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Point Nadir, Outside Zietta's Palace

Watching him (yes, she now will acknowledge him as such since he stopped crying), she almost feels a twinge of sympathy as she watches him struggle to get to his feet on an otherwise useless leg. And from the way he's moving, that's not the only body part injured. Which brings up another bit of sympathy.

"Right now I wouldn't care if you were the Alexander Covenant himself. I would tell him the exact same thing I'm telling you." She stands there, gun at ready and all senses alerted for any possible danger. Including him. Experience has shown her just what a terrified and desperate person will do when they feel trapped. "What I know is that you're injured and alone. I am here with a blaster and yet I haven't used it on you yet. Think about that." They need to move, they've been there far too long.

"Now then, do you want to get out of here or not? Make your choice now or I''m leaving you for the next guy who wants to come around and kick you in the nads"

Point Nadir, Outside Zietta's Palace

As Kal stood up, he was able to get a decent look at the person who'd approached him. Thin and lithe, they were just a bit taller than him, and a dark head scarf concealed most of their face. Typical, Kal thought, that the only other detail he could gleam from them was that it was a woman speaking to him, judging by the hump on her chest area.

"Right now, I wouldn't care if you were the Alexander Covenant himself," the woman said, blaster at the ready. "I would tell him the exact same thing I'm telling you. What I know is that you're injured and alone. I am here with a blaster, and yet I haven't used it on you, yet. Think about that."

Kal used to Force and his arm to steady himself against the wall, while keeping his bad leg off the ground, but supported.

"Now then, do you want to get out of here, or not?" the woman asked, after a moment. "Make your choice now, or I'm leaving you for the next guy who wants to come around and kick you in the nads."

Who was this lady? Someone that wanted something out him, clearly... Kal didn't like this. Daesha was still trying to track him down. She was on the other end of his COM, able to hear all of what was going on Kal's end. Daesha hadn't exactly done a good job at backing Kal up in the first place, though.

"Daesha, I'll be in touch," Kal said before switching the COM off.

Red Birth --- ???


Malo took a breath before stepping into the room and into the comfortable, if a bit forced, cavalier attitude she'd developed over the years. Far better than a blast sheild in her experience.

"You're on my ship, though that's a bit general... if you want specifics I'll have to consult the navicomputer, but I'd say we're somewhere between where you almost died and where you'll be a lot safer."

She was tempted to say more, or ask, but she still didn't know much about this man, let alone his name. Asking questions to the wrong person could get her killed, or worse, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to know the answers yet. So, grabbing a canister from a shelf she opened the lid and passed it to him, "Water? Sorry it's not anything more exciting, but I can barely afford the basics somedays. " Which was more or less the truth. "You still look like hell, but how are you feeling?"

Anya traveled in pace with her Master, despite the growing tiredness sprawling throughout her body. Instead of letting this pain hurt her, however, she called upon it, turning it into fuel that continued her movement. Soon enough, any new aches that cropped up turned immediately to fuel that kept her pushing forwards. They emerged to a lake with a waterfall feeding into it and small streams that carried the water onwards. The place had a certain energy to it. Anya could immediately identify that this place was strong in the Force, specifically the light side of the Force. Oddly, Anya felt... out of place. Almost as if she didn't fully belong here. She drew in the environment for a little while longer before turning her attention to her Master. Out of the corner of her eye, at the top of the waterfall, she spotted a wolf that her Master seemed to eye with compassion. However, since she sensed no malicious intentions from the animal, she did not raise up in defense. Then he removed two items from his person that Anya immediately recognized as holocrons from her lessons. She cocked an eyebrow in interest as he began to speak. He mentioned that he would not be the only one to train her and that she'd be receiving training from the holocrons as well. Inwardly, she smirked. Then he asked her to remove any excess clothing. Without a second thought, she nodded and began to dress down. She removed her boots and let her feet rest on the cool ground.

She could feel the energy of the place even stronger the minute her feet touched the soil. A chill shot up her back and she fought, for a moment, to maintain control of her emotions. Quickly, she slipped out of her robes, and discarded her utility belt. In only her breeches and under tunic, she called out to her Master who, in politeness, had turned his back. "You didn't have to turn, Master. I'm not ashamed of anything." She watched as he activated the smaller of the holocrons and the projection of a small, long eared being appeared. Her Master introduced her to the Jedi Master's lesson contained inside and listened as he evaluated her. She felt a minute twitch rise to her eye at the Master's tone when he mentioned her pride. Jedi were supposed to contain something as such but Anya always thought of herself as different, as better, because of her Force potential. Anya listened to her Master as he spoke of more mediation and felt another twitch want to surface, but contained the urge. He moved over to the second holocron and waved his hand over it. The being to emerge from this one was a Togruta with a cold stare. When the projection's eyes focused on Anya, she set her jaw and stared back at her. When the projection called her a pathetic runt, Anya greatly resisted the urge to lash out, though a color rose to her face that indicated she was not too pleased. Her Master introduced this hologram as Ranna Tey. Anya nodded when the hologram would test her physically. Anya trained for just this reason. The pesky little hologram wanted to push her physically, Anya would be ready. The hologram addressed her directly and again belittled her. The last kid that had belittled Anya had gotten her fist down his throat. The hologram challenged her to run to the mountain rising in the distance behind them. She glanced at the mountain, longingly.

