Yep! Make sure you explain to them that the missing scene two is the Mando'a lesson one--versus the shooting scene which we all are getting now--instead of the right one. I think I'll revamp my bug report too! It's been a while! <3 Thanks everyone!

So disappointed. :sigh:

Thank you, thank you, thank you americanaussie!!!!! <3 <3 <3 I'm so thankful you are running through it and reporting your scenes to us! (again! THANK YOU!) Same. The Tiingilar conversation was the last one that went the way a flagged Mandalorian should go! Fingers crossed.

I did resubmit the ticket--haven't heard anything yet, but will update when/if I do...I'm not holding my breath. I feel like this is far more complicated than it should be. A bit of coding to put a note on non-collectible pieces seems like a no-brainer to me.

Someone sent me a message privately and told me it was okay to put links here =o) So--here's the links to my stories on other platforms (though I will continue to post appropriate chapters here too!) AO2 FF.net I also put additional information on my Tumblr THANKS for reading! <3 <3 <3 I love everyone in this community!

I am anxiously awaiting your responses!!!! EEP! If it is fixed I will be making a new BH immediately just to get my missing conversations recorded! haha I do agree, it's got to be some kind of trigger related to the Mandalorian side of things, but everything else, including NPC's and such ALL referred to me as "Mandalorian" in conversations and things, but I still didn't get the right fade to black scene.

So having read this thread and multiple others it seemed to me as if the items were meant to unlock. Figured after an hour of research I'd make the purchase and if it didn't work then I would be able to write CS and get some help. I know....naive right? This is the response to my ticket about the Amended Mystic Armor that did not unlock in Collections: WHY is this information not CLEARLY put SOMEWHERE, ANYWHERE so that people will know? I have this beautiful armor that was for my inquisitor sitting on my Sith Warrior now and will NEVER be used. I am feeling especially raw since I spent a ton of money yesterday getting the Stronghold packs to GET the rep to get the certs to get this stupid armor, and if I had known it was only going to unlock on ONE character, I obviously would have purchased it on THAT character. Hindsight. 20/20. GRRRRR.

Yep! Rewarding long term subbers is a TOTAL WIN to me--anything that a company can do with a little bit of coding that gets people excited about logging on and playing is gold to me! Content should not be a reward, it's different--it's not a THING, and object, it's an EXPERIENCE...and anyone who pays to play games like this does it for the thing they will carry with them long after the lights go out--the memories, the experience. I concur that they need to stand by their plans for this--but I also think it is something they could consider later--it happens, people paying for things one way or another and then them ending up being free...thinking there was actually some content on here that I read about like that actually. I would be paranoid as all get out about that too! Especially about wasting gifts on them if there's a chance you'll lose them later!! BLIZZ is the BEST!!!! Thanks for the talk! I think we went full circle and agree on a lot more than we disagree on so I consider it a total success! haha!

I couldn't agree more that they need to fulfill their commitment to the people who were subbed and roll the chapter out as promised. I was always thinking along something they could potentially do 6 months or a year from now--a little nibble for someone like me who wouldn't mind waiting that long for something, but would be so happy to know there was a chance I might eventually be able to earn it one way or another =o) So no, I don't think they should change ANYTHING about how they handle this short term--but long term, maybe? And I can tell that several people who wrote on this thread are bringing in some bad feelings from other issues with the game or BW. I completely respect that. I miss a lot of those things because I don't get too into the "politics" of the games I guess. Still, I respect the fact there's some history here for you and others who have been playing for a while that I am not privy to--and while I have played other games and dealt with the choices their devs and teams have made, I really haven't been one to quit--more like dig my feet in so I could support them through what often felt like "growing pains" to me. I can't possibly know if that's the case here or not but it is my hope that they'll get their stuff sorted out and make their long term players happy one way or another--and if the choice were between me getting that chapter or 100 subbers quitting--well, I'd forfeit the chapter to benefit the game. The whole HK-55 not being in your normal companion slot IS odd. Have they offered any explanation for that? I'd be paranoid too given his storyline at the start!

