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tyr bur'rin | twenty-nine | assassin 

[tburrin01]

rixharen​:

rix has a way with people. in more ways than one. of course part of it comes from the force, from sensing how people shift around him, their moods, their intentions. but the other is purely from keen eyes and years of practice. and what he can see about tyr is that there is much to learn about the man. much more than rix knows now. not surprising - most of the associates he collects tend to be more than they seem at first. “good. oh - i’m known as rix. rix haren. i assume you would want to know who you’re working with.” he confirms with a nod, clasping his hands behind his back again. “i take it you have questions?” he’d be a fool if he didn’t.

tyr let out a snort at his comment, glancing up the datapad, a small smirk on his face. of course he had questions. but those would come in time. he knew not ask them this early on. not if he wanted to keep a job and stay alive. he simply shrugged, “don’t we all, rix haren? i assume if there’s anything else you wanted me to actually know, you would tell me. figure the rest i’ll figure out in time.” 

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nctburrin​:

apollo doesn’t expect much from tyr, or cienna for that matter. they were never raised to be close, to care for one another, to do anything more than compete with each other. it lead to… mixed feelings, when they had both left. one after the other, tyr and cienna had been rescued. and as.. relieved he had been, that they didn’t have to live through what had become of their lives anymore, yeah. he’d been bitter. he’d been jealous. and whether it’s their fault or not, neither of them came back for him. he figures he’s allowed to be bitter.

not that it matters, he doesn’t expect tyr to care. “yeah, well. i had to work for this.” he responds, perhaps a touch more snappy than he should be. he had to make his own way - even if it started with… questionable circumstances.

rolling his eyes at tyr’s response, apollo doesn’t feel all that surprised. “fine.” he grumbles. he doesn’t care. it doesn’t matter, what tyr’s doing here. “fine. what do you want, tyr? i’m kind of trying to enjoy this drink.”

tyr really didn’t care what has happened to his siblings. well. it was more complicated than simply that. he hadn’t wanted anything bad to necessarily happen it was just... their success wasn’t a priority. it never had been. 

it couldn’t be. 

“work for it? what, stealing someone’s name is work now? that’s good to know,” he joked, knowing it would just piss him off further. he had always been snappy. it seems that hadn’t changed through all his hard work. 

“oh don’t let me keep you from enjoying your drink, i was just curious what my birther was doing. here of all places. didn’t expect you to ever leave batuu, quite frankly.”

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burrinc​:

Cienna still had that bitterness- that spite of when Tyr had left. How their parents had come down hard on the two younger Bur’rin siblings when he left, how they had to make up for him, how impossible that was without the use of the force. Of course their parents knew that but why would it ever matter. It never mattered to them. 

Clearly Tyr had different thoughts on the situation, on his ability to escape. She and he brother had suffered while he got to get away, do… Whatever he had done.

But the conversation moved forward. Him thinking she had gotten herself into trouble, nothing new. Cienna was well aware that she was wanted, she’d have to be stupid not to know it “When hasn’t my name been on a wanted list?” She tried to retort, to play it off that she really was very wanted, with a high price on her head “A droid? Really? Is that all you think I’m good for, building droids that get me into trouble?”

tyr would be lying if he said he didn’t care. didn’t... feel some guilt at leaving when he did. not enough to keep him there but... he couldn’t imagine what they were going through now without someone else to pick up the slack... the punishment. 

not that he would ever tell cienna this. or, make it known. 

“that’s what got you in trouble before, just curious if that’s what happened now? or have you moved up in the world,c? gotta say, i’d be impressed if you killed a first order officer. my guess is you antagonized them too much.” 

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nctburrin​:

it’s been such a long time since he saw either of his siblings. and it’s not as though their childhoods had really fostered anything positive. besides, tyr was the oldest - where he could’ve protected calo, he never felt protected. instead he was just… reminded, constantly, where he fell short in comparison. it’s not exactly as easy as welcoming the other back with open arms.

