Howdy friends. Welcome to part 8. So, I do not own any of the characters or the game, Star Wars Knights of the Old Republic that this is based on. Read, Review, and Enjoy!
I fluttered up the ramp and past the group of friends sitting in the main hold. Without looking any of them in the eyes, I quietly and quickly walked into the cockpit and shut the door, and locked it, behind me.
"Oak, you open this door!" Jolee's fist pounded into the door. I smiled as I watched Carth jump out of his chair and stare at me.
"No thank you Jolee. I'd prefer to stay in here and chat with Carth for a moment if you don't mind." I took Carth's jacket off from around my shoulders where it had sat since I had left the ship. "Thank you for letting me use this Carth." I handed it back to him.
"Oak, are you alright?" He threw the jacket to the floor and put his hands on my shoulders. Wow, his hands are as big as rancers.
"Yeah." I smiled and shrugged out of his grasp. "We are going to stop Malak. I can feel it. Things are going to well right now." I could feel tears forming in my eyes.
"Oak, what is that?" He sounded repulsed. My hand swiped at my eyes and I felt the moisture spreading.
"Things are going well right now. Things are going great right now." I repeated this over and over again. Tears started falling from my eyes and I couldn't control them. He held his arms around me, embracing me in another hug, this one more comfortable than the one the previous day.
"Oak, what's wrong?" His hand stroked my hair. He tried hard to comfort me, but it wasn't working.
"Everything is so great now, it seems too easy! Carth, something is going to go wrong, I can feel it." My voice was muffled as I spoke into his shirt, which, may I add, was now soaked.
He pulled me back and looked me straight in the eyes. "I have total faith in you and your ability to defeat Malak." He smiled and my tears stopped falling so heavily.
"Carth, I need you to promise me something." My breath came in hiccupped gasps.
"Yeah, anything that stops you from crying again." He laughed as he picked up his jacket and placed it in his chair.
"When we get to the Star Forge, if I use my comlink at all, get off the thing and signal to the Republic. I will not use the comlink for any other reason. You need to do this one thing for me, alright?" He looked at me, his jaw slowly dropping.
"Oak, what if you are still on there? I can't let you blow up."
"Carth, what is more important? The galaxy or the life of one particularly hated Jedi?"
"Who hates you?"
"You, Carth. You said this, and I quote 'You are Revan and I don't think I can care about you.'"
"You left out a whole bunch of that conversation."
"Carth, stop arguing! Just blow up the damn Star Forge if I tell you to, alright?" I turned and tried to throw open the door, but I fell backward and stumbled into Carth. Within a fraction of a second, I jumped out of his arms. "Just because I forgot the door was locked, does not mean I am not still frustrated."
I attempted to open the door again, but fell over again. I turned and looked sheepishly at Carth. "Carth," He smiled as I took a step towards him. "Can you open the door?" He laughed as he lightly guided me towards the door.
"Watch and learn." He smiled as he held the handle in his hand. He unlocked it and it slid open beneath his hands. "I don't think you should be locking things anymore."
I walked out of the room and went into the port side dormitory. I silently fell into the nearest bunk (this fall was on purpose) and went to sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.