[Day 1 - EA] Good Kids

[Dapper Dog]

Three well dressed youths, all human, two young men and one young women were e kicking and punching a twi’lek youth and calling him foul names disparaging his species away from the path of the festivities between two tents under cover of the celebrations.

They were not relenting as the twi’lek youth cried for aid that didn't seem to come.

OOC: Open to the first three characters.

[Desilijic Keyhote]

"What skulduggery is this?"
The huge bulk of Keyhote starts slowly moving down the gap between the tents, his golden eyes blazing.
"Stand villains! Make an account of yourselves for besmirching the fields of love with an act of hate!"

[Riss]

Riss wasn't used to this being a good guy thing yet, but it was easy when you heard the screams. Wearing her ratty jacket and the allowed blaster on her hip, giving her the appearance of a serious adult, she walks into the space between the two tents. Feeling the weight of her heart in the pit of her stomach. Hand tingling with that urge to punch someone or something.

Of course- the Hutt spoke first and she was all too happy to just step in beside him when he did.

[Tarlia Nirazas]

Tarlia had been wandering the grounds, letting her the Force flow in and around her as she tried to get a feel for the mood of the crowds. As it so often happened for the Jedi, the young woman's random path inevitably wound straight into a small pocket of trouble. Hearing the bellowing of the Hutt made her hasten to it's source.

It was then she saw the scene in front of her.

"What is going on here." Tarlia's voice was calm but possessing a certain edge, and her eyes were now firmly on the three bullies and their victim. Brown robes and a metal cylinder at her hip left little doubt as to what she was.

[Dapper Dog]

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[Dapper Dog]

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A young man turned wearing the colors of House Organa, the signet ring and fine clothing were tell-tale signs of nobility and lineage. He snorted and said smugly, “Piss off, this is Organa business this tail-head thinks he can claim he’s an Organa. Now he will know not to spread such vicious lies.”

[Desilijic Keyhote]

Keyhote looks left and right, his heart swelling with chivalric love. Here were two other noble knights to join together in this fight for truth and honour!

"I find your answer to the Jedi to be unconvincing, human child. Also, your use of a slur is...Pantha, what's the term?"
"Deeply problematic"
"DEEPLY PROBLEMATIC! I would hear from the victim here and not your fork-tongued."

[Riss]

Inhaling, exhaling, slow and steady Riss calms herself a moment and then meanders over to the side and crosses her arms with more weight on one leg than the other. Glancing between the faces that were present as she sighed, "Yikes, Organa's really fallen if they let themselves be represented by a handful of bullies like you," she comments, as if idly and with that put on air of indifference. Aiming not to interfere directly with the Hutt's approach, but all too happy to antagonize the brat a bit.

Regarding the head of the group more directly she shrugs, and looks up to the side as if thinking, "Thought you were all supposed to be the good ones?"

[Dapper Dog]

Keyhote looks left and right, his heart swelling with chivalric love. Here were two other noble knights to join together in this fight for truth and honour!

"I find your answer to the Jedi to be unconvincing, human child. Also, your use of a slur is...Pantha, what's the term?"
"Deeply problematic"
"DEEPLY PROBLEMATIC! I would hear from the victim here and not your fork-tongued."

He gestured and the young woman kicked the twi'lek across the jaw and he chuckled and said, "Oops, guess he can't say much."

"You really don't know who you're talking to, my uncle is Duke Rhys Organa, the Duke Rhys Organa."

Inhaling, exhaling, slow and steady Riss calms herself a moment and then meanders over to the side and crosses her arms with more weight on one leg than the other. Glancing between the faces that were present as she sighed, "Yikes, Organa's really fallen if they let themselves be represented by a handful of bullies like you," she comments, as if idly and with that put on air of indifference. Aiming not to interfere directly with the Hutt's approach, but all too happy to antagonize the brat a bit.

Regarding the head of the group more directly she shrugs, and looks up to the side as if thinking, "Thought you were all supposed to be the good ones?"