“it’s not really your business anymore, is it.” he responds quietly. “you and cienna were rescued. i wasn’t. calo was stuck there. i found my own way out.” tyr doesn’t need to know anything more than that. no one needs to know the truth of how he became who he is now. apollo’s sure no one could possibly accept him, after the choice he’d made. and it’s not tyr’s business. “oh, of course i heard. everyone did. i just assumes you would’ve fled with what was left of your jedi friends.” though, apollo can’t really fault him for never going back to their home, if you could call it that. none of them should ever go back there. “work? you work?” he snorts and shakes his head. “doing what? it’s not like you actually wound up a jedi.”

tyr had never molded himself as a good brother. his parents had shown him how that was a sign of weakness. they should be on their own, fight for themselves if they wanted any reward in this lifetime. he wasn’t surprised that calo or cienna would be upset at that-- not that he would let anything happen to them. 

he’d be the one to do that if it had to happen. 

he raised his eyebrows at how... angry he was. he was left? and seemed bitter about it. he snorted, shrugging some, “i see not that it held you back. seem to be doing alright for yourself.” tyr couldn’t tell his rank, he didn’t care enough to learn by their uniforms-- but he could tell it was soemthing decent. with a snort he simply shook his head at his explanation. it was hardly that easy. 

“it’s not really any of your business anymore, is it?” he retorted back. 

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rixharen​:

rix is careful, approaching new.. potential partners. he takes his time, observes, does his homework. he’s not bluffing, the work he’s doing is much more complicated than the contracts the other is likely getting at the moment. but he also has a sense that.. to show off, prove his skills, is an opportunity tyr would leap at.

and he’s not mistaken. “you don’t know me yet, but i wouldn’t be here if i didn’t believe you could handle complex work. i’m not one to waste time like that.” rix explains calmly enough, making a note of how the man had bristled at his words and tucking that information away for later. smiling, rix nods his head and fishes two items out of his pocket - a pouch holding a decent amount of credits, and an untraceable datapad. “advance payment. think of it as a signing bonus.” he says, tossing the pouch tyr’s way. “your jobs will come through this -” rix explains, holding the pad up in clear view, “untraceable, encrypted, used for communication with myself only. clear?”

tyr was surprised the man had done his research. or, that’s what t sounded like, at least. that only made him more suspicious. he hummed some at his response, head tilting up a bit, hoping he would continue. sure he was interested-- but he didn’t need the man to know that. not yet, at least. tyr furrowed his eyebrows, catching the credits, then glancing up at the datapad. it was fairly standard. he held out his hand, “will do. communication with you, only.” 

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burrinc​:

Cienna was aware that Tyr was smart enough- well- knew enough about her not to question the things he did. Hell, they never questioned one another growing up, it would only lead to trouble. That much hasn’t changed with them growing up and living their own lives. Their business was their own and it had always been every sibling for themselves.

The statement she had made, meanwhile, hell. She only partly meant it in a petty way. He had, indeed, escaped their parents, the shithole they grew up in before the rest of them. Cienna had been so desperate to leave, every time she had tried her parents had found her and punished her. It was a stupid system- act like they did’t care if you were around but the moment you’re gone for too long they stopped at nothing to get you home. “I stand by my lucky you.” She responded, arms crossed.

“It’s worked out well enough for me. I’m alive, aren’t I?” She was surprised he was teasing her too, that was something that hadn’t happened in so long. “Mmm aren’t all resistance members wanted?” Not a great response but it was the best she could do. Yes, she was well aware she was wanted more than most, it was a good thing that he probably didn’t know she was as high ranking as she was.

tyr knew cienna and calo had it worse than he did. he was the clear favorite until he started causing problems. who knew how it was when he left-- but lucky? well. that certainly wasn’t the case for any of them. it was lucky they were off the shit hole. he snorted some at her comment, rolling his eyes, “yeah, whatever. you can keep thinking that,” he simply stated, tilting his head, smirking a little bit. 

                     this was strange to interact with her now. it was almost like nothing had changed. 

something he wasn’t sure he wanted to feel again. 

   “oh, but i saw your name specifically,” he commented, raising his eyebrows, leaning in towards her. he was sure it was something stupid that she had done. antagonized someone or... something stupid like that. “so, what’d you do? droid go on a murderous rampage?” 

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nctburrin​:

it’s been a long… long day. apollo would like to do nothing more than to just sit here and nurse his drink in peace, not to think about meeting with his sister, not to think about what this could mean for him and his life. certainly not to deal with more surprises from his past. he’s so ready to simply… settle, he hardly notices when someone settles on the stool beside him.

the voice, though - it’s changed since they were children, but there’s… there’s something about it that makes him tense, his glance shifting across to his new company. new… but not a stranger. oh, kriff. “she didn’t know i was here.” he answers quietly, his grip tightening around his half-finished drink. at least with cienna he was prepared, to speak with his sister. this.. this is a complete surprise. this is something he wasn’t ready for. “it’s apollo, now.” he corrects his brother, sure the other will ask him to elaborate. whether he will or not is a different matter. “what are you doing here, tyr? shouldn’t you be with your jedi friends?”

he could tell his brother hadn’t wanted to see him. tyr didn’t need the force for that. it was... amusing? to see how, frustrated he was. tired. eyes flicked to his hand, seeing his grip tense, an eyebrow quirking. so he was getting under his skin. 

interesting. 