I feel you completely--I knew I would not be able to do it either, so I set my goal rather low. I hope I haven't come off as a spoiled brat here--because I didn't start this thread as a demand...it was a suggestion and I honestly had NO idea it would turn into such a debate. I had written to the CS ingame and asked if they would be releasing the content a different way later, and the rep basically said that was above their paygrade and told me to write it as a suggestion here...so I did. For sure never meant to imply that I was going to do anything other than accept that I mostly likely will never play this content--because honestly, if I want to play the game I will accept it and move on. I only offered my comments and thoughts and ideas about it because it was what the CS rep recommended I do. I wouldn't be able to know if I didn't try...so on that note, I'm not sorry I wrote it, but I am sorry that it turned into such a strange thread of debate because it makes me super sad.

I do get what you are saying, but I am not talking about subscriber rewards here, I am talking about content. Can we at least agree on the fact that it was a horrible concept for them to gate content behind a DATED gate versus a CONSECUTIVE month gate? Get my meaning? I have no issue with rewards or anything else that is in the game like that--and I think I was pretty up front about the fact that sure, there are lots of things I would love to have that I never will have because I didn't start playing til February...but I will stand by the fact that content is different than items, whether companions, mounts, armor, etc. If we can't see eye to eye on that then there's no point because we will continue to disagree. Not being stubborn, just factual--if you can't see that there is a difference in it then nothing I say will help you better understand where I am coming from. Content being withheld does seem elitist. Not that you or anyone else might think it is, but if I am saying I will do whatever, pay, wait, work for it, and the response from you is "if they do I will quit" then how is that NOT elitist? Elitist on my side of the line would be me stomping my foot saying I want it because I am a subscriber. I'm not saying that at all. I am saying that I will do whatever BW deems acceptable. Wait for a year through a 12 month consecutive subscriber plan, pay for it like an expansion via through real money or CC, etc. all along you and those like you getting it for free as per your subscriber's rewards. I mean they can be creative if they want to, and maybe I'd be the only one who would make sure to do it, but it does matter to ME to play the content, and I just don't think I can come to an understanding of why YOU would care if I got the content eventually through different means than you did (not it being handed to me the same day you get it)--because what does that even mean that you care enough about my gameplay to quit the game? AGAIN--NOT being confrontational. I am NOT angry with you, this is just a conversation ha

I am sincerely sorry if my tone was one that made you feel like I was angry at you, Keraejis. I always hate writing on forums because of the very real possibility you are going to be misunderstood pretty much all the time lol Especially when it comes to things that effect people's money, because clearly, no one wants to waste theirs. I do understand what you are saying, and again, sorry if it seemed as if I didn't. I've been a gamer since Atari. lol Whew...dating myself here haha and I've played MMO's since Everquest. I am weird, and I know I am--so when people mention things like this: It's like you are speaking a foreign language to me--not because I am thick, or can't understand plain english, but because I don't see games that way. If I try a game, I am loyal to a fault to it--LOTRO has been one of my all time favorite MMO's and I was a founder there--well, so I end up getting accounts for my hubby and son--because families that game together rock my world haha That said, when they drifted away from the game, I kept their accounts and subscriptions--because I want to support it, support the development, so despite those accounts not having been logged into in AGES, they've received our monthly payments every month to keep the game going. So obviously, I think I probably could be the ONLY person who is completely heartbroken over there being content I won't get to experience first hand--because honestly, watching youtube isn't the same. I realize it's not normal, and I wish I could apologize for it but I can't. All I really want is to be able to play the content. I realize I can't, and I'll live, but when people start talking about it, I'll probably be sitting here on the other side of my screen crying over it cause that's how dumb I really am. ::shrug:: Believe me, I wish I weren't a "finish every bit of the story" junkie lol but I am--and sincerely, if I had known about the game and the offers and such before I would have joined, but I was so consumed with FFXIV a new game wasn't on my radar. When I finally got caught up to the content/story in that game, I was talking to my son and he pointed me to SWTOR. I made an account, got to the Character creation screen, squeed for twenty minutes, logged out, and went and bought a subscription lol (Seriously tho lol) Anyhoo, thank you for listening to me, and really, you were very kind and very respectful, and I really am super sorry if I seemed like I was throwing all of my sad/hurt feelings onto you--it wasn't my intention. HUGGLES!

