[D7LE] Moderation in All Things

[Niall Organa]

A small packet of gear in his hands, approached the door to Baesal's room. She was doing a favor for him, which he appreciated. He also wanted to finish their earlier conversation.

Reaching out, he pressed the button to ring inside her room.

[Baesal Zyn]

A voice echoed inside the room

''Yes?''

[Niall Organa]

Niall raised his voice. "Captain Organa, here. Errr, Niall, I mean. May I come in? I've brought the items we discussed."

[Baesal Zyn]

There was the sound of metal plates baging against each other

''Sure! the door is open''

[Niall Organa]

Niall slid the door open, stepping inside, letting it slide shut behind him. He peered around curiously, uncertain as to what he might see. Although the metal plates actually seemed like rather a good sign, to him.

[Baesal Zyn]

The room was filled to the brim with scrap metal, wires and other devices. The only exception was one spot where a beautiful plant of a deep turquoise hue.

''Hi! How was your day?''

[Niall Organa]

Niall walked carefully into the room, watching his step carefully. The plant drew his eye; he looked at it curiously.

The question gave him pause. Niall frowned thoughtfully before finally responding. "Mixed." He said. "And yourself?" He looked at her, his lips twisting into a smile.

[Baesal Zyn]

She smiled as well

''One of my possessions apparently contained an ancient A.I programmed to destroy the Rakatan Infinite Empire and it uploaded itself into the web without my knowledge and now may seek to kill all life in the Galaxy''

She shrugged, clearly exasperated

''You know, a calm day''

[Niall Organa]

"Oh, very good." Niall said.

There was a short pause as he thoroughly digested all of her words.

"What?" He said. His grey eyes were wide. "Could you run that by me one more time?"

[Baesal Zyn]

She nodded and repeated herself, word for word.

''One of my possessions apparently contained an ancient A.I programmed to destroy the Rakatan Infinite Empire and it uploaded itself into the web without my knowledge and now may seek to kill all life in the Galaxy''

[Niall Organa]

"Oh. Thank you." Niall said, pressing a hand to his forehead. "Ummm... how big of a problem is that likely to be? Because it sounds rather serious."

[Baesal Zyn]

''Good question...I am unsure'' she scratches her forehead

''I don't think she will be an immediate threat though''

[Niall Organa]

"Okay." Niall said, rubbing his face with one hand. "Well... please make sure that you submit a full report to... I'd suggest SIS, but, well, someone." He sighed. "If you'd like, I can handle the SIS side of things. If you'll give me all the technical information." His lips twisted. "Not that I'll understand it, but I can pass it along to someone who will."

[Baesal Zyn]

She could not help but grin

''I am not sure I understand it right now...But I'll inform Master Shan as soon as possible''

[Niall Organa]

"Okay." Niall said. "If you could send the military a summary as well, I'd appreciate it. Whether that's me, or SIS, or whatever."

"Ah..." Niall moved some things off of a chair, sitting down on it. "I'd ask how you were otherwise, but that rather sounds like the sort of thing that colors the rest of the day."

[Baesal Zyn]

She grimaced

''Yes...yes indeed. sooo...you have the piece to be modded?''

[Niall Organa]

"I do, yes." Niall said. He handed over the package.

"Do you mind if I wait around while you work on it? I'd like to see how it's done. And... I wouldn't mind chatting with you a bit, actually."

[Baesal Zyn]

''No problem at all.'' She took the weapon out of the package and inspected it.

''That might take a while though'' soon after, silver strands of lightning arched between her fingers and the attachement

Modding capt'gun +dam, assist, inventor, bench: 2eA+2eP+3eD+2eB 2 successes, 2 advantage

[Niall Organa]

Sitting on his chair, Niall leaned forward a little, watching curiously as Baesal worked.

"So... I don't suppose you'd care to give me the longer version of your story from yesterday."

[Baesal Zyn]

Her eyes are focused on the task but she seems to have no problems of having a conversation

''There is a lot to tell, anything you want to start with?''

[Niall Organa]

"Well, you said something about a daring jungle escape." Niall said. "How'd that... come to happen? The Sith certainly didn't seem very happy about it. They don't seem the forgiving sorts." He gave her a smile. "That's certainly one thing we have up on them. I'd like to think we have better baked goods, too."

[Baesal Zyn]

Baesal felt sick for a moment, remembering the grey paste she had to eat every-single-day

''You have no idea'' she smirked as she replied ''We were sent on Yavin IV to protect imperial interests and make friends with some Massasi. However, the Imperial geniuses made us all glide down toward base camp throught kilometers of thick jungle. Many of us crashed...I was one of them and I earned a broken arm in addition of being lost in an hostile territory. The Force seemed to have planned that however since it was there that I met my current teacher: Master Raji Xen.''

[Niall Organa]

Niall's expression grew more interested as Baesal spoke. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Goodness. That... well, I suppose I would say it was incredibly lucky. But I can't deny that what I call luck seems to favor Jedi often." He inclined his head respectfully.

"Can I ask what it was like training in the Sith?"

[Baesal Zyn]

''It was shit for the most part'' she replied without wasting time ''Its do or die and if you were a slave, a prisonner or a non-human they favored the die part''

Jolts continued to fly from her left hand but her right reach for a precision tool

''I had to be careful not to attract too much attention because it would like have meant pain...one of my friends got the force ripped out of him by Lord Zash''

[Niall Organa]

Niall's eyes widened a little at the mention of that punishment. "I don't have any connection with the Force." Niall said slowly. "But that still sounds absolutely terrible?" It sounded rather like having one's eyes put out, he guessed; Niall shuddered.

"That sounds awful. And don't tell me. Was this Lord Zash one of the instructors? One of the people supposed to be responsible for you?" Niall grimaced noticably.