My friend and I wanted to make it so our SW:TOR legacies were in the same universe. We had character concepts in both our legacies that we wanted to intertwine in relationships and these stories are the result of our lack of patience while waiting for the Cathar race to be implemented within SWTOR. Arn obviously cannot yet exist in game but all the others referenced in this series of stories can and do. There were of course be TWO Aric Jorgans in this series of stores as well, and we didn't rename them being overfond of his name for both of us, the physical descriptions and relationships should make the different Aric's clear however.

Cast of Characters:

Arn Jorgan-Cathar, sniper, member of the Deadeyes, adopted son of Aric Jorgan and Kheari Thistle (Commando Trooper), Thistle Legacy

Aric Jorgan(Thistle Legacy) - retired Trooper, father of Arn, married to Kheari Thistle(retired Trooper), works within the Cathar community facilitating fostering of kits who have lost families in the war and arranging adoptions. Runs a fostering home with his wife Kheari on Corellia.

Kheari Thistle Jorgan (Thistle Legacy) - retired Trooper, mother of Arn, married to Aric Jorgan, Runs a fostering home with her husband Aric on Corellia.

Nels - Cathar sniper, member of the Deadeyes, friend of Arn Jorgan (Thistle Legacy)

Tedder - Human sniper, member of the Deadeyes, friend of Arn Jorgan (Thistle Legacy)

Ryll - biological son of Kheari and Aric Jorgan, Mirialan/Cathar hybrid. Studying at the Academy, plans to become a Trooper. (Thistle Legacy)

Elara - biological daughter (twin of Ryll) of Kheari and Aric Jorgan, Mirialan/Cathar hybrid, studying to become a Reclamations Specialist (Thistle Legacy)

Ky'arra Thistle - Jedi Master, Master of Tessy Revel (Sherastiliin Legacy, biological daughter of Sildrest and Nia'ree, adopted daughter of Andronikos (Drew) Revel)

Hanging on a half-completed bridge, Arn gripped his way up and stood on the completed section, unstrapping tools from his waist and handing them to the men and women working on this section with a grin. Anders grinned and waved at the young Cathar. "Who needs those slow lifting machines when we have our goat-cat to bring tools to us."

"Hey! I'm not a goat. That's my mom." Arn chuckled in a low voice. "I'm just accomplished at getting to where she is. So, do you have tools that need passing up to the next level?" Arn scanned the next platform above him. "I think they've finished enough I can get to them now."

An older Cathar woman looked up from her work and laughed. "So this is what troopers do in their time off? Help rebuild cities?"

Arn grinned and looked at his two pals from the Deadeyes working alongside her. "Well, sometimes we do. And we're snipers. Get the terminology right." He chuckled. "So up? Or back down to get more supplies for you folks?"

Tessy was scowling as she worked, muttering under her breath about people not understanding the concept of 'accident'. She had been banished to the treetops to lop off the small branches with her light saber since they wouldn't even trust her with so much as a paintbrush. There was irony there, she was sure.

The vine harness creaked gently as she hopped around the trunk. Her job was only to cut the small ones, nothing wider than five centimeters since they were going to fall down to the people below. She twisted and bent to reach a branch near her knee level, letting out some of the slack to drop her down at bit as she did so.

There was a sickening snap and Tessy didn't even have time to scream before she was falling. Fortunately for everyone below her, the light saber had a safety and turned off when she wasn't holding it. It tumbled out of her reach as she fell.

Arn heard a snap and looked up to the sight of a body tumbling down. He moved rapidly and reached out long arms which snagged and pulled it into his chest as the...woman...he noted now, human from the looks of it...was about to pass their half completed section of the bridge. Settling her against his chest while he cradled her, a charming grin on his face, he chuckled. "Hey there. I had no idea pretty women fell from the sky here or I'd have volunteered to work on the city a lot sooner."

His buddies snorted and poked each other. "Yeah of course, HE catches the girl, while we pound hammers. I see how it is..."