Big love for you, friend. <3

::shrug:: I give up. There is always going to be a sharp misunderstanding between those who are completely serious when they say that if BW gave ME this content then THEY would actually quit the game. Cause, where's the outcry about all of the subbers who have just STARTED playing this game since February (NOT RETURNING SUBBERS but completely new ones!) and the threat that WE will walk out? Oh, there isn't any, cause none of us would actually LEAVE the game over something so asinine. Good grief. I'll just say again, it concerns me that apparently the ONLY reason anyone who's been here before February still stays subbed is because of the incentives. That's sad to me, and seems like the first death knoll for the game. I mentioned this in the very first post I made, and I still stand by it. The issue with your statement is twofold. First you assume I have "money to throw away"--which is not true. Second, you are negating the content like it's immaterial and has no tangible value to me. It has INFINITE value to me and as such any money I spent on it would not be "thrown away" anymore than my monthly subscription costs are. I buy experiences with that money, and experiences are the REASON we all play these games? The bottom line, subscriber rewards that are manifest as OBJECTS are something that make sense, rewards that are CONTENT are NOT the same. Period. And also, to be clear, I won't be unsubbing because I don't get what I want--didn't come here with some self-entitlement issue, just came cause CS told me to. I love the game, not the rewards, and will continue play it no matter what happens with the HK content--disappointed or not. Makes me wonder who the loyal subber is after all?

________________________________________ Gone ________________________________________ “Are you there? We need a hand--droids blew out the airlock and fused the docking clamps--we can't come in or take off.” Mako was as calm as she could be given the way the situation had changed from something simple, practically routine, even if it did involve Darth Marr--into something that was nothing short of complete annihilation, it was as if the gates of hell had ripped right off the hinge. “I’m on my way! Get the ship ready to disengage!” Raeyn quickly dispatched a skytrooper who was standing between her and the ship. She turned the corner of the hallway where the ship was docked, slamming her hand on the airlock release button, filled with relief when the mechanism started to move. The breath she didn’t know she was holding burst out of Mako’s chest when she heard the tell-tale groaning of the locking clips releasing the ship. She stood up and turned to look back through the ship so she could pull away the second Raeyn was on board. There was no movement. There was no noise of the airlock opening. She could hear Torian on the guns firing at the enemy ships that kept sweeping past them, Gault harassing…or ‘helping’ him in the only fashion he knew—but no sign of Raeyn. Raeyn stopped abruptly after she turned the corner, raging fire blasting heat down the tunnel, turning her head to take a breath of the cool air from behind her, examining the state of the entryway to the ship—debris, part of a fallen archway, and what appeared to be an insurmountable wall of fire stood between her and the Mantis. She turned her back on the ship, her heart caught in her throat. Calm. Calm. Be calm. They are going to be okay. Torian will be okay. You can do this. She closed her eyes for a moment…forcing herself to breath in deeply. Centering herself, finding her focus. “Where are you? I’ve got her ready to jet!” Mako tried to keep the trill out of her voice that would make Raeyn worry about her. “If you see an opening to escape, take it. Someone has to make it back to civilization.” She tried to sound light. To keep the dread out of her tone. To be casual. She was pretty sure Mako wasn’t going to buy it. Torian has to live. They all do. I brought them here. “I want you to get out of here.” It sounded to her own ears like she was asking her to pass the bottle at the cantina, not telling her to leave. “W—what?” Mako was shaking her head, “Hold on….what are you talking about? We don’t have time for this. So much for the nice way. “Get out of here. I’m serious. I want you to go,” she opened her eyes looking down the hallway to the long shadows cast on the walls of the fire and saw the flickering movement that meant someone was going to be passing by her fairly soon. The sound of fighting growing closer every second. “Now!” Mako