“apollo? the hell did you get apollo from?” he asked, a small smirk on his lips. he was sure there was some reason, but... the hell name was that. “what, did you kill a man for that name?” he asked jokingly, taking a drink of his own drink, considering his statement. he hadn’t... tyr tried to avoid thinking about that time. anything lke that. he snorted, “didn’t you hear? whole academy is gone,” he pointed out, an eyebrow quirking, “i have work here. didn’t expect to get stuck.” 

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rixharen​:

for a moment, rix can’t hep but wonder how trained this man is. he clearly has some sense of the force, that much is obvious. but just how much is yet to be confirmed. still, his intention here isn’t to fight, his stance designed to show the man that. if it comes to it, he knows he can handle the man easily.

something shifts in the other’s demeanour, something rix takes note of, watching carefully. “so i’ve heard.” rix responds, somewhat amused. the comment isn’t a surprise, though he can’t help but let out a soft laugh. “you should know this won’t be a job or two. what i’m looking for a.. unique being. someone i know can handle more complex work. something i know not many can handle.” pausing for a moment, rix raises an eyebrow. “if you are the man for the job, the credits will follow.”

tyr swallowed, considering the man for a moment. there was-- something else he wanted. but did tyr care? his urge to do... something was becoming unbearable. this ceasefire had been bad for business, sure, but even more his mental state. not having the distraction of work was becoming... problematic. 

“i can handle complex work, fine,” he said a bit tightly, a breath releasing. he should learn more but something was... drawing him towards this man. something he hadn’t felt before. he wasn’t sure he liked it, “fine, yeah. i’ll take it.” 

[tburrin01]

finding out both his siblings had somehow made it on to coruscant and gotten stuck while he had-- was certainly a surprise. though, seeing calo was more of a surprise than anything-- just... sitting at the bar. with, an officers jacket? 

what had he gotten up to?

the older man moved towards his brother, carefully sliding into the stool next to him. turning his head over some, he quirked an eyebrow, “didn’t expect to see you here-- would’ve thought cienna would have mentioned you by now,” he commented, ordering a drink, leaning forward some, “nice to see you calo.” 

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[tburrin01]

Cienna just snorted at that. Paints a target on your back, she’s had one on hers since they were kids, just like he did. Good thing he wasn’t aware of her recent escapades or else he’d really rub it in her face, how most official people in the city seemed to be on the lookout for her after what she helped pull at the gala, and then escaping the first order prison.. She had some assurance that he probably wouldn’t turn her in at least, he always wanted to be the one to make her suffer, not let anyone else do it. Seemed that hadn’t changed in all the years. Didn’t matter, she was always ready to run at a moments notice.

“Lucky you.” She crossed her arms, watching him, knowing he probably thought he had it tougher. But how could he? Their parents were always praising him, giving him gifts and shit because he had the force. The closest she had ever gotten.. Not to mention her kyber crystal but it’s not like she actually had a use for it despite it meaning the world to her, as it had when she was a child. 

“They let me do what I want, more than most people can say.” Without them she knew she wouldn’t have made it to being an engineer, to have the freedom to make whatever she pleased. And once this was over, she’d officially open her own shop, buy a place, not just rent. “It wouldn’t surprise me Tyr, old habits die hard.”

he assumed cienna was up to something illegal. he didn’t care-- it would be hypocritically to pretend he did. he was curious, but not enough to ask. he figured she had it handled. or didn’t. it was her business that didn’t matter. they had all been in their own worlds, in a way. that’s what their parents had taught them-- forced them into. constant competition. 

seems he wasn’t the only one not over that. 

he snorted at her comment, eyes rolling. it was a petty statement, one clearly meant to get him to leave. something that only made him want to stay and push her buttons-- maybe see where she was sneaking off to. “lucky me. you could say that.” it wasn’t accurate. not necessarily. though, who was lucky, really? 