Tessy was attempting to figure out a way to slow herself with the Force, and composing a farewell letter to her family. If there was a way for a Jedi to survive a fall of this distance, they didn't teach it nearly early enough for her liking. Her thoughts were interrupted by a jolt. She stifled a shriek when she realized that she had not in fact hit the ground. Someone had caught her. Someone with strong arms and a hard, warm chest.

Slowly, she registered the teasing comment about pretty girls falling out of the sky and the laughter of his friends. A hot, scarlet, blush covered her whole face. He hadn't let her down yet, so she covered her face with her hands to try and maintain some dignity. When she felt like her voice might not squeak and shake she said, "Please, let me down."

Arn reached a gentle hand to hers and moved one off her face. Warm golden-green eyes looked at her and he smiled softly. "Didn't mean to embarrass you miss. Just startled me." Placing her feet down gently to the inside of the platform, making sure she was not near an edge, he gave her a kind look. Holding out his hand to her, his cheek twitched in a suppressed smile. "I'm Arn, Arn Jorgan. Nice to meet you."

Tessy felt the heat in her cheeks subside a bit as he spoke. She still couldn't quite meet the man's eyes though. Taking his hand after a slight pause she said, "My name is Tessy." Biting her lip, she raised her eyes to finally meet his and her twinkling smile slowly spread across her face, "I guess I should thank you. I probably would have made quite a crater if you hadn't caught me."

Arn glanced down the path he'd taken up to the bridge. "I don't see any lifters now. Guess you can sit and wait till one comes this way, unless you'd like me to take you down."

Anders took a good look at Tessy and paled, rubbing his leg and remembering the nail in his pants. He cleared his throat. "I think you should take her down, Arn. She'd be perfectly safe with you taking her..." he muttered under his breath "...and we would too."

Arn raised his eyebrow at Anders hearing his muttering words and smiled brightly at Tessy "Care to have an adventure?"

Tessy pursed her lips. She raised one eyebrow as she looked at Anders having also heard his muttering, "I seem to recall that you weren't actually injured. So, I'm not sure what you're crying about," then she turned to Arn, "Actually, when my harness doesn't break, I do pretty well on my own." Grinning, she leapt and landed lightly on a platform over twenty feet away. "If you want an adventure, you'll have to keep up!" She called back to him.

Arn grinned widely and chuckled. "She reminds me of mom."

Nels nudged his fellow Deadeye, watching Arn's face. "Uh oh, he's intrigued. We can't get thrown off Cathar right?"

Tedder looked at Arn's face. "I dunno, maybe... " A sudden look of relief hit his face. "Wait! His Dad's working here too. Maybe we can save ourselves."

Arn rounded sharply, eyes narrowed at his friends. "Do you want me to pound you now, or later? Drop it. We won't get thrown off the planet. And we didn't last time anyway, it was Nar Shaddaa, I'd have had to do a lot more than that to manage us getting thrown off." Arn turned to the edge of the platform. "Time for more tools?" He grinned at Anders. "Back in a bit. Feel free to throw my friends off the platform for me." He chortled and jumped to the platform below and made his way down, watching Tessy as she leapt ahead of him, smiling at her graceful leaps.

Bouncing from platform to platform, Tessy made her way down toward the ground level. She kept one eye open for her light saber. Master Ky'arra would not be happy with her if she lost it again. Granted, she usually did find it...eventually, but being lectured by her master was not high on her list of things she wanted to experience today. About thirty-five feet above the ground, she saw her light saber. The hook had somehow managed to catch in the leaves or something. She eyed it and the ground below. It was a few feet above her head and out a ways from the platform. Probably nearly at the limit to what she could jump to. Bending her knees she pushed off, using the Force to propel her through the air. She snatched the weapon, flipped over and landed, crouched on the ground. Tossing her ponytail back over her shoulder, she looked up to see the Cathar who had caught her was following her down.

Arn stopped on the last platform before the ground to admire her landing and then leapt the rest of the way down, landing lightly on his feet next to the Jedi. His golden-green eyes sparkled mischievously. "Jedi huh? They actually have some real places set up that are permanent that we can eat at now. Could I buy you dinner?"