scoffed, stomping her foot, “we most certainly will not!” Honesty then? "Mako, listen to me,” Raeyn’s voice was solid, heavy, and Mako could hear the chaos that was on the other side of the ship wall, she heard Raeyn take a deep breath, “I need you all safe." The note of disconnect that edged in at the end of the sentence made Mako still completely. Like Raeyn was saying goodbye…already planning her own funeral. "No! We are not leaving you behind!" Mako cried out, appalled at the very suggestion that they should leave to get to safety while Raeyn remained onboard Marr's vessel. "You are. Get moving--fast." "Blasted, stubborn....if we do leave you'd better be right behind us,” Mako hit the console in frustration, “I mean it!" Raeyn's voice was low, clear, and concise, "I am not your friend right now, Mako, I am not your 'Boss', I am your Captain. I am giving you an order. Leave." Mako flinched at the tone of finality in Raeyn's voice. She didn't often make demands, and even less issued what could be perceived as direct orders. She hated to be told what to do, so generally refused to tell others what to do, allowing her crew to be equals on their ship--allowing them to call her "Boss" instead of some other more pretentious names, but the name was mostly figurative, certainly not literal given the way Raeyn ran her ship--and that had worked up until this moment at least. Mako considered arguing, especially about the fact that Raeyn decided to pull the "Captain card" now of all times--but looking out the window she could see that the odds of any of them surviving at all diminished every second they delayed, even if it was a righteous cause. ‘Frakkin fine! But you better be okay! I am not even kidding! Promise me!” She took her frustration out on the directional lever, slamming it backwards, flipping the airlock seal toggle harder than she needed, so she could move the ship away from the docking clamps to start turning the ship. “I don’t make promises I can’t keep…you know me better than that.” Raeyn turned to watch as the locking clamps released, seeing her ship shake as Mako began moving. Satisfied that they were going to get out of the immediate danger she took out her Mantis tuned earpiece, glancing back at the vessel which was making a slow and steady detachment from the connectors, and dropped it to the ground, stomping it with the heel of her boot. They don’t need to be here for this. She wanted to watch until they had moved far enough away to safety but she could hear the sound of fighting in the adjacent hallway, five more steps and they would be on top of her. She reluctantly turned away from the airlock, taking a deep breath, drawing her blasters, charging back into battle. Mako slapped at the volume switches when the comms link made some odd tinny noises followed by an ear shattering high pitched sound, then silence. Mako tried to signal to Raeyn a few times, testing the line and realized it had not just been turned off, but severed. She didn't have time to be angry about that right now. Slamming her foot against the console would have to do. It was with no small amount of uncertainty and guilt that she nodded to herself, resolved to do what was needed, if she couldn’t help Raeyn at least she could keep the rest of the crew safe, starting the routine to prepare the ship for the jump. Keeping the ship close to the Flagship in hopes of not being noticed before they were ready to move into a cleared position. She turned when she heard a commotion coming from the other end of the ship where Torian had been manning the gun turrets, a loud scuffle clattering through the ship moving closer to the bridge, crazy sounds and even crazier threats, sounding to all the world like someone was ripping the walls of the ship down around them. She glanced at the communications panel and saw that the shipwide intercom was lit up....she realized with a sinking feeling that it had been on the entire time, "Kriff!" She slapped the intercom off, speeding up her preparations. Torian had heard everything. There was a deafening crash followed by a yelp from Gault and then was silent. Mako felt terrible for factoring the probability that he had fallen down the stairs and had broken something. Like his neck. Some days she cursed her analytical mind filled with numbers and computations--and ways Gault could die by complete accident. She glanced behind her to see Torian tearing across the ship, leaping across the stairwell, barreling toward her like a long caged animal finally set free. "Stop, Mako! Don't do it!" The tone of his voice