where he'd sensed... It wasn't something he could put his finger on, exactly. He glanced back at Teddy.

"Mind filling me in?"

Right. This guy had missed out on the dubious honor of direct contact from the Agrii, explaining the storm and their newfound mission. Teddy wasn't sure he even fully understood what was going on, being a recent arrival himself. But he could manage a brief re-cap.

"We got a message from the Agrii--our new alien overlords or whatever--about a storm coming in south of Temba. Apparently the storm can kill the Agrii, but for some reason they think it won't hurt us. They want us to investigate, find out what's causing the storm. Stop it."

Teddy said it all very casually, like this was just another day. As he finished speaking his eyes darted to the other guy's shoulder, where something was poking its head out.

"Is that a robot? Awesome."

"Those guys, right..." Cal murmured, lips quirking in what wasn't quite a smile, but then he still wasn't really sure what to make of everything. It was a lot to process, even with- or was it especially with- the instructions included.

"How are they so sure it won't hurt us?" Because running into a potentially lethal storm sounded more than a little concerning. His brow furrowed, but he didn't exactly question stopping a storm. If something was causing it, then it made sense to that there should be a way to stop it. Of course, it all relied on the not dying like these Agrii upon exposure.

As Teddy noticed the droid, the padawan finally did crack something of a smile, nodding slightly in his buddy's direction. "This is BeeDee-One. And I'm Cal. Cal Kestis."

BD-1 booped cheerfully at the blond in greeting, standing a little taller as he was introduced.

Teddy shrugged. "They didn't give much in the way of specifics. It was basically summed up as it kills Agrii but not heroes. The heroes being us. And they didn't leave us a way to ask any questions."

It sounded dangerous, made even more so because of how much they didn't know. But Teddy was used to getting caught up in things without having all, or any, of the pertinent information. And they wouldn't get any closer to fixing this planet if they all decided to just stay away from the storm.

Once the introductions began Teddy's smile returned. "Nice to meet you both. I'm Teddy Altman. I arrived here not too long ago, so I guess we're the new guys."

He couldn't help but frown at that. Whatever this whole thing was that they'd unwillingly gotten themselves roped into, the whole idea seemed less and less appealing given how secretive their...hosts? appeared to be.

"Heroes, huh." Cal's eyes drifted back towards the rest of the empty place. As much as he had questions, he doubted anyone else would know the answers if the Agrii limited communication with them. Brows lift as Teddy admits he hadn't been here all that much longer himself. It was something of an odd relief to hear.

"Guess so," Cal said, smiling crookedly. "Nice to meet you too, Teddy."

He nodded, his smile fading just a bit. "Yeah. Heroes. Because we're supposed to save their planet and all. Would have been nice to be asked first, right?"

It wasn't as if his home was filled to the brim with people who would have been happy to help out the Agrii if only they had been made aware of their situation. But no, kidnapping and holding people hostage was a great way to restore a planet.

"Well, I can't really give you much of a tour. I was only here for a short time before the Agrii sent me on to meet the others. But I can help you get in touch with some of the people who are staying, if you want. You probably need some time to settle in."

"The option would've been nice, yeah. A warning, at least? I'm not sure how these Agrii figure everyone will be fine with being whisked away to some unknown place and expected to solve their problems."

Especially when they might have plenty of their own to deal with. Maybe a distraction was what Cal needed, but not like this.

"It's fine. I wasn't expecting much for a tour anyway. I'm figuring I may as well just jump into things. This storm's supposed to be something we have to fix somehow, right? And it'd be too easy to just let myself get lost in thoughts otherwise."

"I don't think they really care? Like, they're not giving us much of a choice either way. We could refuse to help, but the best we'd accomplish is getting trapped here until the Agrii find others who will help."

For what it was worth, Teddy didn't think the Agrii meant any actual harm. They were desperate and acting selfishly, but he couldn't entirely blame them for that.