“let you  do what you want? that seems dangerous,” he said, surprised to be teasing her. not that she wouldn’t clearly take it as an attack. she always did, “someone’s judgy. especially considering i heard you’re a wanted resistance member.” 

[tburrin01]

rixharen​:

the uncertainty is no surprise, really. the planet is chaotic at the moment, the government’s insistence hindering so many movements. but rix operates easily outside of these, in the shadows. making his moves and biding his time, as needed. their mandates don’t worry him.

which can be quite useful when dealing with those of a.. unique skillset such as the man before him.

“ah, how fortunate. i won’t take up more of your time than needed, don’t worry.” rix assures him, clasping his hands behind his back to appear non-threatening. he doesn’t need this man assuming there’s some sort of incoming danger, after all. “well, i find myself with some more.. unique contracts that need to be fulfilled. the type that will draw attention away from my objectives. the type that need unique kinds of subtlety,” he begins, wanting to draw attention to the difficulty of the job, all part of the process of course, “and.. from what i’ve gathered, very few people would be qualified for these kinds of jobs.”

tyr kept his eyes on the man, expecting... something. an attack? he wasn’t sure. watching the man move his hands behind his back was a surprise. almost as much as the glint of metal under his belt. the shape was unmistakable. what would a force user want with him. 

his eyes flicked back up to the man’s, hearing out this plan he had. “unique contracts? not anything i haven’t dealt with,” he said casually. not knowing who they were didn’t matter-- he hadn’t managed to get caught yet. “i’m qualified. question is-- to you have the credits.” 

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rixharen​:

it hadn’t been rix’s intention to hide. while it might seem counter productive, it’s a test of sorts. to see when the other would figure out he was being tailed. to see how he handled it. rix has chosen this specific night, this specific job, for a reason. it’s a test. to see if this man is worth an investment of time.

letting out a soft chuckle, rix steps into the alley at the man’s words. “a game certainly does sound amusing, but i was seeking you out for a reason.” rix answers calmly. to anyone passing by he looks like any other normal citizen, with a long coat covering his robes and the lightsabers clipped to his sides. but he’s sure this man will see the yellow hue to his eyes. “i take it i’m interrupting something important, but would you have a minute to discuss an… opportunity?”

tyr’s eyes flicked over the man, trying to get some bearing for what he could possibly  want from him. no one was hiring now-- with how hard the government had cracked down, it was certainly a gamble. 

not that tyr didn’t believe that he couldn’t work his way around that. but convincing clients had been, well, difficult. 

raising his eyebrows, he moved to cross his arms. the man was... odd. the eyes were a surprise, but not enough to make him question it too much-- he had seen weirder. “not interrupting anything,” he mumbled, leaning against th wall, “and opportunity, sounds cryptic. i’ll need to hear more.” 

[tburrin01]

burrinc​:

“It doesn’t matter either way.” She replied with a bit of hostility as he stepped towards her. In the past that was usually not a good thing, but he wouldn’t dare attack her here and now, would he? Besides, she knew he’d assume she was anyways, he always seemed to know. No, it wasn’t seemed, it was because he had the force that he knew these things.

“Still picking pockets?” Cienna tilted her head a little, seeming to relax a tiny bit though not dare letting her guard down. She saw the scar across the side of his face- one she had given him when they were kids, one of her proudest moments despite the consequences she had faced. Not to mention all the scars he had given her when they had fought “Wouldn’t surprise me if you were, you were better at that than our parents ever could have dreamed of.” The hostility returned a bit with mentioning their parents. As much as she didn’t enjoy seeing them be killed she was glad they were gone. Because of that she was free of their terror, as Tyr had been when he left.

“Mmm supplies, nothing worth enough for you to sell.” Cienna felt herself falling into the old habits, defending herself and the things she had gotten lest he take them and claim that he had found them. “But if you had a job you wouldn’t need to anyways, huh?”

“of course it matters, paints a target on your back, c,” he replied, watching her movements. he could sense she was worried. not that he was going to do anything, she was hardly worth his time to attack, nor was he looking to be arrested tonight.

tyr snorted at her comment, shaking his head, glancing away for a moment. she had always been jealous-- acted like their parents had treated him truly any differently than her. no, his abilities had only made them push him harder-- created... more consequences when he failed. but he got to leave-- he knew his sister wasn’t so lucky. “moved up in the world enough to avoid that,” he retorted, turning to face her, body language still relaxed in comparison to her own, “though, i’m surprised you’re working for something noble-- well, if you can call your cause noble.” 

eyes flicked back to the supplies, eyes rolling, “ah, yes. because i came here to take your junk,” he laughed a bit, “just asking a question, no need to be so hostile.” 