left little room to question whether he was willing to negotiate the outcome of this situation, sharp as a knife. "I'm obeying orders!" she all but screamed behind her before frantically trying to figure out a way to make the blasted ship be ready faster. "Come on, come on...come on!!!!" Her hands were tapping wildly on the console; fully aware it would not make it accelerate. Torian had rounded the corner to the stairs leading up to the bridge, Mako's eyes widening when she saw the crazed look on his face. It was one of the times she wished there was not only a door, but also a lock to the bridge's entry way. The other was the unfortunate moment of walking in on Torian and Raeyn shortly after the wedding. Newlyweds. She shuddered. She wanted to bleach her eyes after that unfortunate moment. She never walked into the bridge without loudly announcing herself again, ever. She shook away the memory, furiously smashing buttons, hands trembling while she watched the meter slowly rising to signal when the ship was ready for the jump. Torian crashed through the doorway, the fire extinguisher clattering to the floor and sliding into the far bulkhead when he veered sideways, slamming against the frame. She flinched as the metal box that contained their first aid emergency kit went crashing off the pegs that held it, Torian kicking it as he burst through. She stood up then, tall as she could, mustering all of her courage and thinking thoughts of being very formidable, placing herself in front of the controls to ensure that he could not reach them without moving her out of the way. "We are not leaving her! Are you insane?!" Torian's voice held so many emotions. Familiar ones like frustration, anger, and loyalty...but it also held notes of desperation, combined with another she couldn't quite put her finger on...though if she had to name it she'd probably call it murderous. She really did wonder about Gault now. He darted forward, feinting left, trying to trick her but she was too fast. She blocked him quickly, her voice rising, attempting to make eye contact, moving and ducking trying to force him to look at her--to snap him out of this. She tried to push him back. It was like struggling with a brick wall. He was towering over her, his face etched with hard lines and anger. He was absolutely crazed and she knew it would be simple enough for him to just toss her aside and do whatever he wanted with the ship. She was somewhat comforted by the knowledge that he was a little too much like a big brother to her, making her more brave than she probably should have been. Secure in the fact that she was mostly safe from his wrath. Mostly. "I don't want to hurt you! Ori'haat! Mako, shaadlar!" His voice was so loud in the confined space it made her cringe, the cybernetics in her ear squealing from the reverberation bouncing off the walls. "MOVE!" Torian thundered, a single word from his mouth laced with unbeliveable rage, his nose nearly touching hers. She gathering herself--putting her hands on his chest, pushing, her feet anchored on the kickplate of the console to give her some leverage. His hands were around each of her arms as if to simply pick her up and move her to the side. "I am obeying orders, Torian," she responded in the strongest voice she could manage, almost embarrassingly weak sounding next to his, "you need to stand down and let me do my job! Captain's orders!" Please don’t let him kill me. Torian's face turned a shade of red that was nearly purple in nature, his hands were shaking where they were touching her and she tried to stay silent as they gripped her harder and harder. It felt like he was going to snap her like a twig. "Torian, you're hurting me!" Before he could respond he felt arms come around him, the hands clasping across his chest, locking his own arms down to his side, dragging him backward. "You heard the lady--she's just doing what the Boss told her to do!" "GAULT!" Torian's voice was an explosion, "Jare'la! Usen'ye!" a caged animal's savage roar, his entire body protesting, his legs pushing backward trying to throw off his captor. Mako turned back to the controls, flipping switches and trying to rotate the vessel to a clear spot for the hop. Tapping in the jump coordinates as quickly as she could. It took less than seven seconds for Torian to reverse the position and take control of the scuffle. He had Gault pinned to the far wall, his forearm across his neck. Gault was lifted at least a foot off of the ground, his feet struggling to find footing, as he gasped and tried to pull Torian's arm