"Oh, I should also mention they have some kind of power dampener they're using on us. So if you have any special abilities they might not work the same way, or be as strong."

He figured it couldn't hurt to give him a heads up rather than let the other man find out the hard way.

"Yeah. No idea how we're going to fix it yet, but I guess we'll figure that part out." He jerked a thumb back towards the ship he had stepped out of earlier. "You can catch a ride with us if you want? Not everyone is going, so we have some extra space."

"If they don't care then why bother bringing us out here at all?" And being stuck for even longer just didn't sound appealing. Cal wasn't sure what to think of the Agrii himself, but they really weren't making the best case for themselves.

What Teddy said next made him frown again. "Power dampener?" Was that why it seemed a little difficult at first to sense the Force when he'd arrived? How was that even possible? But then the same could be asked of their being brought here. "If they can do such things, but not handle whatever this storm is, then how do they expect us to do anything?"

There were probably going to be many questions they'd have to settle for being unanswered for the time being. Cal breathed out a sigh, trying to refocus himself. Trying to work out too much at once wouldn't get him anywhere. He looked back at the ship Teddy indicated, giving a nod.

"You said something about getting supplies? Let's do that first. We'll work it out from there."

"They care about their planet being saved, of course. But I don't think they care about how we feel about having to help them. Hence the no choice given."

The power dampener was a complete drag and yet another thing that Teddy could barely wrap his head around. The Agrii seemed to have powerful resources at their disposal and yet they needed outside help to save themselves. It wasn't adding up. "I'm not entirely sure they know we can do anything. It's not like they left instructions beyond us apparently being able to survive the storm. As far as figuring it out goes, we're on our own."

The list of questions he had was growing longer by the minute, and he could only hope that some of them would be answered soon. Maybe if they managed to stop the storm the Agrii would be more likely to contact them again and give some of those answers.

"Yeah. We need food for the trip. And other basic necessities. Not sure how long we'll be out there, but we should grab enough for a couple of days."

Cal stopped himself from asking another question as he reminded himself that Teddy hadn't been here too much longer than himself. That and the general lack of information that the Agrii seemed to provide. It was much too easy to start getting overwhelmed by how much one didn't know.

"Okay. Sounds doable." More so than the actual task they'd been given, anyway. "I...don't suppose you know where we're supposed to stock up, do you?" he asked as he looked around. If it wasn't one thing it was another. It was hard to get started on something when you didn't know where.

"I've been told where the extra supplies and rations are kept. Haven't been there before, or really anywhere around here, but I think we can manage."

Luckily, he'd been given pretty easy to follow directions.

"Let's go!" He started off past the ships, walking at an easy enough pace that Cal would be able to catch up.

"Still a step up from me."

That was a relief. Cal supposed they could have resorted to his usual methods of poking around places until they found something useful but that'd take some considerable time. The supplies probably needed to be gathered sooner rather than later.

BD-1 beeped eagerly at Teddy's proposition, the padawan smiling over his shoulder at the droid before he started along after.

"Yeah, it should all be in a storage room down this street. It'll probably take us a couple of trips going back and forth."

His super strength would help things move a little faster, but he still only had two hands to work with and at least two to three ships needing supplies.

After walking past several buildings, Teddy finally slowed to a stop in front of a smaller building. "I think this is it."

Nodding, Cal didn't get his hopes up for some kind of repulsor sled or something to help with loading as he followed Teddy. No harm in doing things the old fashioned way.

Behind him, BD-1's head twitched back and forth as the little droid took in the area, building up his own map bit by bit. He peeked over Cal's shoulder as they came to a halt by the place in question.

"That wasn't too bad a walk. Let's have a look then."

Teddy nodded and pushed open the door. The room was organized with boxes of rations pushed to one side and stacked together. Other extra supplies had their own spots including boxes with spare clothing, blankets, and whatever else the other heroes had been able to scavenge from the abandoned buildings.

