2.2 - Heyop

Heyop thought it was on the tip of his tongue but the more he thought about it the more it seemed to escape his recollection. With a sigh he looked around and thought of other options. He'd use his stronger skill set in the mean time and try to understand his surroundings. He hope the others were okay as well...

Heyop inspects the pillars for the writing and symbols to get some idea possibly of what's going on or what he needs to do.

Heyop finds himself lost in academic thought trying to piece together what this might be between not really being the best of students and the test of time wearing away at what he was looking at he's only able to pick up a few things. Moving around a corner has him drawing a blaster and pointing it towards a motionless body out of reflex. He exhales slowly putting way his weapon and inspects the body looking for identification cautiously. No soldier gets left behind makes him wonder if the phrase relays to Jedi and such... or was he down here alone?

"My apologies for this in advance. I know not your hardships in life and I will attempt to honor you in your death." Heyop states before he starts.

If he can't figure out who any of them are Heyop says a few words if he didn't know how to put the bodies to rest and press on.

He'd wonder what they were waiting for or if they were guarding something. Thinking things through didn't seem to be his strong suit. Hindsight though...

"Sorry you guys died. Well got to run this is creepy..."

Moving through the area Heyop is faced with a decision, he'll inspect the arches of the door carefully since he knows any indicators or markings are already quite faded due to the test of time. He'll also smell the air from the various openings if he finds anything out of place he'll take it into account.

After some time Heyop sighed, this was getting him nowhere, he didn't have the knowledge or insight to make an educated guess and he had no idea what had happened to the rest of the party, where they in a similar 'trail' could they be facing their weak areas as well? Pulling out a die he squatted and dropped it to the ground.

"Well if this works out well I'll have to tell Dagger I stole his shtick." Heyop mutters to himself standing and going to the...

Center

Heyop stood and started down the tunnel prepping for the worse but hoping for the best.

"For the rest of the group. You seen anyone?" Heyop states following on guard. Dagger had a tendency to poke trouble when it was comfortably sleeping.

Heyop's Truncheon is in his dominant hand as he rushes forward mid stride (Quick Draw Talent) before he barks out orders and demands, "Dagger roll away now! Buddy stand down or I will sit you down." Heyop states if there is an indication of violent act towards Dagger Heyop will blur into motion to attempt to disarm the possible attacker before things escalate more. Quick Strike Talent if it looks like it won't end peacefully.

Heyop spelt several long moments poised to attack but in a stalemate of sorts. Would the stranger prioritize himself and give Dagger time to escape or would he outright kill him to see if Heyop would hesitate. If he had time he could have simply switched his blaster to stun and just got Dagger to through off the stranger. As time slowly dwindled by Heyop asked the odd question, "So what did he do to get under your skin? He can be a handful but he's for the most part a 'good' person." Heyop stated trying to push out his emotions hoping the stranger would relax or hesitate giving him time to get the weapon away from his friend's neck. If it was a lightsaber it would complicate things a bit he figured.

Heyop stares down Bud before he talks looking at the blade on him "I try not to attack someone blindly until I know the full situation. Did he bump into you and try and take something off you and you noticed? Sometimes he's a little shady but you're right he is my friend and I'm not afraid to sit you down and give you some time to think. So get your damn foot on his chest since you're giving him an opportunity to pull out his knife and stab you in the leg since he's a little shady." Heyop stated pointing with his head towards his friend. If the distraction works since Dagger wasn't immediately in danger anymore or he goes into an explanation of what happened that still seems threatening Heyop will take the opportunity to crack Bud's knuckles with his weapon, hard to hold a light saber with a busted hand....

"Dagger doesn't have to be powerful in the Force... he got a man to jump off a bridge knocking himself out just fine the old fashioned way, by being Dagger. I mean if I knew I'd heard wind of some Dark Jedi that tried to kill someone weak in the Force and didn't realize he might be subjected to prison rules I'd be scare and try and keep a boot on him too since he's dangerous and unpredictable. His death might be a blessing to you since you underestimate him. I really don't get this whole Dark side Light side thing though. Doesn't make you stronger or weaker... just makes you different." Heyop commented candidly seeing things aren't going as he'd hoped.

