medietas_ooc

Welcome to Medietas! Have an interest in joining the game? Maybe you have an old muse that you want to dust off? Or, maybe you're just looking for a place to voice test a brand new character and would like to do so in our little island setting among friends? Well, whatever the reason, this is where you can do that!

You all know what to do but if you don’t, just follow the instructions and HAVE FUN!

How To Play:

→ Comment with the character you’d like to test drive. Don’t forget to add their name and canon in the subject line.
→ Choose a scenario, or start your own!
→ Tag around!

Possible Scenarios:

1. New Arrival: You've just arrived on the island of Medietas, in the city of Aerilon, via a floating boat with people you may or may not know. Of course, you can't help wondering what the heck is going on, or how you even got on the boat in the first place. But as soon as the vessel docks you are greeted by some lovely locals who offer you a map and a communications device before leaving you to your own. You probably have questions and there seems to be a number of people there already who may or may not have those answers. Talk to them! Or, get on the network and introduce yourself!

2. Getting Settled: So, now that you've arrived and wandered around the starter home you've been given, it's time to check out the rest of the islands. There's a market on Aerilon that is full of treasures. Or, you can check out Chapter Six bookstore. Perhaps you wander over to the Mean Princess facility on Mulciber. There is so much to see!

3. Event: Teams are being put together to venture out deep into the islands of Eurus and Mulciber to track and destroy a vicious beast who has been the reason for the disappearances of several island locals. Please help stop the creature before anyone else goes missing!

4. Wild Card: Got something else in mind and want to create your own scenario? Go for it!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Oh, I think he knew he was in for it the moment I said I was military." The target hadn't been all that far to hit. Scorch was used to lobbing detonators so much farther.

"Well, at least he can't say you didn't warn him," she says before going quiet to eat a few of her share of the potato wedges, mood becoming subdued, now that she no longer had something to keep her distracted.

He nudges a few more of the wedges from his plate onto her's.

"Want me to show you around the place after, or help you find out where you're staying? I was going to head to the station- I got a job with the Task Force here. Seems the closest thing to what I know how to do, anyway, but we don't see much action."

She eats one of the new ones without comment, only a slightly raised eyebrow. Well, not much comment. "Your way of saying haili cetare?"

She considers what to do for a moment, finishing the potato wedge. "I think helping me find where I'm staying would be good. Give me time to let things sink in."

Have a good cry in private. Particularly when she finds the datachip full of pictures and her son's toy. Not that she knows about either of those yet.

"It's nothing much and I'm not Skirata, but I know you need something to keep you on your feet, at least for a while. House-hunting it is."

Scorch nods, finishing off another wedge. He wouldn't be surprised if Etain wanted some time alone.

"Considering he was there when things... happened... he might actually have a heart attack if he saw me." She frowns a little as a piece of detail she missed at the time filters into her awareness. "I think he had Bardan's lightsaber with him."

She remembers the extra food a moment later and nibbles on one of the pieces.

     There's a pleasant thought, he thinks dryly. Skirata was tiny, but Scorch knows better than to get between a Mandalorian and family. Woe to whoever got caught between that, especially if he'd witnessed what happened to Etain.

     "Sounds like some shabla party."

     Fumbling about a side pouch for the gold he'd need to cover the dish of appetizers and Etain's tea, he plunked it down on the table for the server. Then he helps himself to another potato wedge as though just remembering how good they are.

"It was a real blast," she says dryly. "Anything he did, I'm sure Ordo also did, since he was standing right by him. Everybody was there. I think they refused to be left behind when he and Ordo came to get me."

Which meant all of them got to see something they really wish they hadn't.

She looks pensively at her tea for a moment before looking back up. "When I asked if you were okay, what I really meant was were you alive. Considering what happened to me... It occurred to me to wonder if something horrible happened after I left."

"Stang, I wonder if anyone was left standing." Definitely no Jedi in the area would be, he suspects.

Scorch goes quiet again when Etain rephrases her earlier question. He shakes his head. "Nothing that you don't already know. I was pulled here just as we were en route to our next mission point, which was right after the first of the Republic's ships arrived to begin a full-on assault." Right after they'd lost contact with Sev.

"Hopefully, the civilians who were just trying to get to wherever they were going made it out in one piece," Etain says, finishing her tea before working on finishing the last bit of what was on her plate.

Needless to say, she hoped all the clones got out of it alive.

"So you're from a bit earlier than I am." That explains why he didn't know anything about Order 66 being activated.

"Yeah," he nods. "I guess so." That's as much as he'd figured. If Order 66 had been issued, Scorch knows he would have heard it, along with the rest of his brothers.

Etain felt suddenly exhausted. Her emotions have been going everywhere for the past hour and it was starting to catch up with her. Granted, it was probably better than staying sunk in misery, but still.

She finishes the last of her food after a moment. "You done?"

Scorch pushes away the empty plate, to take a final sip of water. "Yeah, all good to go when you are," he says. Setting his glass down, he reaches under the table for his helmet and his blaster.

Etain nods and gets up, pulling her comm unit back out to double-check the house number, remembering the island it announced she needed to go to. "Maybe tomorrow, you can show me where the places of interest are?"

Let her devote the rest of today to trying to cope with things. Possibly a minor amount of exploring if she hits a point where she can't stand to be cooped up on her own.

     "Oh, I can do that no problem. Word of warning, most of them might be sweets-related."

     He blames Skirata on ruining him in that. Being here just gives him more of an opportunity to indulge now that he has his own income to spend.

     Scorch gets to his feet, popping his helmet over his head and shouldering his Deece. "Alrighty, let's go then," he says, gesturing for her to head out.

Etain is utterly unsurprised by the warning. After all, she has seen Delta scarf down the treats Skirata brought back during their op on Coruscant right alongside Omega once the friction got smoothed over.

Etain nods and leads the way out of the pub, using a hand to shield her eyes after exiting to give her eyes time to adjust to the sunlight. "You catch the house number?"

"All up here," he replies, tapping the side of his helmet with a finger. "It'll be a good ways walk anyway, but I'll try to make sure we take the most expedient route."

Stepping past her, the commando takes the lead. Time to get this former Jedi to her new home.

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