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<blockquote data-quote="Ankh-Morpork Guard" data-source="post: 1820655" data-attributes="member: 10079"><p><strong>Chapter 17: We Never Get a Break</strong></p><p></p><p>After taking forever to get back to his quarters(with Shadow’s help still), Akan had sat down and tried not to think too much. Shadow had gone off to...explain things as best she could. Hopefully it would be better than what she’d explained to him. For a long time, he simply stared at the wall, letting his mind slowly go over everything and get used to...things. He found that while he was stronger, faster, and generally better at most things...simple things distracted him. Especially moving objects. Fast moving ones. He had found the strength to not pounce and maul anything that did that, but it was still slightly disturbing.</p><p> </p><p>Akan brought his hand up to look at it for a long time. Exactly the same as before...a little bigger, but human like. Not padded or anything else like that. But there was something...he thought about it, and in a moment claws extended. That was strange...they didn’t come OUT of the hand so much as...the hand became the claws. He thought about it a moment, and when the claws faded back to his hand, he’d figured it out. Morphing. Simple, yes...but that’s the only thing that could explain it. </p><p></p><p>Next, he found himself looking up at the hair in front of his face. White. Well, no...the hair that was over his the side of his face was the blue colour, though he could see a hint of the white in the corner of his eyes. Akan turned to look over his shoulder, down at the tail. He moved it, and found himself a bit too fascinated by that movement. Somehow, he had a feeling that pouncing and mauling one’s own tail was not a good idea. </p><p> </p><p>His attention then turned to the morphsuit he wore. It was a blueish colour. Strange how blues kept coming up. There was probably a reason for that, as Akan had decided that coincidences did not exist at this point. The suit clung to him comfortably, but he still felt somewhat cold. An odd cold, as he’d never felt the ship to be that cold before. The temperature in his room had been turned up significantly, and that had helped. He sighed, and looked to his brown jacket and trousers sitting next to him on the bed. They would probably still fit, but the matter of tail and trousers was paramount in his mind. He attempted this anyway, finding that the jacket itself was no trouble, and still quiet comfortable(if not a little tight across the chest). The trousers, however, took some work, but he managed to find a comfortable place for them. Stupid tail. </p><p> </p><p>A knock at the door made him jump. And when he did that, it nearly sent him into the ceiling head first. Calm. Calm...okay. Just the door. Just the door, “Um...come in?”</p><p> </p><p>The door slid open and Jen Zaarin stood there. She looked somewhat surprised, but obviously she’d been told what had happened. She ran a hand through her hair nervously and managed a smile, “I’m not here to uh...stare or anything. Shadow said what happened, but Ansion. He wanted you to know what was going on.”</p><p> </p><p>“Oh! Oh, right,” Akan nodded and stepped over to the small desk and had a seat. He motioned for her to come in. Jen did so, and had a seat on the bed. </p><p> </p><p>There was an awkward silence, then she spoke up, “We’re not going to Coruscant...Ansion spoke with the New Republic and he got some information. He seemed very adamant to find the Imperials who attacked us, and with the Republic’s help, they’ve tracked them down to an old Imperial outpost on Naboo. The planet’s still mostly under Imperial control...an Ansion’s got us heading that direction.”</p><p> </p><p>Naboo. Mare’s home. He’d never been there before. Interesting how some things turned out. Akan did his best to keep his focus on what she had said, though, “We lost a good amount of friends on Endor. He doesn’t like losing people.”</p><p> </p><p>Jen nodded, her eyes more on the floor than anything. That was really all she had to tell him. The silence was annoying, and she broke it with a fairly stupid question, “How do you...feel?”</p><p> </p><p>“I’m alright...I guess...” he trailed off, almost grinning. How was he supposed to feel? Akan looked over to Jen, “Don’t really know what I’m supposed to do. I mean...I’m still me. Mostly.”</p><p> </p><p>Again, she nodded, obviously not sure what to say. She’d not known him for long, but to have him now being all...different suddenly was enough to confuse anyone. Without really saying anything, Jen started to get up and leave.</p><p> </p><p>Upon noticing this, Akan blurted out a question that had just popped into his head, “You’re staying with us?”</p><p> </p><p>That stopped her. It was an innocent question, really, but it was more in the way he’d said it. She was smart enough to know that it came from the fact that she knew about his past. From what Ansion had said, Akan never talked about it. The fact that he talked about it with her was another thing. She had to choose her words carefully, but she did nod, “My job with the New Republic is pretty much over with. They didn’t say that I was needed anywhere else...so I guess I’m staying for a while.”</p><p> </p><p>Without giving him a chance to say anything else, she left. Akan looked to the desk and sighed. Everything was all strange. Why had he said that? Sure, she was nice and good at listening, but even he had recognized the way he’d spoken. She’d obviously taken it as him being interested in her. But no...that wasn’t it. It was more like a child asking a parent not to leave. But he’d not even meant to...why? Everything was so...</p><p> </p><p>[Technically, we’re children...] Shadow’s ‘voice’ interrupted his thoughts.</p><p> </p><p>AH! She’d been listening? Well, okay, he’d listened in when she was talking with Ansion and such. Her thoughts were interesting, but he hadn’t expected she was paying so much attention to his to pick up things like that. [Children...?]</p><p> </p><p>Her ‘voice’ sounded strangely sheepish. [Um...yeah. One of those things I forgot to tell you...]</p><p> </p><p>[One of?!] he stood up to go find her. [Where are you anyway?]</p><p> </p><p>[On the way to you, actually...need to clear up some things before we arrive.]</p><p> </p><p>She did...feel closer. He could figure that from a mix of the Force and their, for lack of a better word, Link. Its what she’d called it, and worked well enough. Akan wondered how long it would be before they arrived. Naboo was a good distance from Endor. Probably a day...though depending on when they’d changed routes, it could be a matter of hours. There would likely be a meeting before arrival to go over what was going to happen, so Akan let worries about that slip out of his mind. There were enough worries at this point. He closed his eyes and let the Force assist in calming himself as he waited for Shadow.