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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 21:50:44 GMT -5
Kayla snickered. “I was joking about that,” she said seriously. “I am not that insane though don’t tempt me,” she teased with a friendly grin. Then she frowned. “However if you don’t believe me strip search me for CS-4’s,” she added with a grumbled. “All I have to say is don’t expect me not to kick your ass if you do try to act on said idea,” she added with her arms crossed.
She listened as he explained about how clones were different. “Interesting,” she said. “Then again I never been around clones since the war started. So this is the docking bay.”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 22:02:59 GMT -5
"Phhfftt-" Chopper quickly bit his lip to stop himself from laughing. It semi worked, but it resorted to his shoulders shaking slightly as he tried to contain his laughter. A strip search?! Honestly what was she thinking of? First of all they only do strip searches as a last resort, there are pat downs and searches, but honestly. He didn't catch the ass kicking line he was trying so hard to breath through his laughter.
He stopped just inside the door to the hanger and the docking bay.
"Yeah, if you wanna find a ship. It's here. Unfortunately, the doors are closed now. So either you open them up and notify everyone onboard ship of your presence, or you wait until it's been authrized to open."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 22:14:23 GMT -5
Kayla saw his expression when she said strip search. “Obviously I was right,” she muttered with a snicker.
Kayla rolled her eyes. “And be interrogated?” she asked with raised eyebrows. “After all the hell I think not,” she said with a growl. ‘I’m surprised he ain’t interrogating me yet,’[/I] she mused with a grin. “On second thought better off being locked in the brig,” she muttered sarcastically as she used the Force to open up a cargo compartment and then closed it behind her.
A clone trooper spotted Kayla and asked, “Who are you?”
Kayla looked at him and used the Force to use a mind trick. “No one you should alert the squad I’m onboard,” she said.
“No one I should alert the squad about,” he said toneless.
Kayla grinned as she used the Force to open up an empty room and locked herself in. She sat down in one of the chairs and sighed as she closed her eyes to relax.
Clone trooper ran into Chopper. “What the hell are you doing here?” he asked.
(OOC: Another clone you can control and reveal where Kayla went.)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 22:35:51 GMT -5
Chopper turned his gaze away for one second. Honestly it could have been one second, and she was gone. Again. This was the second time too. He groaned, looking aroudn the deck to see if he could spot her. Damn. Frustrated that he could have been so stupid, he spun on his heel to try an attempt to find where she went.
First place he checked was the room he came from. Nothing. So much for that idea. Chopper retrieved his helmet while he was there, and ran back to the docking bay. As he stepped foot inside, he slammed into the clone trooper that had been tricked by Kayla.
"OW! Hey! Watch it!"
"Ow, geez!"
"...Hex?!"
"Chopper? ..... Damn you have a hard head-"
"Have you seen a Commander come by here?"
The clone trooper paused. "Uhh.... a Commander? Uhhh... No, can't say I have."
Chopper wasn't convinced. "You hesitated quite a bit..."
"Well maybe if you were running about like a train and knocking into people!"
"Well hopefully it knocked some sense into you. Where were you coming from?" Perhaps a mind trick? It had happened to Captain Rex once before, maybe Kayla was able to do that also.
"Erm... but the control room, why?"
Chopper didn't answer. That was a good enough place to start anyway. It was after hours, so there would be only a few clones wandering about. Really though, the control room? Great.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 22:43:08 GMT -5
Kayla sighed. “Peace and quite,” she said. She hated being watched and kept under supervision 24/7.
“Who the hell are you?” asked Clone trooper CS-256.
Kayla waved her hand. “Commander nothing to worry about if Choppers is looking for me tell me I needed some air,” she said with a wave of her head and she Force-pushed the trooper out of the room and she looked the door behind him.
Clone CS-256 appeared to Chopper. “Looking for the commander you brought onboard?” he asked. “She’s locked herself in the control room to get some air,” he added with a snort.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 22:55:53 GMT -5
Chopper skidded to a stop as the clone trooper adressed him. So the control room was the correct guess, thank goodness for that. Atleast he knew where she was. That in itself was relief enough. Still though, some fresh air. He snorted angrily.
"Thanks." Chopper grunted as he watched the trooper take his leave. Looking around for anymore troopers and seeing none, he walked over and sat against the wall by the door. He sighed, the sound masked by his helmet. He dug inside his pocket and retrieved a small piece of metal. It was the first droid finger he collected, and the only one he managed to steal before they confiscated what they thought was them all.
He ran his finger across the edge, remembering the battle well. It was the first time Slick had commented on his battle skills. He had been good before, but since the scars Chopper's subconscious had demanded revenge and ever since then he'd destroy any Seperatist in his path.
He followed the outline of the finger, knowing each scratch and dent by heart, while he let his thoughts wander.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 23:09:58 GMT -5
Kayla used the force to open the door.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 23:18:21 GMT -5
At the sound of a hiss, Chopper snatched the finger back into hiding. He looked around, half expecting to see someone, but instead finding an open door. Kayla, how nice of her to open it for him. He was almost tempted to kick it down, or even crack the code on the door. An inner instinct told him that it would have pissed her off though.
