She Can't Do It

The moment she was free, Carla ran over to Mar and Serenity. Flapping her wings and squawking her displeasure to him, she spat acid upon objects nearby in anger. Being locked up was never a good thing to the chicken since her life had been lived mostly in a cage up until Ghost showed up.

With one last squawk, she trotted over to Serenity and begged with little flaps of her wings to be picked up.

Right as Carla did this, Ryze found them and blinked. "That's a lot of trouble to be going through for a chicken." He commented.

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Finding the opportunity, Jin'Lor kicked Ghost away just as she stabbed her pink lightsaber into his side. Grabbed the weapon, he ripped it out and let out ragged breathes. She had some dangerously close to hitting his spine.

Keran continued to study Jin'Lor. "I can feel the conflict within you... A... a presence..." Keran looked at Jin'Lor, staring into the man's eyes. "Why have you done all this Jin'Lor?"

Letting out a pained snort, the geneticist looked toward the fox of a Jedi. "Everyone makes mistakes in their life when raised by a monster..." He muttered, cutting off the lightsaber.

Ghost frowned after landing near her companions, glaring toward the man. "What should we do, Master Keran?" She inquired, still emotionally conflicted over this man she had once loved like a father. Tears were already threatening as she recalled the rare memories of his kindness to her. "I can't do it...I can't hurt him."

Thrass frowned and looked to them in confusion, not completely aware of what all has happened before they met him. "What are we doing here? Letting the fox talk to him?" He asked Mira calmly.