"Well I guess if I thought you were superior and I was sensible or at least fearful I'd request to apprentice under you or something, not really sure how that works, there would be a few years of hazing and psychological scarring I guess if what I've heard is true and you might show me something and train me, or keep me around as a running joke, or kill me on a whim whenever... Yeah... This stick is is looking pretty good don't you think? I mean with the stick I know my odds a little better, and if my friend there is unarmed and defenseless why do you have your guard up? You didn't search him for hidden weapons and you're nervous aren't you? It's okay man we all make mistakes right? I guess I could give you my stick here if you get your boot off my friend and let him go if you really want to just talk I don't mind being obliged to listen... Deal?" Heyyop admits wiggling the truncheon in his grip.

He might be ask good as he says but he can't split his vision, Dagger should have time to at least get away. And he can probably tell there's no way I'm going to just surrender outright without a deal or a negotiation... Guess he's stuck looking to see if I do something irrational and stupid... Man I wish Dagger would do something stupid that would be a good distraction... Guess it's my turn now though.

Heyop aims for the hilt and hand of Bud trying to rely on the faith in his speed and muscle memory for a rapid cadence to through off the man's pass.

"Dagger run now! Get to the others"

"Hhhhhhhng" Heyop grunts trying to beat out Bud with speed.

Heyop looks around putting away his weapon... well that made sense. Dagger just sitting there isn't very Dagger like. Heyop tries to figure if he's back where he was before.he went down the center path, if it looks the same he'll scratch an X in the right path and head down the path.

Heyop blinks in the half second he breaths in he wonders if this is real or not? Is this like the Wolves? Exhaling he judges the distance trying to figure out how quickly he can get there. His hand moves to his holster. Did he plan on saving his friends everytime he thought they were in trouble regardless of if it was real or not? No one else was around so he was that guy. Besides... what would happen the time he thought it wasn't real and something happened?

Heyop weighs the options in his head and they don't look good whatever way he thinks of taking this scenario. Exhaling he preps for the shot, as soon as hopefully tags his target he'll bark out for Urik to roll to him if he wants to live and starts the mad sprint towards Cap.

Heyop moves towards the area in a sprint pulling rope from his bag looping it off on anything he could find before tying himself off before getting ready to climb over the side.

"I'll embrace my rage and chew his ass off once I find him alive..." Heyop mutters to himself.

You can't die on me yet kid... Heyop thinks to himself

Heyop stumbles backwards looking at Urik... No not Urik. Like Dagger it looked like his friend but definitely wasn't acting like it.

Heyop searches his pack for a stimpak, "There's worse ways to go... I should have been dead a few times over already. At least it's quiet here and no animals will be dragging my corpse around for food or fun." Heyop admits eyeing Urik2 "So you're probably not Urik, he's be more moody and angry about well... everything I figure." trying to choke down the fear in his voice wondering what he would have told the others if Urik had actually died. "So do I need to use this on you or not... are you actually even hurt? Actually who the hell are you really?"

Heyop sighs rubbing his temple with his free hand before stowing his rope. Once everything in his kit is stowed he looks around for a rock to sit on and meditate on that.

"Too bad the real Urik isn't that Sagely..." Heyop jokes to himself.

The cave falls silent soon besides the sound of Heyop's breathing which slows over time as he calms and centers himself. Reaching out with the force and his latent ability to project emotions he pushes out the turmoil of mixed emotions he's been through since they touched down on planet. Snippets of scents, sights, and sounds filtered into emotions flood out searching out the others. Feelings of worry when they were split, fearful each time he saw one of them in danger in his own trails, anger that they tested him by hurting his friends and calling them week, saddened by the thought he couldn't always protect everyone or help them. This emotion leaves a pit in his stomach remembering the battered Urik half dead staring back at him with eyes that had seen many deaths like his not the eyes of a young man full of confusion and hate trying to find himself and his identity.