Tessy bit her lip and focused her gaze on her light saber, rubbing at some of the scratches in the casing. "I...I guess dinner is okay...I..." she looked around. Normally this was when Master Ky'arra showed up to take her pupil in hand and explain how Jedi were supposed to behave in a given situation. At the moment, there was no sign of her master's distinctive white hair. Shyly, she raised her eyes, looking up through her lashes at Arn and smiled, "Okay."

His eyes lit up and a huge smile opened on his face. "See you around seven then? The Jedi encampment? I need to start climbing back up with tools I suppose or those no-good friends of mine will start complaining I am slacking while they pound nails."

"Okay," Tessy watched as he started free climbing the tree again. She clapped a hand over her mouth to keep the giggles from escaping and kept her eyes on him until he was too high to see well. Remembering where she was and why, she sighed and looked around. The few workers on the ground level were giving her wary looks. Clipping her light saber back to her belt, she made her way back to where she and her master had set up camp.

Arn headed back to the trooper camp at dusk and cleaned up, pointedly ignoring Nels and Tedder's gibes. "Just because you two losers refuse to take a chance doesn't mean I should be encumbered by your stupidity. Shut your mouths or I will shut them for you, and I don't want to do that now because I'd have to clean up again." Arn grinned slowly with eyes narrowed in a deadly look.

"Right, shutting up." Tedder shook his head. "You're going to get into trouble though. You only like the deadly ones. She'll turn out to be a closet Sith or something, mark my words."

Arn headed to the restaurant looking thoughtful and ordered an assorted picnic basket along with some water flasks. He grabbed some portable lighting, tossing it in a pack and headed over to the Jedi encampment. Looking around he spotted the beautiful girl with the bright blue eyes and waved. He noticed she appeared to be dodging an older, white haired Jedi woman who was currently being distracted by a dark-haired man. He crept up behind her silently and tapped her lightly on the shoulder figuring she'd feel his presence through the Force if nothing else, once he got close.

The tap on her shoulder made Tessy smile. She had been waiting for Arn to show up, so she immediately felt his presence. It was warm and strong and made her feel very comfortable. Casting a look at Master Ky'arra and seeing she was entirely absorbed in her husband at the moment, Tessy turned and smiled at the Cathar, "Hello," she said quietly.

Arn quirked a quick grin and inclined his hand out of the camp after offering a hand to her. "I thought a night time picnic, don't worry I brought lighting, might be more enjoyable. What do you think? I'm pretty good at finding good spots to flop and talk. My mom's big on climbing, camping and generally being outdoors."

"Well, you kept me from plummeting to my death out of a tree," Tessy giggled, "I think I can trust you to find a spot to set up a picnic."

"Great. I scoped out a spot earlier while I was thinking and climbing." He grinned and led her to a nice grove and set up lighting and a blanket and laid out food and then laid down on his stomach and propped himself on his elbows, eyes focused on Tessy's. "Okay, so basics out of the way. Arn Jorgan. I'm a trooper, sharpshooter, in the Deadeyes. You've probably never heard of them. No one does really. Not part of our job to be too noticeable. My parents are both retired troopers. Mom runs a fostering center now, helping Cathar kits get adopted when they lose their families. That's how they got me. Lost my family on Taris, got a new one on Corellia." Arn's good nature, kindness and general open acceptance of people shone through like a beacon across the Force while he talked. "Anything else you want to know?"

Tessy listened quietly. A number of potential problems were running through her mind about sharing pretty much anything about her family. Arn seemed more than willing to accept whatever she might say, but as with everyone she met in the Republic, she had to be careful. She looked up when he finished talking, "Any siblings? How did you end up here volunteering? Um..." she giggled, "I don't know. Anything you want to share, I guess."

"Have a younger brother and sister, twins, Ryll and Elara. They are biologic I guess you'd call it. Little odd, since mom's Mirialan, but they both take after Dad. Mom's big on relics and such, she seemed to think I'd get into less trouble helping out here than any of the other places I've gone when on leave." His eyes sparkled mischievously while he pursed his lips in suppressed laughter. "I have no idea why she thinks I'd get into trouble though." He smiled and grabbed a fruit. "So why'd you want to be Jedi?"

