Mical
It had been a while since he talked to anyone, about three weeks. Some of the items he gathered were damaged but were in still good use. He logged all that he carried; books, holovids, whatever means that preserved the Jedi way. Yes, there were the occasional scavengers who would take what artifacts that were left to haggle a price, but to Mical these were worth so much more.
"Ok those piles are done." He looked around the room and saw stacks of books and boxes. He then noticed a couple of things that were out of place. "Where is my mind today?" he muttered to himself.
The door then opened as Mical picked the books up, he then turned around and saw a guy with a blaster at ready. Mical looked at the man, he didn't look like a scavenger, so why did he get his weapon ready… but then… she walked in.
"Nice Job Atton" she said to the man as she then looked at Mical.
Mical looked at her, she was so beautiful. He hadn't seen such beauty in well forever. She was familiar yet so unique. The books became heavy all of a sudden, so he dropped the books and gracefully bowed to her. Atton immediately crossed his arms but still had the blaster ready at hand.
"Wow how very gentlemen like." Alison said as Mical then stood back up straight. He then smiled at her, Alison felt the rosiness appearing on her cheeks, and this guy was kinda cute to her. But she then became serious. "Ok dude who are you?"
"I am an historian and scientist working for the republic, although I am certain my contemporaries would judge me more a historian than scientist." Mical answered.
"You look familiar to me. But what are you doing here." Alison stepped into the room.
"Like you, I was looking for some trace of the Jedi. I had heard mention that one of the Jedi masters had gone there, but I found no trace of them." He picked up some of the stuff he dropped.
Alison then walked in the room, "Oh no there's more a reason than just that."
Mical felt the butterflies in his stomach as she was near him.
"Well the other reason was the ruins of the Jedi enclave, and once I arrived. I felt it was necessary to stay, to protect what was left. Much had been taken from the enclave, both by raiders and others. I wished to preserve what I could."
"Well that's cool, so what do you know of the Jedi?" Alison started to help him pick up a couple of holovids.
Mical couldn't help but just look at her, he felt a small twist in his stomach, he looked behind and the brute seemed to just glare at him. Was this man her body guard? She looked so gentle yet her hands were slightly bruised and cut as if they have been through some scraps.
"Well they are supposed to see a higher purpose in things, it is also proof that a single force wielder can change the face of the galaxy, and that is a frightening thing indeed." He looked at her as she helped him tidy up a bit.
"Wait a second, you sound like you don't like the Jedi, you hate them?" Alison put down the things neatly and crossed her arms.
He blushed. "Hate? No. I do not hate them. They only raise questions without answers. All I saw was ignorance, and what those seeds created in the Republic. It is difficult to follow the Jedi code, when so few others have, but you know this." He thought of when he was a Padawan…
"Interesting, what is that supposed to mean?" Atton remarked as he kept his arms crossed and kept his eye on the blonde man eying 'his' girl.
"Well many Jedi defied the order during the Mandalorian wars and it paved the way for the Jedi civil war." He explained to Atton then looked back at Alison.
"So you blame the Jedi who turned, or the Counsel?" Alison asked.
"There is no blame, all must accept. But it is at its core, one must wonder if it was the failure of the teaching's...or the teachers themselves." The man looked sad as he spoke the words.
"You look really familiar, it's kind of bothering me now..." Alison examined his appearance.
"I imagine in your travels of the galaxy, you have seen many people. Faces tend to blur together after a time. What else would you like to know?"
"Thanks but I'll be leaving now." She then started to walk out.
Mical stood there for a short moment and then went after her, he caught up with her touching her arm firmly enough to have her stay, but soft enough to know it wasn't hostile.
"Wait, before you go. I had a question for you. You came to Dantooine in search of Jedi. Why?"
"The Sith are rising in the galaxy, and I am going to need help to stop them." She moved his hand off her.
Mical's eyebrow rose in astonishment. "If the Sith are rising again then it is strange the Jedi would not be there to meet them. And we have not seen more evidence of the Sith." He thought for a moment. He couldn't help but trail off for a moment while he saw how she seemed to glow. He quickly shook it off silently. "I believe you. In any case it seems like our goals are compatible. If you will have me I can apply my knowledge and skills to helping you find the answers you seek."