He inhaled deeply before he pushed through all these things and the emotions and let them settle and accept it not deny them. They were apart of him and he accepted it. He pushed out finally a feeling of warmth... Faith... Hope... Faith in everyone's abilities, Dagger's uncanny luck and recklessness, Csillag's voice of reason and caution at times, Kaveri's hunter instinct and bloodlust, Urik's passion and his rage. They weren't a cohesive military unit, they weren't the Jedi the Holocrons at the Temple were use to. They were just people living their life and trying to do good a little at the time. They might stumble but they rarely lost their way. Heyop had forgotten that once they had split up. They weren't just hear to find crystals they were here for something more. What it was and the full impact it would have he wasn't sure. He had faith and knew they would accomplish what they needed to all the small things and worries wouldn't be ignores but they should fixate on them.

Heyop opened his eyes slowly and stood shouldering his pack. Recharged spiritual he didn't have any delusions things would be any easier but there were things they had to do, things he had to do.

"Time to get to work..." Heyop stated aloud to the group unseen and to himself in a way as he looked for a new path to forge forward towards the goal and the others.

Heyop looked around the area, it was different than the rest. Looking to Cap he shrugged his arms going behind his neck as he stretched, "Well we've tried that already twice and it didn't go so well, it's kind of my knee jerk reaction though so I guess now will be a chance to try something different." Heyop commented rubbing his chin with the palm of his hand. He realized he needed to shave.

"So I've been looking around and immediately see someone in danger and I go to defend them. And I fail to save them. You constantly stated them to be weak and in truth I've probably been thinking the same for some time, that's why I rush to 'save them'. But in truth do they really need saving from you? By me? If they were really helpless wouldn't I be finding them stuck trying to stick their hand in a crevice or on the ground in a heap from tripping over their own feet and such? Are you really just trying to get me to start looking at the big picture maybe? What's really going on instead of falling into a normal routine of being a soldier where I look for enemies to kill and objectives to be taken, disabled, or destroyed? My friends aren't me and I'm not them but I guess in the end I think they'll be alright... Now I think I should probably try and look at the big picture now and figure out what's really going on here." Heyop theorized before hooking the glowrod to his padded vest and putting both his hands out empty with his palms out.

"And you seem to be just as surly as my old drill sergeant to be honest." Heyop counters.

Wait... is he staring at me without blinking? Is he smirking? Heyop thought to himself.

"Uh so you don't really like to do small talk and I don't reall do a good job of it. I don't think I'm suppose to resort to violence... so you uh... Want to make a deal?" Heyop finally stammers after a long awkward silence with a shrug and attempts to smile.

"In that case let the lady up and on her way. She has better things to do than deal with you." Heyop states, "We all die eventually Inquisitor. I wonder though do you fear it?"

"I got to be honest with you, I figured you were like me in a way; a soldier... maybe high ranking though but from what you say I got to admit though you sound like more the worst and incompetent officer I've know. You find and recruit or kill Force users? How does that work? What's the requirement? Natural talent? Self taught and mildly competent." Heyop stated in disgust.

