Quinn Leer
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Given the opportunity what do we do to those who've hurt the ones we love?
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Post by Quinn Leer on Feb 14, 2015 15:46:46 GMT -8
Quinn was already down when Jareth called out to her. She crawled back behind the bolder that she had been sitting on, and pressed her back firmly against it. Due to her injuries she was not going to be much help to Jareth or Revan. The most she could do was hope that one of the attackers got close enough so she could shoot them. Quinn made sure that the blaster was ready to kill whoever came near her. Though, she couldn't see the battle going on behind her, Quinn could hear it and sense it. During her time working for the crime lady, Carmilla, Quinn had seen and heard many horrible things. Things that would disturb many. Death didn't disturb Quinn, or at least most of the time. But something about the battle behind her, the sounds of the dying put her at unease. The way Jareth spoke to his foes disturbed Quinn. It felt familiar but she couldn't say why.
"No dear... you won't be needing that any more."
Quinn twisted so she could see what was going on behind her. Only one person remained of the party sent to kill them. Jareth spoke to her now in a sweet tone that sent chills up Quinn's spine. He sent the woman on her way. She ran into the forest as if something chased her. She glanced around the clearing at all the dead bodies, and finally at Jareth. He had protected her, and no matter how uneasy she felt she owed him for what he had done. Slowly, he made her way over to her. Quinn turned back around and looked up at Jareth from her seated position. Before he could say anything she spoke up.
"I'm alright," she assured him. "Thanks for that. I owe you one." She couldn't think of anything else to say. No one had defended her like that before. A short silence fell between them but Quinn was quick to break it. "Who was that? Do you have any idea what they wanted?"
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Jareth Sharl
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I'm not evil... just... misunderstood.
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Feb 26, 2015 14:41:22 GMT -8
He continued to cross to her, eventually kneeling down at her side by the boulder now as he looked to her leg, inspecting the wound to make sure it hand't opened back up after the minor healing that had been done to it. It seemed fine, and within a few seconds before he could even open his mouth to ask anything, Quinn was answering the un asked question, explaining that she was indeed alright and hadn't been hurt yet. He nodded a bit, passing the Energy bow to her before he was offering his hand to help her to her feet.
After a second he had her back against the boulder like before, Quinn thanking him for a moment before she continued on to ask a set of questions about their attackers. Jareth looked back to where the battle had just taken place, a faint scream being heard form somewhere as the survivors were still working on their escape. "Night Sisters." Jareth Answered her though he took a moment to think about it, clearly pondering on something. "I had a few encounters with them since i arrived... but i don't understand why they are here. I can only assume they ended up here like the rest of us." He admitted with a small shrug, looking back to her with a sigh.
"Don't fret over it though, i think they will leave us now. We won't be seeing any more of them." He looked up to her, giving her a grin of reassurance, though there was a small sinister or perhaps suggestive hint behind it, as with anything that Jareth did. He looked to her leg again, speaking once more. "Is it fine?" He asked, standing as if he was to move away from it, but also willing to aid her if she thought she needed it.
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Quinn Leer
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Given the opportunity what do we do to those who've hurt the ones we love?
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Post by Quinn Leer on Mar 3, 2015 18:29:03 GMT -8
Quinn watched him as he moved to her side and began to examine her wounded leg. Her injury was fine, or as fine as it had originally been. Oddly she found the act of concern touching despite the slaughter she had just witnessed. He was quick to answer her. Night Sisters, the name sort of sounded familiar as if she had heard a story about them long ago. Maybe she was wrong about that, though. Whoever they were, they were frightening and Quinn had no desire to meet with them again. All she could hope for was that the planet was done attempting to kill her.
"I had a few encounters with them since i arrived... but i don't understand why they are here. I can only assume they ended up here like the rest of us."
Quinn cocked her eyebrow at that. Could they really be from the future like they were? It wasn't impossible. The entire ship that Quinn had been on was taken back in time, why not an entire coven of women warriors? However, Jareth's attention then turned to her leg once more. His smile was suggestive yet sinister and Quinn liked it. She offered her own suggested smile, gently rubbing the area around the cut.
"As fine as it can be," she assured him, her gaze not leaving his. "You did all the work back there all I had to do was sit here and look bloody." She chuckled at her own joke and broke the eye contact to look at the entrance of the cave. "Wonder when he'll be coming out."
