Lousro on Dagobah Pt. 8 – T8-T3

The ship sealed behind Ao as he left with Lousro to explore Dagobah. T8-T3 sealed the ship and turned on the security. After a while, the maintenance droid entered a low-power mode. He had no tasks left to do on the ship so he activated a custom sub-routine that a Jedi Master had given him. Master Evr’t was strange, even for a Jawa. She was a Jedi for one, and she also respected droids as living creatures. Unfortunately, she had died early in the war, but he still had this program from her. After a moment of spooling the subroutine kicked in and T8-T3 began to dream. The program collected memories then rearranged them and displayed them as a sensory overlay. T8-T3 had tweaked the parameters over time to produce more and more realistic dreams. Continue reading

Darth Teslief – Pt. 9

As the last one of the borders was finally disposed of Teslief glanced toward the massive creature and saw the newly arrived ship and the Impaler launch fighter screens.

The Cathar glanced at the fighters. “Weren’t we trying to expend as few resources as possible here? Why are they sending out fighter screens?”

“I don’t know, but we need to get back inside the ship. We need to scramble our fighters too.” Teslief turned and started toward the nearest airlock. Continue reading

Lousro on Dagobah Pt. 7 – Above Below

Pushing the thoughts of the hole in the ground out of his mind Ao walked to the other side of the small clearing and pulled his training saber off his belt. Lousro had only trained him in lightsaber meditation techniques and not in any form of combat. Knowing that he was starting to lose the reflexes that had been drilled into him at the temple he began doing simple repetitions.

While going through a series of memorized blocking patterns Ao had a compelling feeling to try his personal comm again. They had tried a few times before but the thick forest had blocked the communication frequency. Ao finished the set, pulled out his comm, and punched the ship’s code in. Continue reading

Lousro on Dagobah Pt. 6 – The Cave

As Lousro and Ao approached the area of Lousro’s vision the sense of darkness thickened around them. A calming aura was coming from Ao, while an atmosphere of worry was emanating from Lousro.

“Master, what’s wrong?” Ao lifted a vine out of the way to let Lousro pass. “You’re more out of balance than I’ve ever sensed a Jedi.”

Lousro fluttered under the vine and waited for Ao. “I can’t shake the feeling that I’m leading us to a terrible fate.” Continue reading

Lousro on Dagobah Pt. 5 – A Vision of Darkness

Lousro sat on a damp branch, giving his wings a short rest. “I’ll meditate a while. See if I can locate the ship.” He paused for a moment, scratching at his toydarian survivalist beard. “Why don’t you do a handstand and lift as many sticks and stones into the air as you can while I meditate.

Eyes wide Ao nodded. “I’ll try, master.” Continue reading

Lousro on Dagobah Pt. 4 – Welcome to The Jungle

The landing ramp to the Scarecrow slowly opened revealing the jungle beyond. A horrendous screeching sound echoed through the ship as the ramp hit the open position.

“Awe, kriff! Tate, that tree did more damage than we thought. Don’t try to close the ramp. I’ll have to look at it after my training session.” A few beeps answered from the comm. “I know it’s bad for the ship and you to have this humidity inside, but you’ll just have to close all the bulkhead doors between the cargo bay and the rest of the ship. I’ll use the airlock on the side of the ship until it’s fixed.” There was a short flurry of beeps and whistles. “I’ll build a ramp or stairs or something, and you know you’ve said worse words than kriff in binary multiple times. You’re a bad influence on me.” Continue reading

Lousro on Dagobah Pt. 3 – Landing

The Scarecrow shuddered as it entered the humid atmosphere of Dagobah. Lousro and Ao were at the ramp waiting for the touchdown as T8-T3 piloted the ship.

Pressing the button for the comm Ao called out to T8-T3, “everything okay up there, Tate?”

Rapid beeps and whistles answered in a flustered manner as Lousro was forced to the floor by the ship lurching upward. The landing zone he had chosen from orbit was too unstable to safely land the ship, so T8-T3 had aborted the landing. Continue reading