"Those you don't think know enough latently you what? Kill? And your Master he just tortures them or trains them depending on his mood? How is that any good? What happens when he finds someone more adept than you? Are you out? Killed? Is he waiting for you to try and challenge him? Your organization and structure at least to me makes no sense... There's no Rank and File really and morale is solely based on the whims of what seems to be a mad man or a spoiled child! You two aren't recruiting for the 'Dark Side' you're committing genocide to me it looks. It doesn't look like you're trying to win really with this strategy against the Light side since it hurts you just as much as makes you feel superior. Is your only option to now figure out how to train and grow potential that isn't easily seen or available for what you want but to just kill if it's not easy? Is that what you're promoting winning and gathering forces if it's easy? That's poor leadership and speaks to mental issues to me. Do you even really think you two can win in a battle with this ideology? What's the point? After killing off Force users foolishly and blindly eventually there won't be any more, not for you to battle or deal with I mean existing period that includes you. I've seen a lot of death and hold in a lot of hurt and emotions, I take the good with the bad. I don't use it to lash out and throw a tantrum most of the time and make myself feel superior by spreading pain and suffering to others. So if you're real I got to say we probably won't be friends but I can't totally hate you. I don't know what happened to you in your life or what your Master did for you to turn out with way or if it's just you but you need help but I do feel sorry for you, you might be chosen by your Master but in a way I don't think he's training you really because you don't seem to be living up to probably your potential or thinking for yourself. You probably don't hear this a lot but... Inquisitor... you need help." Heyop stated chasticing the man a look of pity and disappointment on his face as he grew silent.

"You can state my friends are weak, hell to be honest I feel weak at times too. You may not admit it but you probably feel the same as well at times. Doesn't mean others are stronger at the time... just different. That doesn't mean I'm going to sit by and watch people do the wrong thing for what they think is the right reason. So if you're going to strike down anyone who stands up because they don't agree with you and you're too foolish to open your eyes to what you're doing well.... My name is Heyop I'm right here, reminding you to wake up. You can strike me down but there's always going to be somebody to stand up and remind you. Right now, right here, it just happens I'm the guy doing it." he states staring down the man throwing his hands out and away to the sides looking to see what the man would do.

"Well now that Csillag is safe I don't think I'll be doing that or trying to comply with you." Heyop states watching her go, unsure if it's real. "The power the Force is a tool, it matters how you use it in the end, if you think the code hinders I guess you forget it tempers as well. You make it sound like the Dark Side is easier but that doesn't always mean it's better or right. Considering your Master might just up and kill you next week doesn't speak volumes of Job Security to me either. And yeah sometimes you should probably look before you leap and think about things, unless the Dark Side is a bit delusional... or mostly based of teenage angst. Actually that explains a bit about Malefax... You are implying the fact you have values too though. So besides making yourself look good and kicking the legs out from under others and possibly being mentally dysfunctional... what can you and your Master really teach me, how to be a better person? Well probably not, how to use the Force when you feel like it? How to toot my own horn about what I do and how I'm great? I never really saw the point to that last one though. I do think in a different life I could very well have ended up like you if I felt I was weaker and took shortcuts to get around things... granted you could have been like me also though if you just knuckled up and bore the brunt of your burdens in life but since you claim to be 'far superior in the force' I guess you'd probably state you'd be better at being good too though. You don't really want to talk but we've been talking a lot it seems and you run away every time I attack you so what are we going to do? Agree to disagree and go our separate ways? We're going to just butt heads it seems either physically or verbally over ideology and stalemate. So what do you want to do besides request me to submit which you probably figured out I'm not doing since I don't see the point and you refusing my request for you to change which you aren't doing it I guess since it's not easy." Heyop asked with a shrug.

Heyop shrugs, "Well I guess it's been an okay run then. Grunts gotta die sometime."

The sound of a wrapper opening can be heard as Heyop pulls out a less that tasty slightly gritty food bar from his bag. Mentally he reminds himself it's fuel not food as he chokes down the possibly sand and stone based food stick.

"Uh... Hey quick question... are the others okay? Also I kind of learned something but stating what I think I learned will likely not make you less stressed about me." Heyop offers up looking expectantly at the three.

Heyop listens and oddly feels like he's before an appraisal board back in the military finding himself locking up into a position 'at ease'.

