#highgrcunded

[rileyjensonrose]

@highgrcunded​

    He was caught, nothing out of the ordinary really, but this species that had caught him was. Obi-Wan had not seen something like them, and it was clear that they never saw something like him. He was human with gifts that were not well known to many…not in this area he guessed.

   Obi-Wan sat down on the ground in the sell he was in. He was sitting in a meditative state. Pale blue hues fluttered open to look at the male before him. His head tilted at his words, “ Forgive me. You must feel as though you’re in control. Then, what do I owe the pleasure of this visit? ”

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‘‘Pleasure? Either you’ve never been held captive before or you’ve got a very strange fetish going on. Or... I suppose it’s not that strange a fetish, but if it is please do inform me. I’ll see to it that you wont enjoy it as much anymore..’’ Riley smirked as he squatted down in front of the cell so he was at the other’s eyeheight, showing one of his claws. ‘’If I have to come in there to make you talk, I will. So you had better answer my questions. Are we clear on that, or do you need some sort of demonstration?’’

Being the Galra empire’s prince’s right hand, Riley was no stranger to beating some truth out of anyone. Yet he could sense this was no ordinary enemy.

[maximummusesarch]

@highgrcunded​ (x)

“I wonder... does the death rattle of the Duchess still reverberate through your mind each night?  The symbol of the culture she’s worked so hard to distance herself and Mandalore from, ultimately being her undoing?  Have you ever wondered what would have happened if you gave into your hate... and struck me down to save her?”

[theprisonerofasgard]

@highgrcunded​

    “ Oh you know, that’s the truth, ” he said with a weak chuckle, “ Thank you for the tea. You really didn’t need to make me this, ” still, he held the cup of tea between his hands, head dipped to the side a bit. He was exhausted, but sleep wasn’t something that came so easy to him lately, “ No, no it’s fine. I can stay awake. You get some sleep. ”

      “That was less of an offer, and more of a demand.”

Loki’s voice was light, but firm. There was nothing in the tea that would keep him awake, and this wasn’t a negotiation. His face might have been schooled into something neutral, but worry churned beneath the surface.

      “I know you could. But you shouldn’t. And you won’t.”

[nighttknight]

@highgrcunded​ // CONT. FROM X

“Your security has improved, but it hasn’t improved that much,” he teases, stepping into the room. Locking the door behind him, he walks over to Kenobi. The simple decor of the room makes it obvious that this room is meant as a place of relaxation and mediation. Normally he’d respect that and not enter but this is important. 

“You have my apologizes for interrupting your meditation. I wouldn’t disturb you unless it was important. As much as I wish this was just a social call... It isn’t. I’ve recently been in contact with Senator Amidala. It seems a new Mandalorian clan has formed. They call themselves the Rogues. The senator overheard a rather damning conversation... It seems one of the council members is hiring these Rogues to take out political rivals. I don’t know the Rogues personally but I know their type. Their type hates Jedi. I can guarantee you they are two timing whoever is hiring them. It’s safe to say the whole council is at risk, as well as the political rivals of whoever hired the Rogues. I think the best way to handle this is to have eyes and ears in all places. We have Senator Amidala keeping an eye out amongst the council, and I plan to go undercover in the Rogues. All we need is someone to keep an eye out amongst the Jedi. Mandalorians have killed Jedi before. We can’t risk them sneaking in and murdering Jedi.”

[rcfekjwtaardby-moved]

@highgrcunded​ [x]

Waxer was relieved when the general decided to take care of the cat. Waxer could never walk past creatures in need of help. Boyle was always angry with him for the next animal that he was trying to drag onto the ship. But the wounded animals cannot live without help, and Waxer tried to help them with everything he could.

"Maybe someone from the locals can take care of it?"

[kotofvi]

@highgrcunded | Shiro;

          Well, it hadn’t been his intention to get hurdled through space and wind up a battered mess on unfamiliar ground, but here he was. As far as he knew, they’d won that battle but with he and Black out of commission, there was little to be done about what could happen next. To him all that mattered was getting a diagnostics check on Black rather than knowing what was going on with himself. Getting ejected to the ground though, well he couldn’t say it wasn’t unsettling. He knew it was likely a precaution she’d done to prevent further injury, but now he was in a space he didn’t know first hand. Which only made him uneasy. For all he knew, this could be a hostile environment and he was a sitting duck right now with the scent of blood all over him.

The first thing he did though was ensure Black had her particle barrier up to keep her safe, then he went about finding a spot he could sit down and take the weight off his bruised and battered limbs. He sighed softly before taking a deep breath to try and center his thoughts, listening to everything around him. Nature. These were sounds he recognized, faintly so for how long it had been, but recognized all the same. It didn’t take long for his presence to attract a few animals, his lap soon covered with smaller creatures because he was so still and non-threatening. Amusement settling on his features as he found himself running his marred digits over fur and idly trying to gather himself in the meantime.

What he wasn’t expecting though was the sound of footsteps. Blood skewed vision was he had at the moment, he hadn’t had a chance to really gather himself enough to clean up. “I know you’re there. I can’t see you but I can hear you.” The animals didn’t seem disturbed, a few felines perhaps curious and batting at his arm to tell him so as he shifted to reach up and try to wipe the blood from his eyes a bit more. Perhaps this person wasn’t a threat? Or at least, not one to the animals. For the moment, that was enough for him to not be entirely on guard. The damage wasn’t as bad as it looked, really. He was still capable of movement and that was enough for him if there was a threat. After a few moments of finally getting the red out of his eyes and the bleeding to stop above his brow, he turned his gaze towards where he’d heard the footsteps. A relatively.. Human looking person? 

Not relatively either-- no, that was certainly a human. Or at least, a very human like something. With as much as he’d seen in the past few years, he wouldn’t chalk anything up to just sight alone anymore. “I have no idea where I’m at right now but I’m pretty sure it isn’t Earth, so if you’re masquerading around as a human because of how I look, it’s unnecessary.” 

[itsybitsyparker]

Years later, when he looked back on it, Peter still wouldn’t understand where the mission went wrong. It was a pretty standard diplomatic procedure, on paper it had looked pretty boring, but two days after landing it had him dragging Jedi Master Obi Wan Kenobi into a cave so he could tend to his frankly alarming amount of injuries.

“We can do this,” he muttered, mostly to himself as he tore away part of Master Kenobi’s robes to get at the wound. “You’re going to be okay Master Kenobi, my aunt is a medic, she taught me everything.” 

Peter tried to make it sound convincing, because this looked bad. This looked like more than he could fix without several pieces of cutting edge medical tech. The gash was large, and sluggishly oozing blood, it already appeared red and swollen at the edges hinting at an infection that Peter had hardly anything to combat. The plants that grew at the mouth of the cave looked promising, if he could get Master Kenobi stabilized maybe he’d take a look. 

“I’m going to stitch you up now alright Master Kenobi? You’re going to be just fine.”

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[skyguarded]

  That still doesn’t exactly answer his question.  Not that he thinks it’s any different from how he got most of his other friends.  It’s circumstance.  Being stuck in the same place with the same people under very stressful situations.  But the older sounds so sure it’s hard not to believe him anyway.   “That your uh...force sense talking or you just being a wiseass?”  There was a lot about Obi-Wan he still didn’t get.  Plenty of information that was just too complicated to compute on top of everything else.  “Oh I can think of a couple things.”

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