Poking his head around the corner first, Chopper entered slowly. He must have either annoyed her to death, pissed her off extremely well, or she was playing around. He frowned and took off his helmet, tuking it under his left arm. His face was serious.
"Had enough fresh air?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 23:26:26 GMT -5
Kayla smirked. “No I haven’t,” she said with a sigh. “Some people don’t like being watched 24/7 and yes I am one those people,” she added with a snort.
She thought for a moment. “However I came in to think,” she admitted as she turned around to face Chopper and pointed to a chair. She used the Force to grab her backpack she had stashed in the cargo hold. “On whether or not if I should tell you a little more about me,” she added quietly. “However that will depend on your attitude and if you are going to yell at me again for sneaking away from you for a moment.”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 23:35:51 GMT -5
To be honest, Chopper knew what being watched felt like, and for a moment he felt guilty. Being in Slick's squadron, he was the prime suspect before Captain Rex and Commander Cody had figured out it was in fact Slick. he had felt watched ever since, never really knowing if people still knew he had kept a droid finger or not. He gave a mental sigh.
He watched her point to a chair and followed as directed, he sat and set his helmet on the floor. He decided it was best to just sit and shut up. He didn't want to get into a fight again, he was quite content on just sitting. clearly Kayla had trust issues, he didn't blame her, but it was best to just shut up and listen. He had her undevided attention.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2012 23:54:50 GMT -5
Kayla thought for a moment. “Though I can’t blame you a little for being watchful,” she said thoughtfully. “Considering you told me you had someone betray you can’t really blame you,” she added.
She played with her backpack strap. “And if you think I have trust issues,” she mused. “I do; however, when it comes to this galaxy you can’t really trust anyone not without having one them turning against you. Then there are those who also take advantage of you when you try to be nice to them.”
Kayla thought for a moment as she snorted. “And in regards of my story well it’s not one I like telling considering the fact that my background isn‘t one of the best,” she said honestly. “Though you’ll find out sooner or later and if you go digging up information and use it against me well I think you already know how I will probably react to it,” she said with a snicker.
She sighed. “Reason why I bounty hunt is because I grew up with bounty hunters when I was a kid,” she said. “My parents were both bounty hunters. Dad left before I was born so of course mom had to bounty hunt to make money. Though Dad shows up three years later wanting to bond with me and mom let him take me when she got mixed into some crap and then he raised me and he was a bounty hunter himself. Then I was discovered by the Jedi when I was about four,” she said. “They offered to take me to the temple and that’s where I trained and became a Jedi Knight at eighteen. Whole time I was in the order I never felt like I fit in. And when I was about twenty-two I decided to leave and become a bounty hunter since it’s in my blood and that’s what I’ve been doing since.”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2012 0:15:30 GMT -5
Chopper was silent the whole time. At least he wasn't alone in the fact that he had felt betrayal, or know what it's like. Kayla knew, and pretty much nailed it straight on. Slick had trained them, bonded with them, and in the end he was a spy and even put Chopper down into the suspect spotlight when fingers were being pointed. His own brother. He clenched his teeth, then relaxed and cleared his thoughts as she continued.
It was good to see that she still had that spark inside her, eventhough she was adressing a touchy subject. Chopper waited patiently and attentively as she spoke her story. A raised bounty hunter, trained Jedi, then back to what she was taught. How much they had in common. A trained soldier, left to repair machines, then hopefully back to the soldier position.
Speaking of soldiers.
"And Emile-A239? Is he a clone?" He spoke without thinking. After all, the number system was the simmilar. He immediately regretted it once he said it. How could he be so stupid. He bit his lip, looking at the floor, eyes darting back in forth trying to think of something.
"S-sorry.."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2012 0:54:07 GMT -5
Kayla chuckled softly when Chopper asked about Emile-A239 and the apologized. "No," she said softly. "No he wasn't a clone. Military man from another planet..." she trailed off. "A guy I fell in love with while we were together; however, he died by getting drilled through and through with a plasma sword."
She paused for a moment and sighed. "However I am aware that he's in a better place still doesn't mean I don't think about him from time to time," she added as she thought back for moment. "Craziest son of a bitch I ever met," she added with a chuckle.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2012 1:02:10 GMT -5
Chopper winced slightly, doing his best not to seem surprised. The first shock was the fact that she had told him. He pieced one and two together and decided that the tattoo was meant for who ever this 'crazy man' was, probably Emile. At first she seemed strickly forbidden to talk about it, and now she was beginning to crack. It wasn't really something Chopper was used too, sure his brothers cracked now and again but they were sent to medbays and fine when they returned. Chopper doubted this was the case with Kayla. She still seemed to think about him often, and the look on her face showned her happiness.
He was rather stuck on words, not really prepaired for her opening up like that. He was thinking more of a struggle, or her attempting to shoot him or something. What to say to something like that? It was unfortunate, but being Military they both must have known of the consequences of war. Still though, it didn't leave Chopper feeling very content.
"......Ah...." He managed after a while.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2012 1:12:56 GMT -5
Kayla snickered. "You are lucky I didn't threaten to shoot you," she grumbled. "He holds a place in my heart is all." She then threw her jacket at him. "And you need to loosen up," she said shaking her head as she walked over toward him and sat beside him.
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