away. "Muun'bajir--I'll kill you," Torian hissed so close to Gault's face that he felt his breath rush across his cheek, followed in quick succession by a flurry of what could only be more Mando'a swear words and threats. Gault tried to speak, to gather a breath, but Torian's arm was making it nearly impossible. "Di'kut! That is NOT my BOSS! Not my CAPTAIN!" Torian's arm became even harder against Gault's throat, crushing his neck, punctuating his words, "THAT. IS. MY. WIFE!" He growled fiercely as the words left his mouth, his other hand flying forward to slam into the bulkhead next to Gault's head. The sound of Gault's whimpering the only noise for a moment, and then Torian grabbed his jacket, throwing him to the side, turning to make another attempt to reach the controls. By this time, they'd attracted attention from the rest of the crew. Blizz ran underfoot to stand between Torian and Mako, begging 'Love-Love' to be happy, while Skadge came into the room like a storm, grabbing both Gault and Torian and pinning them to the wall beside each other. "Skadge, put me down, let me talk to the kid!" Gault was grabbing at Skadge's fingers trying to get loose. "Only talk, or pain." When Gault nodded Skadge released him. Torian stilled, closing his eyes, concentrating on his breathing, conserving his energy, centering himself. Gotta smart about this. Gault made a show of clearing his throat, his hands rubbing along his sore neck, nodding toward Mako to encourage her to get them out of there. He came close to Torian, using his best calming voice, knowing the chances of getting through to him at this point was pretty low. He owed it to Raeyn to try. "Kid, you know her, I mean, let's be honest, you know her better than any of us--well, I mean...that goes without saying, since...you know she's your wife, and you know her on a more, how to put it delicately....ah....carnal level--which by the way you should thank your lucky sta--" Torian's eyes popped open, looking as if they were on fire from the inside, a low dark sound, menacing, a promise that was rumbling from deep inside his chest, as he clenched his fists in response to the lascivious tone that was edging into Gault's voice, renewing his efforts to get loose from Skadge's grip. "GAULT!" Mako's ear piercing screech caused him to jump. He threw his hands up as the sounds from Torian were becoming more and more savage animal like and less and less civil human being like. Gault cleared his throat, raising his voice to speak over Torian,"as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted...She's going to be fine. She wants us to go so she doesn't have to be worried about us, distracting her. She's got this. It's an entire ship full of Imp soldiers, Sithspawns, Darths, and force-sensitives. Strong, powerful." At this he gestured around the room, "I mean we are brave, and capable, and mostly insane as all hell fighting our way out of the situations that woman has a penchant of getting us into, but we got nothing to offer in this fight compared to those heavy weights over there. We'd just be a liability. She needs us, not to fight, not this time--no, she needs us safe." Gault looked out the window, gesturing forward, then shrugging his shoulders exaggeratedly, "Kid, here we've got about thirty percent chance of survival--over there--you are already dead. She wants us, and more importantly--YOU safe. She doesn't accidently do anything--this was a calculated decision. Let her do her thing, and we'll do ours." Torian had fallen silent--his eyes were wild with the thousand scenarios inside his mind, it as if Gault could actually see him measuring those words, twisting, challenging, coming up each time to the same forgone conclusion. It wasn't that Torian didn't try to make sense of the words and weigh them against the warning in his heart, but every possibility ended the same--he should be there to keep her safe. None of them knew the truth, knew that she was stronger with him there. They didn't understand any of it, her, him--and he lacked the time to try to convince them. He should have never left her in the first place. It felt wrong when she told him to go back to the ship, worried that someone would use him as a weapon against her--and he respected her, always had, letting her make that call, begrudgingly, but he did just the same. His entire body stilled, frozen, his breath caught in his throat, when he heard the whirring sound of the hyperdrive reaching the last stage of preparation. "You can leave, get out of here! Let me go to her," he was pleading, his voice broken