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Post by Revan on Mar 4, 2015 15:57:21 GMT -8
His eyes opened, and he could again hear Jareth and Quinn from the other side of the boulder. Their voices were not clear, but he knew it to be them. Revan had finally attuned himself to the crystal. The voices from before had stopped, and his mind was clear. The dark Jedi would again meditate aboard the flagship and construct his lightsaber. Now was not the time. He could sense conflict and he would do his best to aid the two of them. Concentrating on the rock, Revan outstretched his right arm and hand and began to lift the boulder through the power of the Force. He hoped that none of the two of them were near it. As the boulder sat suspended in midair, Revan began to walk forward while still holding out his arm. He quickly noticed that it was still daylight out as he made his way out of the cave. When he finally made it out of the crystal cave, he released his grip on the boulder as way to seal the cave. At some point in the future, Revan would make a note of the existence of the cave in a holocron as a means for someone to take the same journey.
"Well Quinn, wonder no more."
The dark Jedi walked forward, made an observation as he passed Quinn, and continued towards Jareth. They both had obviously been in some sort of altercation during his time meditating. He halfway wanted to take off his mask. It was hot and muggy on Dathomir. If it weren't for the crystal he wouldn't have been here, and he wouldn't have met these two. Still, ever since he had met them, he could not help but feel drawn to them. Revan placed the black crystal in a pouch hidden amongst his robes and turned his attention towards the path they descended from.
"Are we going to have to deal with whatever came your way? The climb back up shouldn't be too hard, but I hear the jungles start to become unforgiving as night approaches. Besides, I have yet to see a sign of the witches. Some would call them a myth, but I know better than to dismiss such stories with the amount of Force connections accumulated here."
"By the way Quinn, how are you holding up? Do you think you can manage the climb on your leg?"
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Jareth Sharl
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I'm not evil... just... misunderstood.
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Mar 5, 2015 14:29:13 GMT -8
He continued to watch over Quinn for a moment, sitting there with her as she spoke in answer to his questions and made her quip about the situation that had just been in. Jareth only smirked a bit, looking back over his shoulder finally as he looked to the area he has just done battle in... a faint scream still being heard somewhere far off now. Jareth stood again, looking to her for a moment as he arched his brow, the question about Revan's return hanging in the air a moment.
Jareth shrugged, giving a thoughtful look as he was about to answer the question but before he could the boulder began to move, as if it was answering the question for Quinn it's self. Revan soon emerged from the cave and let the boulder fall to the ground again, sealing the cave once more with the same boulder before he was moving across the small area over to the two of them once more, looking over Quinn for a moment before he was speaking once more after his reintroduction.
Revan begin asking a series of questions and Jareth turned his full attention to the powerful Dark Lord now, listening carefully as he referred to the attackers and the Witches of Dathomir, though he did so separately. Jareth made note to go ahead and explain just what their attackers were, nodding lightly as he began to answer the man now. "Actually they are real.. in fact those are the ones who have been trailing me as of late. I believe it is a specific tribe, but they attacked only moments ago. I defeated them, but there is no sure way to guarantee we won't encounter more of them." Jareth answered the man, looking back into the tree line once more before he spoke again. "Perhaps we should camp out somewhere?" He suggested after hearing Revan's concern about Quinn's leg, feeling a day of rest might do her well... at the same time with a camp they were less likely to suffer an attack by drawing attention, and if it was a good camp site they wouldn't be sitting Womp Rats either.
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Quinn Leer
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Given the opportunity what do we do to those who've hurt the ones we love?
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Post by Quinn Leer on Apr 1, 2015 16:15:52 GMT -8
There was a saying Rosin would always say when someone was talking about another person and they appeared. Like reflex that saying echoed in her mind. Say the nexu's name and he will come. Revan had amazing timing as he had missed the battle between Jareth and the witches and appeared only when Quinn asked about him. She wondered if he was the kind of person who had a flare for the dramatic. However, her mind was pulled from that line of thought as she heard the faint screams of the remaining Nightsister. Her skin crawled a little as she remembered the massacre. She watched Revan and Jareth as they discussed what they might do. More than anything she wanted to get off of the planet and go literally anywhere else.
"By the way Quinn, how are you holding up? Do you think you can manage the climb on your leg?"
She glanced over at Revan. The idea of hiking or even staying one more night on the planet was rather unappealing. Her expression betrayed these feelings. Her injuries were serious and would need actual medical attention sooner rather than later but at the same time she knew full well that she lacked the physical strength to make a speedy exit from the jungle before night fell. She glanced down at the injured leg. The pain was a little less than before, thanks to the attention she'd received from both men, but just thinking about the hike made her leg hurt.