[tburrin01]

tyr knew when he was being followed. and this? well, he wasn’t entirely certain it wasn’t meant to get his attention. but what the man wanted-- that was the question, wasn’t it? tyr could hide his force presence enough. so unless this man was incredibly powerful... 

                           and he was certain it wasn’t an angry client, or victims family member. 

easing his way into a dark alley, he let out a breathy chuckle when he saw the man turn the corner. keeping his back to him, tyr reached towards his knife, ready to attack if it was necessary, “have something to say? or are we just going to play this game all night.” 

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[tburrin01]

burrinc​:

Being away from Batuu, Cienna had never expected to see her family again. She had never wanted to see her family again. They were things of the past that she left behind when she left her home planet. Most of the time she didn’t think about them and every moment she did she hated it.

Today was no exception. Cienna had managed to slip away from base to get some supplies. Stay hidden, don’t pick fights, you know things smart people would do. For once she actually tried to do so, quiet as she walked, keeping her head down. So when she heard a faintly familiar voice she froze, gripping her pack full of supplies tighter. No, he was gone. She was done with him since he left when they were kids.

“What are you doing here.” Was all she could get herself to say. All she could say. It had been well over a decade since they had seen each other and she could still feel that resentment from when they were young, shown in her narrowed eyes when she turned around to look at him.

tyr simply smirked, tilting his head some to look at her better, “i could ask you the same thing. but my guess is... resistance?” he pushed himself off the wall, taking a step towards her. the hate she felt towards him-- that wasn’t gone. clearly. which was frankly amusing. 

as much as she tried to be different? she never was. not really. 

“i had a job. not like i can go anywhere now-- thought we could catch up.” he couldn’t lie. he didn’t know why he’d been drawn to find her. boredom? antagonizing her would certainly be something to do while stuck on this planet. 

and knowing she couldn't do anything to him? well. that just made it even more worth it. “what you got there?” he asked, motioning towards the supplies. 

[tburrin01]

he’d never expected to see his family again. hadn’t wanted too-- tyr had spent the better part of a decade separating himself from them. so to find out his sister was based here?

                                    well that was certainly interesting to hear. 

it hadn’t been hard to track her down, not really. being quiet was something she had never been good at. so she just had to wait for her to leave. then he’d talk-- take her by surprise. leaning against the doorway, he smirked a bit, hearing the door open, “cienna. didn’t think you’d ever get off that hell hole. have to say i’m kind of impressed, really.” 

                       “so what are you doing on coruscant? not still messing with those droids are you?”

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[tburrin01]

now accessing://…welcome to coruscant, tyr burr'in. the twenty-nine year old looks strikingly similar to david castañeda and is rumored to be working alone. she reminds those around them of sharp blades and dusky nights which makes sense given their personality. the human from batuu is usually seen with their vibrosword when walking around coruscant, and is an assassin. …//: sloane + twenty + she/her/hers + cst

tyr was used from a young age-- all the bur’rin’s were, really. but he had a gift, as they called it. their eldest son had the ability to swindle people in a way they couldn’t. the force, he found out later. but he was only useful as long as he could control it. something that became an issue at fourteen. the reason he was able to escape-- 

if you could call being sent off for a few credits to a jedi academy alone an escape. 

but for tyr? it was an escape nonetheless-- something he was sure his siblings hated him for. not that he cared. from a young age, he’d learned to protect himself. they didn’t matter. they couldn’t help him survive.

he did learn control through skywalker’s academy-- he learned more than that. he learned how his ability could really be used to his gain.. something his parents would never have-- but with that brought...loneliness. something more than he’d experienced before. 

                              but then he left. he couldn’t take the atmosphere there. he didn’t need them.

after that? he found work where he could. different criminal organizations mainly. just like his parents as he worked to forget. 

lightsaber tucked in hiding, he used his abilities taught to be used for good in new ways. ways that aided his work-- making killings swifter, cleaner. 

                     but he couldn’t help but question his choices-- always working for the highest bidder? when he knew their reasoning was flawed. it could be easy to get caught up in that. did he really want to follow his parents-- but it was all he knew. 

                                                                       how do you change that?