"What else do you do when you're strong in the Force?" she shrugged, "Not a lot of options really."

"I know there's several kinds of Jedi though, which one are you?"

"Well, I'm the one who jumps in first," Tessy grinned, "Smashes everything I can, and hopes someone else is paying at least a little bit of attention and I won't end up dead. That's the theory anyway. I'm still training. Not actually a Knight yet."

Arn laughed hugely. "That sounds almost exactly like my mother. She was a Major in Havoc squad before she retired. Dad was her XO. Mom's little but strong. And trust me she can smash anything. Quiet is not her strong suit."

Tessy giggled at that, "Well, I do try to be quiet. It's really not my thing though," she sighed then, "And I'm probably one of the clumsiest Jedi in the galaxy. My poor master pulls half her hair out on a regular basis because I've broken something else, or lost my light saber again." She patted her hip, "I'm just glad I managed to find it today before she found out I'd lost it, I wasn't really in the mood for another lecture on light saber care."

"Didn't look too clumsy when you were jumping platforms. Just sounds like you are a bit accident-prone to me. Eat something." He smiled quietly, "You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. And I swear I'm not going to get grabby. Just wanted to tell you." He quirked a quick grin and took another bite of his apple, looking at her.

Tessy colored and pulled a sandwich out of the basket. She took a couple of bites and then shrugged, "You call it accident-prone, my master calls it insanity, and Papan calls it enthusiasm."

"Yeah, I can see where that could get you into trouble with Jedi. A little enthusiasm is good, a lot might not be. Mostly I'm quiet, but I love being around enthusiasm. Your papan your Dad?"

"Um, yes. He is. I don't get to see him often. Jedi have this thing about spending time with family. My master tends to allow me to visit more than others would. Papan is one of my favorite people in the whole galaxy though," her eyes sparkled as she thought about him.

"Yeah, know the feeling. My Dad, well he knows exactly how I feel usually. He's just good at reading me I guess, and he lost his family the same way I did, so we just kinda meshed when we met. You know, you don't have to talk about anything that makes you uncomfortable. I can tell you hesitate talking about your family. It's perfectly fine. I wanted to spend time with you. Got nothing to do with anything else, just something to talk about, there's lots of other things we can talk about though."

Tessy smiled, her eyes glowing warmly at him, "I appreciate that. It's not that it makes me uncomfortable exactly, but my family is a little unusual. And not that I don't trust you, it's just not something I share with everyone. But thank you for understanding."

He grinned lightly. "Come out with me again during the daytime and I will show you bizarre talents that you should not talk about unless you want my poor pals to be beaten to a pulp. Mom taught me how to weave flower chains and I am very good at it. And they would look good on you."

"I challenge you to a flower chain duel then. My aunt taught me," she grinned.

"Sounds fun. I'm in. You are definitely far more interesting than the average beautiful girl who falls from the stars." He winked playfully.

Tessy threw back her head and laughed, "You made this seem like an unusual occurrence in your life. Now you're telling me you just travel around rescuing clumsy girls who fall out of trees."

"Rescue, yes, it's an occupational hazard. It's usually not beautiful girls though. Mostly very cranky people who don't necessarily want to be rescued that we get sent after to retrieve. I prefer the retrieval to head shots though, always a chance if you can bring them back alive I should take you back to your camp, it's getting late. But I'm holding you to the chain flower contest. How about tomorrow afternoon? It's supposed to be a rest day and folks won't be expecting us to tote tools and climb trees and whatnot tomorrow." Gathering up the remaining supplies he chucked them into the basket and the basket back into his pack. He reached out his hand and offered her a hand up.

Taking Arn's hand, Tessy popped up to her feet and grinned. "As long as my master doesn't have some 'important Jedi business' for me to attend to, I'll be free."

Looking down for a moment, a quiet smile hit Arn's face and he reeled her in closer to him. "Would you object to a kiss? Because I'd really like to. Kiss you that is." He touched the back of his hand to her cheek softly and held her eyes patiently. The gold and green of his eyes looking warmly into hers.