Atton then walked up to him, "Look we are already full up. We don't need anyone else. We travel light." he then looked at Alison hoping for some agreement.
Mical looked him in the eye and saw he was indeed an aggressive brute. It seemed that he was possessive of the girl. But she seemed to be very independent. It was slightly confusing to him.
"Atton don't start, we need all the help we can get." Alison slightly pushed Atton to the side, since he was blocking her from Mical.
"So is that a yes?" Mical asked as he looked at Alison.
Atton huffed slightly, "We're still thinking about it." he crossed his arms.
Alison walked up to Mical and really got a good look at him. She went around him observing him. Atton kept his arms crossed but grew slightly jealous of this action. Mical just looked straight but then looked at her face seeing that she was at slight confusion.
Alison then sighed and thought. "Why do you look so dam familiar?" she asked the Mical.
He couldn't help but slightly blush, "Well I have met you before, prior to when the Jedi left to aid in the Mandalorian Wars."
"Oh she met you… well alright then let's get going." Alison sighed and was heading out the exit of the ruins.
The blonde man looked at Atton with confusion, of course Atton shrugged since he was also confused. Later on, after Dantooine, Mical made himself comfortable in the medical room. He was treating Alison for her wounds from the battle. He couldn't help but be attracted to her, Alison tensed u as he applied the medicine to her cut. She cringed when he stuck the needle under her skin.
"Alison I don't understand how you rarely complain about your injuries, but when I barley stick you with the needle you do that." Mical said so friendly.
"Oh it's not like it hurts. I guess its just all in my head." Alison gripped the side of the bed where she sat.
"This might sting though." Mical wet a rag with a blue liquid that seemed too goopy to be water.
"Wait, what?" she looked as he placed it on the exposed flesh, "Oww!" she let out a small cry.
Brianna passed by and saw the two and smiled to herself she then went toward the cockpit.
Alison held herself, "That shit hurt. Why didn't you warn me?"
"I'm sorry Alison" Mical couldn't help but laugh a bit.
Mical then heard some footsteps that seemed more like stomps. Atton was then in the doorway and saw how Atton reacted to him touching Alison.
"Alison are you alright? I didn't know you were hurt." Atton said.
"Don't worry Atton I'll be fine, so what's up?" She moved her shirt a bit so Mical could work better. Mical tried to ignore Atton so he could help Alison heal.
"Well..." Atton couldn't help but observe her small curvy waist showing. "I was just wondering where to next." he then looked at her face.
Mical could see the lust in his eyes, but once again tried to ignore him.
Alison sat there and slightly grunted from the small pain "Well earlier you said something about Nar Shadda, so there sounds good. Oh and Atton?"
"Yeah?" Atton responded.
She pointed at her face. "I'm up here ok buddy" she then giggled as he smiled and rolled his eyes, and then headed to the cockpit setting course for Nar Shadda.
Mical then was finishing up and wrapped the stitches. "It most likely will itch, but try your best to not scratch; the medication needs to dissolve in your flesh.
Alison slightly scrunched her nose, "I suppose I will need a manicure." She looked at her nails. "Well I'll let you get more settled Mical. Thank you again."
"Of course Alison, it was no trouble." Mical watched as she left, he sighed and went to clean his utensils. He then heard someone sit on the bed, he turned and saw Brianna. "You need aid?"
"No I'm fine." Brianna said as she ate a can of Jasard.
Mical set down his tools and wiped his hands. "I don't believe we properly met I'm-"
"I know who you are, after all Alison said your name several times." She slightly chuckled to herself. "I think adding you will definitely take the heat off me."
"I'm sorry, Heat?" Mical's face became quizzical.
"So tell me Mical, how do you feel around Jedi, at least around that one?" Brianna looked as she continued to finish her food.
Mical slightly blushed. "Well she's inspiring really and well…"
"Oh I'm just teasing" Brianna got up, she made her way out. "By the way I noticed that you skipped a small part of the stitch"
Mical held his head down and smiled, he then streatched and went back to cleaning his tools…