Walking over to one of the boxes of clothes, Teddy reached inside and started looking through it. "I don't know about you, but I'm definitely going to need some new clothes soon. This seems like a good place to start."

He then nodded towards the rations. "We'll take a couple boxes of those and leave the rest for those staying behind. We might be getting some fresh produce to take as well. A friend of mine told me he does some gardening. If there's anything ready to take we might get some variety at least."

It looked like whoever had been around longer had definitely been working hard at getting things together. Cal glanced over towards the boxes Teddy went to inspect.

"Honestly? I haven't even gotten around to thinking about that yet. I feel like my head's still trying to catch up with everything in general." He had a lot to consider. It was going to be like starting all over on Bracca and he wasn't really sure which was worse.

Walking over to the ration boxes, Cal took a look at the contents, nodding. "All right. Any idea just how many people have been brought here?" That was more out of curiosity than trying to figure out how much rations would be needed. Hopefully they wouldn't need too many if they only planned to be gone a few days, but who could be sure?

"I get it. It's a lot to take in, and I've had a couple weeks to process. Which is also why I know you're going to want a change of clothes soon. If only to have something to wear when you wash those ones." He pulled a couple of shirts from the box, holding them up.

He shook his head. "I can't give you an exact number. But I know that the ships hold a crew of five each and we have six of those. I've also heard that we've lost a few people who were here."

"Good point." Cal wandered over to where Teddy was, lifting open the lid of another clothing crate before stepping back as BD-1 dove in headfirst. He couldn't quite stifle a laugh as the little droid rooted about the contents. "Some things don't change."

He wasn't sure how many people he was expecting to be around, but the approximated number seemed a pretty fair one. The Agrii were busy doing something. "Wait, lost? As in..?"

Teddy laughed at the sight of the little droid diving head first into the clothing. "He does know that none of that is for him, right? I doubt we'd find anything in his size."

He frowned down at the clothing he was sorting through. Unfortunately, there wasn't much else he could say on this topic either. "They disappear. Here one minute, gone the next. At least that's what I heard. They were probably returned home." At least he hoped so.

"He just really likes looking in boxes," Cal said, shaking his head as he heard BD-1 shuffling and beeping about. He tapped at the side of the box. "You okay in there or did you get lost?"

It wasn't very reassuring when you didn't know exactly what the fate of those who vanished were. He hoped that it was to go back home as well, not wanting to think too much on otherwise.

"Hm." Cal nodded, deciding it better not to dwell on that subject long. He glanced over as BD-1 resurfaced, the droid looking proud of himself as he tugged his leg up, something bright hooked over his foot. The padawan sighed as he picked it up, giving the droid a look. "Yeah, I think I'm going to have to say no to that one, BeeDee."

Edited 2020-02-29 20:57 (UTC)

Teddy shrugged. "Eh, there are weirder hobbies. At least someone can enjoy themselves." He pulled out a couple of decent shirts that looked to be his size, and a faded pair of pants that he shook out and added to the pile.

He tried not to think too hard about the people who have left. It's not like he could do anything for them here. He could only hope they're better off.

Glancing at the item the droid had found, he laughed again. "Aw, come on. It could be your color."

Cal held up the orange shirt, tilting his head. "Guess it's not that off from the old flight suit you found on Kashyyyk, but I think this might be a little big for me."

He folded it up and put it back into the box as BD-1 toed at the other things. "I think I'll look through these later. Want me to start taking some of these rations to the ship?" he asked as he looked over at Teddy again.

He set his small pile of clothing off to the side, figuring he'll be back for it later after the rations have been moved. They could probably manage the trip with just five of the boxes, leaving the rest of those staying behind. By himself, Teddy could probably carry two at a time, but he didn't want to take all of the work after asking Cal to help him.

"Yeah, we better get started. Can you manage one of the boxes on your own?" Not that Teddy doubted he could, but the boxes were pretty heavy. If they needed to carry in tandem, better to know now.

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