Tessy felt her face heating again and her heart started to pound. Her fingertips fluttered against his chest where her hand had come to rest when he pulled her close and she could feel his heart pounding as well. She cast her eyes down and then back up to his, looking shyly through her lashes again. A smile slowly crept across her face and she gave him a tiny nod, "Okay."

He slid his hands to her waist holding her loosely, leaned in and very softly pressed his lips to hers before pulling back and looking into her eyes. The gold of his eyes grew intense for a moment looking into the blue of hers before he hugged her to him very gently and rubbed his cheek against hers.

"Come on, let's get you back to your Master before you get in trouble."

Tessy leaned into him for a moment, feeling the warmth of his aura surround her. She nodded, "She probably hasn't noticed yet that I'm gone. But yeah, she will soon."

Arn dropped her back near the tents and smiled. "I'll look for you tomorrow. Hopefully your Master won't find anything for you to do." He headed back to his tents and found his pals regaling his Dad with the story of the girl who fell from the trees straight into his arms earlier in the day. Arn gave Nels and Tedder a dirty look that strongly implied that they were going to feel pain later for that particular revelation. Tedder then had the balls to tell his father he'd talked the girl into dinner and that he was just back from said dinner. Arn's eyes flared and Tedder realized his promised pounding had just increased by several fold from the pressed lips combined with the flared eyes that Arn was directing at him. Arn spun on his heel without a word, walked out of the tent and sat on a rock outside, counting and trying to cool down, figuring he could at least manage that before Dad came out to grill him.

Aric gave Arn a few minutes after he had stalked off and his buddies slunk away. It was clear they had hit a nerve with his son, and he would need a little time to calm down. Taking a deep breath, Aric stood and walked slowly, almost without thinking, to where Arn was seated on a rock a little distance from the camp. He stood quietly next to the younger Cathar for a long moment. "It's usually best to ignore your friends when they get that way. They rarely know what's really going on."

"Yeah, I know." He smiled slightly. "It was kinda funny I suppose. Beautiful girls falling out of trees into your arms aren't that common after all. She's a Jedi. She says she's clumsy, I doubt that, sounds more accident-prone. We just had an outside picnic and talked."

"A Jedi, huh? I wonder what she was doing up high, most of them have been working on the lower levels, helping move the heavier materials." Nothing that Arn had said was cause for concern, but there was something in his tone, coupled with his reaction to his friends' teasing that told Aric there might be more to the story. He wouldn't push though. Arn would talk when he was ready. He always did.

"Not that kind of Jedi, Dad. She's an apprentice anyway, but a Knight, not the healing kind who can move things." He closed his eyes thinking about the blue depths of her eyes, then opened them again, fixing his eyes in the distance recalling every feature of her face, the little smile when she had let him kiss her caused a tiny smile to play on his face, completely forgetting his Dad standing there.

Aric watched Arn's expression change and a worried look crossed his face. He cleared his throat to remind his son he was there, "I admit I don't know that much about Jedi, son, but I think telekinesis is pretty universal for them. But she's more of a melee fighter then? Again, not an expert by any means on what Jedi do or how they do it."

Arn nodded. "Yes more a fighter. That's what she said. She apparently loses things a lot, and gives her Master headaches." He chuckled lightly. "Can't imagine why. Anders seemed to think she was an accident waiting to happen, he said something about her nailing his pants to a board earlier when they let her help on the bridges. And a paint can when she was painting, that's where the three folks we saw scrubbing green paint off them came from. Shoulda seen her jumping from platform to platform though when she got down after she fell, it was her harness that broke, so graceful, and that smile..."

Pulling himself back in from whatever place he had been he looked up into his Dad's face. "Her name's Tessy. She's over with Master Ky'arra." He chuckled. "And if she isn't pulled into 'important Jedi business' tomorrow,we're dueling daisy chains, she claims she's better than me."

"She sounds like she's a lot of fun," Aric said carefully, "I think I'd like to meet her at some point. And you'd better do your mom proud making those flower chains."

"Yeah, should head to bed. I think I can manage to avoid killing Nels and Tedder now. See you tomorrow Dad."