She expects me to run out to that mountain after the long walk drained my stamina, Anya thought to herself, exhaling slowly. I can do it, I have to, Anya thought as she brought herself under control. Looking up at the mountain again, Anya said, "Run to that mountain and back? That's all? No problem." She closed her eyes and drew in several deep breaths, calming her body and mind. Using the Force, she slowed her heart rate, so that should could maintain a constant rate while she began to run. Then, without warning, she took off running, cutting through the forest. Her feet barely touched the ground as she ran through the trees. Any p***k of her feet, or swipe from a tree branch added to her fuel. She converted the pain into raw energy. When she felt her energy began to falter, she recalled the memories of the hologram berating her, the anger she felt as the machine taunted her, and turned that into fuel. While she ran, her mind was focused primarily on maintaining her heart rate, using the Force to keep it under control. As she ran, she began to sweat, and again, she called on the Force, this time to keep her body cool. Breaking from the tree line, she reached the base of the mountain. Her body ached and it felt as if her muscles and lungs were on fire. She drew in a pained deep breath, the fires burning her lungs. Drawing in the pain, she reached the mountain base and backflipped, arching in the air. She landed facing the way she came and without waiting to catch her breath, took off again. Tearing into the forest once again, Anya blazed along the path she had created from her last trip. The aching throughout her body became her power as she pushed her body through agony. She could sense Master Ronyo's energy drawing closer, which was a great relief to her as her body felt like it would explode. She crashed through the treeline to their campsite, and without warning, using the Force to propel herself into a jump. She crashed into the water, feeling the coolness wash over her body. Knowing she was out of view, Anya hurled under the surface before swimming to the edge and emerged. She dragged herself weakly to her Master and bowed her head. "I... I have... completed... your task."

Anya immediately cocked her brow. "You want me to punch a tree?" She can't be serious, Anya thought to herself. However, the stern look and demeanor generated by this hologram showed that she was entirely serious. Anya rolled her eyes and moved, without further question over to the tree. No Force, huh? I can manage that, she thought to herself and reared back to punch the tree. The first time her fist struck the tree, tears sprang to her eyes, but she bit her cheek and continued. Using the pain to drive her determination, she continued to punch the tree, ignored the blood as it began to come from her hands. When she spotted her own blood on the tree, she gritted her teeth in anger and began to punch the tree harder.

Tython, Jedi Temple

Seron nearly arched an eyebrow. Master Joelk was... Well, a master. That title, alone, denoted or suggested that she was one of the best the Jedi had to offer. And she didn't even have her own quarters here? Seron only knew where the sleeping rooms were for the Jedi because he was required to.

"You've got the room with the big window..."

Seron had no idea how big the windows were in a Jedi's sleeping quarters. He wasn't even sure that they all had windows. Nonetheless, though, he walked three doors down and opened up a room on the right. Looking inside, he could see that it was empty, void of anything short of spartan furnishings. It wasn't much, and he didn't see any windows, but it was better than no quarters, for a Jedi. He was certain that the beds here had to be more comfortable than the bunk he slept in.

Point Nadir, Outside Zietta's Palace

Kal's whole body was sore. Was he just supposed to tell this stranger, constantly, that he was in pain? How much juice had that human hit him with? Kal couldn't decide whether the Force was with him, today, considering the fact that he was still alive, or if the Force was completely aligned against him for leaving him in a condition to suffer like this. This was the first time since his brief encounters with a Sith lord Sehjenkai, aboard the Corruo, nearly a decade ago, that Kal could remember being electrocuted by another Force-user.

"You're a funny con," Kal remarked, his last word coming out a groan as the stranger hauled him to his feet. "You think I'm just going to give up my ship to you, at your first sign of kindness? Right, the next thing I know, I'll be sitting in the same position you found me in, watching you fly away from an empty hangar."

By the Force, someone tried to electrocute Kal! There was non-Sith/Jedi Force-user that knew how to project lightning? Where did you learn that? Kal was so mad at himself that he could scream. And now he was dependent on the kindness of strangers, something he'd learned not to do years ago.