𝘚𝘈𝘓𝘜𝘛𝘌→𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩

planet ordi.

        TRYING TO GET SOME sleep before landing on Ordi was a lost cause. Alora Nero found herself sitting in the cockpit with Tech and Hunter; only to get away from Crosshair and Wrecker's constant bickering. Wrecker found absolutely anything to annoy Crosshair with, and used it continuously to his advantage.
Somehow master Obrinth was able to fall asleep towards the back of the ship hours ago. However, Alora was not as lucky. She was wide awake, bored, and lost in her scrambled thoughts. The nerves in the back of her mind, and pit of her stomach, prevented her from getting any rest whatsoever. That's normally how it went for the young knight.
Beside of her, sat another, rather pale and skinny, clone. His name was Echo. He was very quiet, and didn't have much to say to her..or to anyone, really. Alora sensed a great bit of unease in him..possible despair. She looked thoughtfully over at Tech, who seemed to be trying to take a little rest as the ship was in hyperspace. The highly intelligent clone leaned back, his eyes glued to the large window in front of him. She noticed that little red dot blinking again, and decided to break the silence that was amongst them all,
"Are you recording?"

It took Tech a second to even realize the girl was speaking to him. He looked over quickly, his eyebrows raised. "I'm sorry?"

"Are you recording?" She repeated, pointing to the side of his glasses. "I've been wondering what that flashing light is."

Before Tech could even answer, Hunter sighed out: "He records everything, commander. It's a hobby of his."

Tech simply smiled, nodding his head. However, he reached up to the side of his face to shut it off. "I've been meaning to turn that off..Not much excitement going on at the moment."

Alora Nero was intrigued. She smiled, "So, you like all things technology I presume? That's why they call you Tech?"

"Precisely." Tech hummed, leaning back in his seat once again. She could tell he was tired, and judging by his expression, not up for conversation at the moment.

"I could pilot for a while if you'd like?" Alora whispered.

Tech looked at her again. His expression, which was blank, turned slightly concerned. "Are you capable?" He said abruptly.

Alora blinked. "I've been flying starships since I was very young. I think I'm capable."

Hunter chuckled next to Tech, who seemed amused. "Let her.." His eyes shifted over to the girl, and he gave her an approving nod. A lot better than how he had looked at her before..

Tech looked between the two, even giving Echo a quick glance, who only shrugged. "Well.. Only for a little while. I am a bit tired."

Alora and Tech swiftly moved places, Tech mumbling to her about certain controls and simple rules about flying. He couldn't help himself.; "Don't forget to-"

"I know." Alora's eyes narrowed at him. "Get some rest." She said. She wasn't annoyed at him, but thought that, maybe if he thought she was, he'd let her be..

PLANET ORDI WAS mostly made up of massive amounts of forestry. Alora Nero thought that it was a breathtakingly beautiful planet. Upon arriving, however, she could sense the terrible distress that has been engulfed over the population. Alora couldn't help but feel sorry for them. They did not ask for this war, yet it found them somehow. Sometimes, it seems as if that is what happened to the entire galaxy...

The woodland scenery acted as a wonderful disguise for the Havoc Maurader, as our Jedi and clones figured out just exactly what their  plan was. Lo'ree Obrinth was sitting in the front of the cockpit, deep in meditation. Alora had to warn Wrecker multiple times not to disturb her master. He was beginning to get very antsy;

"I don't see why we can't just storm in there, and blast all those droids!" Wrecker complained, his eyes filling with delight at the thought of reeking havoc onto the separatist army.

"It is not that simple." Alora looked up at the brute, her eyes narrowing. She was confused as to how he thought that could possibly be a good idea. She looked past him at Tech, who was deep in thought. He was typing away at his data pad. Alora had noticed, in her short time of knowing him, he was constantly at that thing.

"This planet's population is large. But, no warriors. Peaceful." Tech's voice pierced through the sudden silence. "Us just going in and opening fire would surely cause mass panic!"

"That's why we are not doing that." Alora said, her gaze now going back to Wrecker, who sighed in disappointment. She turned her body to face the window, through the trees she could faintly see the outline of the queen's castle. "I do not understand why the separatists are targeting this place."

"Hm.. I do." Tech whispered, his eyes never leaving his data pad. The group turned their attention to him, watching him intently, waiting for him to continue. He paid no mind. Tech had no intention of telling the group his knowledge, had it not been for Wrecker slapping him on the back. He hesitantly smiled, before eventually revealing.

"I can only imagine it is because this planet's population, for the most part, is highly intelligent. They are builders, throughout the ages, they are quite known for it." He paused for a moment, before continuing. "Perhaps the separatists want to take advantage of these people and their materials."

Alora's mind was swarming with questions. However, all she could muster, was simply; "But, for what?"

"Droids. They want to make more, but, new ones." He said, his eyes now narrowed.

Hunter, who had been sitting down and just observing, finally spoke up. "We've heard the rumors. Since the war is closing in, they're panicking, they want better droids than the bucket heads they've already got." He simply rolled his eyes, seemingly unfazed by the information.

"The B1 series droid." Tech corrected him, pointing a finger. "The Geonosians built them. They are quite flimsy." He said, followed by a small chuckle. "Maybe they believe the people here could do better."

"Yeah!" Wrecker exclaimed. "They're easy to take out! I could use a good challenge!" Even though Alora was extremely overwhelmed after learning exactly why the separatists were here in the first place, she couldn't help but smile at Wrecker and his hearty laugh.