"I've lived most of my adult life as a Grunt, and I still unfortunately think that way most of the time. I've learned from these past few months... I'm kind of an idiot when it comes to the Force. It's complicated to feel when it's not just based on Faith and what you can normally touch and study. That being said I guess I can understand what you're saying... except for the whole 'bond', which is probably bad considering that's the whole point of this place. Do you mean you want someone to stay here with you or a link to other people. I think I can make sacrifices for others but the best outcomes don't always happen I can state from experience but I'm kind of worried about the others. So how about this if they're going to fail and die could you just uh.. just fail them? I'll take their place for the rest. Also my apologies for asking but are you people ghosts?" he states.

Hethan Romund. Would she be considered his Master? She couldn't actually 'see or feel' the force. Considering the example given he'd done the opposite to save her.

"Hostage situations are always a gamble." Heyop states, "In the first situation I moved to buy Dagger time, as well as in the second scenario with Urik. I don't know much of lightsabers but does diving on a weapon really slow down the user much to then kill the hostage like picking up food with a fork? The odd thing about these tests was the hostages not trying to break free and flee when there's an opportunity. I know each of these people and for better or worse they value their life. Was I suppose to dive at their attacker and take the hit? Given the clue to not take a violent path I tried to talk things out... that just stalemated and to be honest I've spent the last several years mostly just talking to myself or animals so I don't think I'm the best at it." he explains running a hand through his hear shaking his head.

"I don't see the point to sacrifice myself or getting myself killed if there's no benefits to me, or peace of mind the others are safe. Unfortunately it sounds more like you would have preferred me to attempt the idea of self sacrifice first without weighing if it would do any good or if it was the best option." he shakes his head trying to figure out what they're really trying to tell him.

"Misguided altruism is just as dangerous as delusional righteousness the latter being what the 'Inquisitor' spoke of." he adds.

Heyop was confused but at least glad they weren't ghosts.

"Yeah his whole ideology made me wonder if he was more shell shocked than I use to be." Heyop admits as they give him sagely advice. He blinks with the questioning of his lack of self sacrifice, "You guys... sorry and ladies... didn't actually want me to get myself killed and/or tortured after my friend was free of danger did you? That's sounds more like just giving up. Yeah doing something in the heat of the moment is kind of my knee jerk reaction, thinking too much usually isn't my strong suit."

Heyop scratches his head for a bit.

"Yeah I guess I don't understand. After my friend was free and running away getting captured and killed I don't see who that benefited... Well maybe the inquisitor. Did he have a quota of people he needed to bring in? Or was I suppose to be more reckless about my personal safety to save my friends each time... Is...uh... is that the bond?" Heyop states seemingly more confused as he talked.

"Hmm I kind of know but I guess I kind of don't. I kind of just rushed off from my job when Romund, my mentor... well she's not really a Jedi and she can't use the force... my friend was in trouble. Turned out the guy who kidnapped her was a Dark Jedi I think, he wasn't very nice. Anyway we defeated him, err me and the others here and saved our teacher... friend. Meet a Holocron, I thought he was a Ghost, that's why I asked you guys, helped him along with the others rebuild the temple, find another of the Holocrons he knew of one the planet. Came here looking for crystals, the second Holocron seemed at odds we weren't really even Padawans since we really didn't have formal training... also surprised we didn't know a lot about crystals or lightsabers. In any event I kind if figured Jedi are the people that try and do good things, I thought I could do that but it sounds like from what you're telling me maybe I don't have what it takes. Sometimes you're not facing something with a blade or blaster, sometimes you're the barrier. Regardless of if I pass this test I should probably still try and do some good though I figure. That kind of ask your question or not really? I guess I'm kind of wondering that myself a little."

"Help people and learn things I guess if you want the short answer."

"Hmm I guess like with Romund, helping people that were kidnapped or helping people that people like Malefax wanted to kill. Sometimes help animals that are in a rough way and being tortured... That sort of thing."

Heyop nods thinking as she explains things. The change of scenery and sounds of nature put his mind at ease. As he works almost automatically he still wonders what has happened to the others.

I'm kind of surprised she didn't smack me in the back of the head... Heyop mused to himself.