and somehow weak, strange sounding even to his own ears, "Gedet'ye--I can't leave her here! I can't!" The bravado drained out of him, the warrior stepping back. He spoke not as a mighty Mandalorian, but solely as a husband desperately afraid of losing his beloved. The sense of dread washing through his being. A sickness, shallow and fevered pouring over him, chilling him through, feeling like the air was thick, stifling, so tangible it felt like it could choke him. Gault sighed. He wasn't cut out for diplomacy, and momentarily considered grabbing the emergency kit off the floor and smacking the kid with it until he was knocked out. There was a moment of transition, they all felt it. A change. A ripple. The universe holding its breath. Something off, something twisted and evil and unfathomable, with them. In an instant, everything was cold, like all the warmth had been sucked out of the universe, and then it was so scorching hot no one could even take a breath. There was a deafening noise, then complete and utter chaos, like the bottom had fallen out of the universe, as the entire bridge lit up red and yellow, the ship shaking and rocking from the motions. They all turned to look out the windows, shielding their eyes from the bright flashes--Darth Marr's flagship in flames and exploding. Breaking apart at the seams. Escape pods were ejecting, but the majority were shot down before they made it past the first line of defense, others incinerated in the terrible blast that rent the ship in two. Torian lost what semblance of control he had at that point, the rebound from the explosions rocking the Mantis enough that it knocked Gault backward into him. Torian jerked his head back and then whipped it forward as hard as he could--cracking his head into the back of Gault's. Gault wavered for a moment, confused, the pain in his head the last thing he remembered until far, far later. Skadge had pressed Torian further into the wall during the explosion, but the shock of Gault hitting the floor caused a loosened grip. Mako was trying desperately to get the ship turned away and clear enough to jump, Blizz was hiding behind Mako's legs. Torian was screaming, his voice like a man possessed, spitting out Mando'a words no one else could understand, taking advantage of the loosening from Skadge's grip, tumbling down the stairs toward the escape pod. He had reached the door, tapping in the code, before they were able to stop him, Skadge tackling him to the floor and then sitting on him, Torian feral with rage--hitting, scratching, and clawing at him trying to move from underneath. He lost his mind completely when the hatch opened and he was three feet from freedom. Minute by minute he was becoming more incoherent, insane with fury, laced with begging and pleading to release him and let him go to her. His speech littered with Mando'a, fragments of sentences, broken. Tears began streaming down his face, seemingly making him even more agitated, his arms and legs flailing and trying to find purchase to get that lump of stupid off the top of him. He was SO close to the pod. He could program it to Marr's ship, get there, find her, and bring her home. That was his job. That was the agreement. The promise. That's what he did, what she did. They always had the other's six--they saved each other. Always. Mako was edging closer and closer to him, her voice calm and soothing. Telling him what felt like lies about how Raeyn was smart and had lived through much more dangerous times than this. About how she'd meet them at the designation port where they had always agreed. That he needed to trust her. He couldn't see anything clearly, blinded by his emotions, angry at his lack of control, of the tears blurring his vision, and then felt a sharp pinch on his chest. He knew as he felt the cold serum rushing through his veins that Mako had used a sleeping stim on him. The room started spinning. "Did we make the jump?" Blizz asked, his voice laced with fear and uncertainty. "Yes," Mako whispered, "we're on our way to Nar Shaddaa. To the rendezvous coordinates." She sounded small and fragile then, Torian froze, he wasn't the only one effected, everything seeming to be moving in slow motion. Things that were important felt less so, words floating through his head. "Ni cabur...ni cabuor kaysh--linibar cabuor--oribru, baatir kaysh...ner cyare...ner beroya, ner beroya'ika--gedet'ye," his voice was earnest, he needed them to understand, before it was too late. Other words were spoken around him that he understood bits and pieces...something about him