The young woman sneered and said, "Shut up gutter trash off-worlder."

[Tarlia Nirazas]

The Jedi kept an impassive expression and her voice was filled with disappointment, "It moved beyond an internal house matter the moment you chose to disturb the peace and injure another sentient. Your actions speak poorly to your character, even more so given your noble attire. This is the sort of cruelty I expect from the most craven and cowardly of people, and I would hope beneath those born to as noble a lineage as the Organa."

When the second strike to the Twi'lek happened, Tarlia's mood darkened and she approached the Twi'lek to help him up.

[Dapper Dog]

The trio step out of the way of the Jedi but their leader adds, "Yeah says the Jedi... it's your fault we even got attacked by the Empire!"

[Desilijic Keyhote]

"You really don't know who you're talking to, my uncle is Duke Rhys Organa, the Duke Rhys Organa."

Keyhote shrugs.
"Whether your father was the Chancellor himself I would not stand for such display. The amount of inbreeding you demonstrate provides no remit for barbarous actions."

The Hutt was clearly prepared to block anyone who attempted to block Tarlia from aiding the Twi'lek.

[Dapper Dog]

"You really don't know who you're talking to, my uncle is Duke Rhys Organa, the Duke Rhys Organa."

Keyhote shrugs.
"Whether your father was the Chancellor himself I would not stand for such display. The amount of inbreeding you demonstrate provides no remit for barbarous actions."

The Hutt was clearly prepared to block anyone who attempted to block Tarlia from aiding the Twi'lek.

"Kriffing slug! They let anyone into these things now," he snarled and then said to the others, "Let's go before we get slug filth on us!"

"See you around tail-head," he chuckled as they ran towards the crowd.

OOC: Up to you if you wish to let him go.

[Riss]

"Buncha kids with a buncha anger picking on the weak link cause they think being a bunch of bullies will make them feel better," she blows air out between her lips, shaking her head. "Kriff me y'all are a bunch of wrecks. Thought mommy and daddy Organa woulda raised a better bunch of brats, but I guess you can't help a lost cause," she adds with an shrug for good measure.

"Also?" she focuses in on the girl, "That's Captain, by the way. Y'all like respecting titles like you're told right? So, Captain Gutter Trash Off-worlder, thank you!" she says voice raising so that her words would follow them as they continue to back away, wanting that last word. With them properly departing she'd just cast off a wave from the top of her head.

[Tarlia Nirazas]

Tarlia ignored the comment about her Order, she had more pressing matters. Made worse by not being an expert healer. Still she was the best that was available.

"Can you speak? How bad are you injured." She knelt down beside the Twi'Lek. "I can get you to someone with medical knowledge." Her brown eyes turn to the two others that had stepped in.

For her part the Jedi would let them go. She had his name, not that there was an expectation of punishment.

[Desilijic Keyhote]

Keyhote, as a noble knight, decides not to go chasing and beating up children at a fair.
Even if maybe a part of him wanted to.

Instead he hovers over to the Twi'lek to check his condition
"I shall have to report this to that human male....the one with the uniform"
"Major Alderaan?"
"No"
"Captain Alderaan?"
"Yes, that one...Niall I think. He will need to be informed of the behaviour of his family."

[Dapper Dog]

The twi'lek recoils from them and says, "You don't have to pretend to care..."

[Tarlia Nirazas]

Tarlia smiled reassuringly, "The Jedi care about all living things, young man. That you can speak is a good sign. Can you stand up or is anything broken?"

[Desilijic Keyhote]

The twi'lek recoils from them and says, "You don't have to pretend to care..."

"Pretend? Sir, I am a knight! My duty is to the poor, the unfortunate, the suffering. It is quite literally my role to care. Even Pantha cares"
The drall pops his head around Keyhote to regard the Twi'Lek "Yeah, I'm real cut up about it."

[Dapper Dog]

He stood slowly, "Well thanks I guess... master Jedi?"

"Also what's a Hutt doing on Alderaan?" he said rubbing his jaw.,