[ti]Private[/ti]An outsider in Dathomir?

Sied's eyes opened as she stared down the barrel. She let go of the ship with her left hand shoving it off to try and duck to the side, though the Touch of the Kiin Dray was still going for his leg with her right hand. She barely moved her head in time, the blaster bolt tearing through the side of her neck and another crossing her head, she let out a shout of pain as it happened shutting her eyes momentarily from it. If her grip was right, she'd have grabbed onto his leg by now and possibly the pull would bring them both down. If it didn't reach the leg it might grip onto the ship. Either way there was no way she was going to let go now, not from this height, she really couldn't risk that.

If she failed to grab his leg, she'd try and pull on him with the force, "If I go down, you're coming with me! Your ship too if I have to! I've done heavier" She declared sternly, still visibly wincing from the pain, avoiding swallowing from the hole in the side of her neck which had clearly made it's way through the muscle.

Ra'hal Lexor,

She ducked her head to the side, another cut from the blade as it flew by, however this time she was more prepared for the blaster fire, creating a small shield over her arm she actively enchanted to protect from attacks, holding it up to stop the attacks and yanking to pull herself further in. The spinning of the ship wouldn't break the grip, the touch of the Kiin Dray was simply too strong. She felt the air becoming thinner and thinner, and tried to hold her breath. She needed to get inside quick, sooner or later they were gonna get into space and that was not the best position to be in like this. In a moment of quick decisiveness she released her hold with one more quick pull and push of the force, launching herself inside the ship using the touch to quickly try and get her deeper in where the spinning wouldn't matter, and trying to find any button or lever that would shut the ramp wherever the Mandalorian was.

What they both might began to feel was a presence, one Sied recognized, her father. They wouldn't necessarily know it yet. But close outside of Dathomir was the Mother Silence , a unique 10,000 meter long star destroyer created by the Venas Mor as the invisible flagship of Dathomir, that would become visible momentarily, carrying on it numerous star fighters. And on board the Collective's Overlord, Zenon.

Ra'hal Lexor,

Sied was breathing somewhat heavily and leaning against the wall now that there was actually air again, staring at the rifle, her arm still with the shield but not raised. She let herself smile just a bit as he mentioned the looming presence before them. The Tractor Beam Emitters reaching out to bring the ship in as they attempted to contact it with a message of warning to not resist. Sied let out a chuckle,
"That'd be the Overlord. Avatar of Fire. And leader of clan Reborn Night." she patted her chest coughing and gripping her throat grimacing, "My clan." she added.

If the ship was pulled in, he would see the immense docks filled with fighters and ships, operated by an amount of droids most would find unusual for a planet known for its lower level of technology. With Nightsisters and Zabraks still mostly leading things. And followed by four Infused Zabraks, tall, muscular, and armored beings, was Zenon. The Domindori Warlock Overlord of Dathomir, like Sied, he had much darker skin then the Dathomirians, and was clearly not a zabrak. He would stand waiting for the ship, an unpleasant look on his face.

Ra'hal Lexor,

She let the smile fade, as she heard the beep. They had droids that used those, she knew what it could do. She looked at him in thought. Phase. was her only escape strategy here. She had an uncommon technique that let her drift through material objects, with some difficulty. The problem was, she wasn't sure she could do it before he released that button. So she waited, and as she did she started healing her neck first. The most painful and dangerous of the wounds. 

Zenon stepped forwards, looking at the ship, "Intruder! Open the ramp, or I shall open your ship." He ordered, he could feel his daughters fear, and he was in no way going to be gentle with his words, "Harm her, and I shall make you regret it for an eternity." he called out, his voice booming towards the ship.

Ra'hal Lexor,

Zenon felt the detonator being thrown, but he couldn't send it back into the ship his daughter was in there. He clenched his fist raising it and sending the grenade high into the air, before opening his hand in order to use the force to protect himself from the blast. He still felt the burn somewhat, the heat was most unpleasant for him, Domindori were naturally susceptible to heat. And yet, fire was his choice of weapon.

Sied glared at Kaedus, before grinning again, "You really think that'd work on him?" she asked. He was in a bad position and she knew it now, even if her injuries were still causing quiet a bit of pain. She realized that fight really had not gone in her favor, and if things had been just a little bit different, she actually could have died then. She didn't move still, just in case there was some other trick up his sleeve.

"BOY!" the sound of Zenon's voice rattled through the air as he went to enter the ship, this time much more conscious of attacks so he didn't make the mistake of letting one of those get anywhere near him, he reached out with the force attempting to grab the Mandalorian with telekinesis and drag him out into the open air, he had heard how he had already hurt a night sister on Dathomir after his actions, and he could feel the fear his daughter had felt. Unacceptable.

Ra'hal Lexor ,

Zenon stared at the mandalorian angrily, he considered incinerating him right here and now, cooking him alive in that armor. His eye twitched as he saw his daughter exit the ship still holding the side of her throat with the blaster burn on the side of her face and cut on another. "Hi father. Kind of screwed up didn't I." she said frowning and walking to stand next to him, but instead just sitting down on the ground. Zenon looked back at Kaedus, for a moment he prepared to crush his hand, then just released the force hold on him, the Infused stepped forwards to remove the helmet and check for any additional weaponry,

"Give me a good reason not to make you a slave for the rest of your life." He said looking at the boy and gritting his teeth. Sied looked up at the Mandalorian, she still was feeling a lot of anger about things. But now that everything had calmed down a bit she had a little more empathy for him. Of course, she still saw him as in the wrong and would really have nothing wrong with enslaving him. But at the very least she was a little less determined to kill him.

Ra'hal Lexor,

Sied's mouth opened slightly as she saw just how young the boy was. It was one thing for a night sister to go into combat straight ahead, or a zabrak. But this was a human. Sied stood up and leaned against Zenon, "He's..." Zenon breathed in leaning back his head in thought. His expression hadn't quite changed, but he was definitely considering things now. He could respect the refusal, though it wouldn't have stopped him normally. Thoughts roamed through his head as he stared at the kid.

The Witch stepped forwards to stand closer to the Mandalorian now that there was little threat of death, he was taller then her by a good few inches. Same height as her father. But he was so young and had clearly show considerably skill already, it would feel almost wrong to stop that growth, she turned and spoke to her father mentally, about another possibility. Rather than wasting his efforts on a field or labor. Then eventually turned back as Zenon nodded, and put his hands together on his staff watching to see the reaction.

"What if we gave you, another option." she said furrowing her brow, "To let you go, but that, if called upon, you must answer, and follow. As if under a sort of...permanent contract. Rather then kill you or force you to obey, like was done with them" she nodded her head to the Infused, whose minds were totally overridden by Zenon. That didn't necessarily mean they could do the same to Kaedus, but it was a point she meant to make, "You'd be free to make your own decisions for the most part outside of when needed." she offered.

She already had the possibility of what they needed in mind. Blood trail, to find him wherever he went, make sure he wouldn't forget. And get just a piece of him, a piece of hair would do. Just in case they needed to preform a bit of voodoo, to ensure he didn't betray them.

Ra'hal Lexor,