being stubborn, and enough serum to put down a Hutt but he was still awake...something about Gault needing kolto shots...other words spoken softly, so strange in contrast to his own voice in his ears. "Please," he begged. "Gedet'ye, Mako," sobbing and fighting the sleep that was creeping through his body, heaviness inching slowly across all of his muscles. Skadge stood up over him, and Mako was leaning close to his face. "I'm so sorry, Tor," she whispered, her tears falling onto the metal plates he was laying on. He wondered how they could be so loud in his ears. He didn't want Mako to cry. What was happening? Everything was losing its color. "Please, please, I can't leave her. Ner riduuur, ner cyare. I need her," his words were slurring together a little bit and she only knew what he said because he'd been saying the same combination of words for a few minutes now. "Shhh, be still, Torian," she laid her hands across his eyes, forcing him to close them, tears heavy in her eyes, "I know you need her, we all do." While his words had been randomly interspersed with Mando'a here and there, as he became more and more lethargic his language reverted to his native tongue. "Mako, gedet'ye--kaysh ganar gaanla aliit--kaysh gaanla--ner aliit ni paraer--ni parer munit tome'tayl--ni solus ruyot...solus...ner riduur solus...gedet'ye--linibar cabuor kaysh...ner cyare..." His words were like poetry and Mako couldn't help she wished she had asked him to teach her more of his language so she might know what he was saying, to provide comfort to him in some small way, but she couldn't begin to understand anything he was saying at this point. He felt the slow descent into oblivion and wanted to thrash and fight it but his entire body felt filled with lead. He couldn't move, couldn't plead anymore, words would not come. "Please...gedet'ye, Mako" His words were a mere whisper--Mako only heard them because she was leaning down over him at this point to listen closer. She wanted to encourage him, to lift him up before he fell asleep so she did the best she could. "She is a fighter! If anyone could have survived that, it's our girl!" she sounded more like she was trying to convince herself than making a statement of fact, her hand sweeping across his forehead, brushing his hair away, stroking his head the way a mother would her child. Mako positioned herself so she was laying down next to him, her hand reaching out to take his, he could feel her shaking gently, crying. He tried to grasp her hand back but he couldn't move. He wanted to say something to help her, to make this better. There was nothing. "She's gonna be there, Tor," Torian wanted to believe it...latching onto those words as the silent arms of slumber pulled him in. He knew better. She was gone. __________________________________________________________________________________ Translations: Gev! [gehv] Stop it! ori'haat [OHR-ree-HAH-tee] It's the truth, I swear—no bull shaadlar [sHAHD`lar] move jare'la [jah-RAY-lah] stupidly oblivious of danger, asking for it muun'bajir [MOO-wun BAH-jeer ] I'll teach you a lesson, *kick butt* lit: educate hard di'kut [DEE-koot] idiot, useless individual, waste of space (lit. someone who forgets to put their pants on) ___________________________________________________________ "Ni cabur...ni cabuor kaysh--linibar cabuor--oribru, baatir kaysh...ner cyare...ner beroya, ner beroya'ika--gedet'ye" [nee KAH-boor...nee kah-BOO-or kaysh--lee-NEE-bar kah-BOO-or--oh-REE-bru, BAH-teer kaysh...nair SHAH-ray...nair bair-OY-ah, nair bair-OY-ah-EE-kah--geh-DET-yay] "I'm her protector...I protect her--need to protect--this is an emergency, I'm scared for her...my beloved...my hunter, my little hunter--please" _______________________________________________________ "Ner riduuur, ner cyare" [nair REE-door, nair SHAH-ray] "My wife, my beloved" _______________________________________________________________ "Mako, gedet'ye--kaysh ganar gaanla aliit--kaysh gaanla--ner aliit ni paraer--ni parer munit tome'tayl--ni solus ruyot...solus...ner riduur solus...gedet'ye--linibar cabuor kaysh...ner cyare..." [Mako, geh-DET-yay--kaysh GAN-ar GAHN-la ah-LEET--kaysh GAHN-la--nair ah-LEET nee PAH-rair MOON-eet to-MAY-tail--nee SOH-loos ROO-yot...SOH-loos...nair REE-door SOH-loos--kaysh SOH-loos...geh-DET-yay--lee-NEE-bar kah-BOO-or kaysh...nair SHAH-ray] "Mako, please--she chose me for her clan--her family--the clan I have waited for--I remember waiting for so long--I was so alone before...alone...now my wife is alone--she's alone...please--I need to protect her...my beloved"