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ankh-Morpork Guard, post: 1820655, member: 10079"] [b]Chapter 17: We Never Get a Break[/b] After taking forever to get back to his quarters(with Shadow’s help still), Akan had sat down and tried not to think too much. Shadow had gone off to...explain things as best she could. Hopefully it would be better than what she’d explained to him. For a long time, he simply stared at the wall, letting his mind slowly go over everything and get used to...things. He found that while he was stronger, faster, and generally better at most things...simple things distracted him. Especially moving objects. Fast moving ones. He had found the strength to not pounce and maul anything that did that, but it was still slightly disturbing. Akan brought his hand up to look at it for a long time. Exactly the same as before...a little bigger, but human like. Not padded or anything else like that. But there was something...he thought about it, and in a moment claws extended. That was strange...they didn’t come OUT of the hand so much as...the hand became the claws. He thought about it a moment, and when the claws faded back to his hand, he’d figured it out. Morphing. Simple, yes...but that’s the only thing that could explain it. Next, he found himself looking up at the hair in front of his face. White. Well, no...the hair that was over his the side of his face was the blue colour, though he could see a hint of the white in the corner of his eyes. Akan turned to look over his shoulder, down at the tail. He moved it, and found himself a bit too fascinated by that movement. Somehow, he had a feeling that pouncing and mauling one’s own tail was not a good idea. His attention then turned to the morphsuit he wore. It was a blueish colour. Strange how blues kept coming up. There was probably a reason for that, as Akan had decided that coincidences did not exist at this point. The suit clung to him comfortably, but he still felt somewhat cold. An odd cold, as he’d never felt the ship to be that cold before. The temperature in his room had been turned up significantly, and that had helped. He sighed, and looked to his brown jacket and trousers sitting next to him on the bed. They would probably still fit, but the matter of tail and trousers was paramount in his mind. He attempted this anyway, finding that the jacket itself was no trouble, and still quiet comfortable(if not a little tight across the chest). The trousers, however, took some work, but he managed to find a comfortable place for them. Stupid tail. A knock at the door made him jump. And when he did that, it nearly sent him into the ceiling head first. Calm. Calm...okay. Just the door. Just the door, “Um...come in?” The door slid open and Jen Zaarin stood there. She looked somewhat surprised, but obviously she’d been told what had happened. She ran a hand through her hair nervously and managed a smile, “I’m not here to uh...stare or anything. Shadow said what happened, but Ansion. He wanted you to know what was going on.” “Oh! Oh, right,” Akan nodded and stepped over to the small desk and had a seat. He motioned for her to come in. Jen did so, and had a seat on the bed. There was an awkward silence, then she spoke up, “We’re not going to Coruscant...Ansion spoke with the New Republic and he got some information. He seemed very adamant to find the Imperials who attacked us, and with the Republic’s help, they’ve tracked them down to an old Imperial outpost on Naboo. The planet’s still mostly under Imperial control...an Ansion’s got us heading that direction.” Naboo. Mare’s home. He’d never been there before. Interesting how some things turned out. Akan did his best to keep his focus on what she had said, though, “We lost a good amount of friends on Endor. He doesn’t like losing people.” Jen nodded, her eyes more on the floor than anything. That was really all she had to tell him. The silence was annoying, and she broke it with a fairly stupid question, “How do you...feel?” “I’m alright...I guess...” he trailed off, almost grinning. How was he supposed to feel? Akan looked over to Jen, “Don’t really know what I’m supposed to do. I mean...I’m still me. Mostly.” Again, she nodded, obviously not sure what to say. She’d not known him for long, but to have him now being all...different suddenly was enough to confuse anyone. Without really saying anything, Jen started to get up and leave. Upon noticing this, Akan blurted out a question that had just popped into his head, “You’re staying with us?” That stopped her. It was an innocent question, really, but it was more in the way he’d said it. She was smart enough to know that it came from the fact that she knew about his past. From what Ansion had said, Akan never talked about it. The fact that he talked about it with her was another thing. She had to choose her words carefully, but she did nod, “My job with the New Republic is pretty much over with. They didn’t say that I was needed anywhere else...so I guess I’m staying for a while.” Without giving him a chance to say anything else, she left. Akan looked to the desk and sighed. Everything was all strange. Why had he said that? Sure, she was nice and good at listening, but even he had recognized the way he’d spoken. She’d obviously taken it as him being interested in her. But no...that wasn’t it. It was more like a child asking a parent not to leave. But he’d not even meant to...why? Everything was so... [Technically, we’re children...] Shadow’s ‘voice’ interrupted his thoughts. AH! She’d been listening? Well, okay, he’d listened in when she was talking with Ansion and such. Her thoughts were interesting, but he hadn’t expected she was paying so much attention to his to pick up things like that. [Children...?] Her ‘voice’ sounded strangely sheepish. [Um...yeah. One of those things I forgot to tell you...] [One of?!] he stood up to go find her. [Where are you anyway?] [On the way to you, actually...need to clear up some things before we arrive.] She did...feel closer. He could figure that from a mix of the Force and their, for lack of a better word, Link. Its what she’d called it, and worked well enough. Akan wondered how long it would be before they arrived. Naboo was a good distance from Endor. Probably a day...though depending on when they’d changed routes, it could be a matter of hours. There would likely be a meeting before arrival to go over what was going to happen, so Akan let worries about that slip out of his mind. There were enough worries at this point. He closed his eyes and let the Force assist in calming himself as he waited for Shadow. [/QUOTE]
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