"I think I'll be fine," she answered, gingerly rubbing her leg. "I'm just not sure how much of a hike I can make. Don't suppose there's a quicker way off of this planet?" She gave them a tired, sheepish smile.
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Post by Revan on Apr 23, 2015 13:10:16 GMT -8
Revan watched her rub her leg. He would have probably come into contct with the witches himself had it not been for these two. He owed them a ride off of this planet. Beyond that though, he still had no idea. Quinn had quickly grown on him, and Jareth seemed to be trustworthy. If he only had the power to heal, but he was no healer. By the looks of it, Jareth was also not healer. Quinn would have to brave through whatever events transpired from now until they were off of Dathomir.
"Good. I need you to be good. Nope, I'm afraid the quickest way back is to make the hike to my starfighter. It's going to be a snug fit for the two of you, but I think we could manage. Still, I have heard the witches are pretty relentless. You should know already though, right? I mean, you did deal with them..."
He trailed off as he heard the snapping of underbrush in the distance. It was very possible that the withes were already being reinforced, but that was too fast. Were they in for something that would prove to be testing? Revan had to calm himself again. The caves had forced him to come to grips with some of his doubts and fears. The former Jedi readied himself for possible combat. Even so, he looked to Jareth and expected that the dark Jedi was also ready for whatever was to come their way.
"Okay Quinn. I'm going to need you to move through your pain. I have no idea what is in wait, but we can't afford to stay here and find out. If need be, I'll go into the trees and try to make out whatever made the sound. Let's hope that it's just some small animal life. If it's a Rancor or witches...well, that's another story. Alright, let's go for now. We'll just risk it."
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Jareth Sharl
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I'm not evil... just... misunderstood.
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Apr 24, 2015 11:59:55 GMT -8
Quinn asked her questions after Jareth was making his suggestions and he let his eyes fall on her for a moment before looking back upwards to Revan. It seemed the popular choice here was to get off of Dathomir as soon as possible; which was actually something Jareth could agree with. Still it didn't mean he wasn't ready for a fight if one crossed their path, or to set up camp if it grew late enough that they had no other choice but to put one up between the three of them. If they needed to stop he could try his hand at healing Quinn's wounds, but he was hardly a healer so he could likely only make it a little more comfortable for her.
Of the three of them Revan seemed rather excited and rather forward about this; wanting to rush into it quickly in order to get it done sooner. Even more eager about it then the woman whose leg wasn't up to par at the moment. Jareth had to smirk a little bit at the notion and excitement coming off of the man. He had had no clue that Revan was as ... eccentric as this even with the many studies her had made over the years. Grinning a little he nodded eventually.
"I don't imagine the Nightsisters would be foolish enough to attack again... they had trouble fighting just me, now that our numbers are combined i doubt they would risk attacking us. Quinn would be at risk because of her injured state, but between the two of us we can keep her from falling behind." He nodded, looking between both of his new found companions before he was turning to face the jungle for a moment. It seemed uneasy but he had no problem entering it again... he had lived there for a short time already.
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Quinn Leer
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Given the opportunity what do we do to those who've hurt the ones we love?
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Post by Quinn Leer on May 9, 2015 18:51:12 GMT -8
Revan was very much ready for their little hike through the woods. Almost annoyingly so. Quinn was beginning to wonder what was in the air in those caves that invigorated the Jedi so much. In another time it would have been admirable. Quinn was a doer and appreciated people who took immediate action but right that moment the idea of taking a hike up a mountain was more than she could imagine. Still, there wasn't really another option. If she refused they'd leave here there and she'd be left to die at the hands of a rancor or a witch. Revan was her ticket off the planet and if he told her to scale a mountain on her torn up leg then she'd do it. With a heavy sigh she lifted herself onto her legs.
"Alright, alright, enough talk let's get this over with," she grumbled. The stick she had from before bore her weight as she made her way over to Jareth and Revan. Quinn didn't allow herself to think about how long the trek might be. All she could think about was just taking one more step. As a result she mostly stared at her feet as they made their way down the jungle path that lead to the ship. The only other view that she alternated to was the back of Jareth or Revan, though she preferred the view Jareth offered. Watching him made for a good distraction as she stumbled over roots, trees, and everything else along their path. It was while she was looking away from her feet that Quinn fell for perhaps the third time since starting. Her knees scraped against an exposed root. She groaned in pain and angrily truck the ground with her stick.
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