random_xtras: Portrait of a strong woman with dark skin and greying hair in many braids. (Alora)
The Cast ([personal profile] random_xtras) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2007-07-01 06:30 pm

KOTOR-verse. unknown planet. Mother/daughter bonding?

Alora ducked the swing of a wicked looking halberd, then swept off the droid arm that held it before swirling and deflecting a blaster bolt.

-Well, this has got to be one of more honest receptions we've gotten,- she mused, watching as another bolt went through the edge of her swirling robe. -They didn't even pretend to be glad to see us. Master! Protect her! ...Thank You.-

She clenched her teeth as Tiji turned just in time to meet the droid that had intended to attack her from behind, then whirled with a slight creak of armor to meet her own next opponent.

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-07-02 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
Tiji kept back her doubts about the being her mother served now and followed her, reaching for the comfort of another Jedi's mind again.

-Hey kid, I'm a little busy,- Atton informed her grumpily, and she felt his exertion.

-Oh. Well, we're waiting for you to catch up. And becareful, there's a ton of booby-traps here,- she sighed, then started when she felt a deep exlosion and Atton's grim feeling of victory.

-We've noticed.-

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-07-02 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. They're dealing with the booby-traps too," she said, blushing at having been caught.

-Kid, we're coming. Just be patient and tell that pretty mama of yours to try and hold still so we can find you,- Atton sighed.

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-07-02 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
-Mom says just do what you can down here. We've got this covered,- Tiji sighed.

-You ok, kid?- Atton frowned.

-I'm good. Keep my old man safe,- she grumbled.

-I've got his wheelchair greased and ready for running. You just watch your back. Atton out,- he smiled. Tiji sighed and tuned out of the link, then looked at her mother.

"It's all good," she promised. "They're downstairs doing what they can."

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-07-02 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
"He says he's ready to run as soon as he's allowed," she smirked, then frowned, hurrying forward to investigate, then blanching. "What do we do now?"