Whatever this planet was, it had been untouched by humanity and the like. After a day of flying all over the place it became painfully clear that the forests were vast, only stopped by the mountain chains of which he hadn't explored yet. Demagol slowly began to accept that no hint of civilization existed, but with that he could truly appreciate the beauty of the planet he had been stranded upon. Lush vegetation spread for miles with ponds and lakes dotted here and there. The water was drinkable and although the atmosphere felt heavy and thick- he could breathe it without any noticeable harm. As time passed his body would acclimatize to the new 'home' in question until everything felt natural. Only when the sun began to set did Demagol command Erotos to descend to the ground for good, not exactly motivated to experiment with night-flight just yet. Upon landing the Mandalorian slid off of Erotos' back and onto the soil where he stood wobbly-legged, ever forgetful of their lack of usage throughout their day together.
"I dunno your sleep patterns or whatever, but it's time for this guy to clock out for the night." Said Demagol in an earnest tone, a smile on his face as he patted his new friend on the back. He was still trying to wrap his head around how exactly he was able to connect with the beast so smoothly and fluently. At the very least Demagol could be content with the finding of another companion even if they weren't a replacement for Rhailo. She held a special place dear to him, that would never change. A presence welled in the man's heart, an unyielding link which grew stronger the closer the two of them were to one another. The effect she had on him never changed, even after the complicated conflict on the planet Grezik which drove the two of them apart. Somehow she pierced through that figurative barrier Demagol had sustained to keep himself shut out and safe, the steeled resolve he held against the worlds around him. Over the course of time a series of tragedies had wrenched everything that Demagol held dear to himself, his home, his family, his ship and the woman he loved. Loneliness lingered closely, a vast emptiness which took over the Mandalorian's overactive mind. Would she be able to find him?
A sigh of fatigue escaped Demagol as he slunk down to the grassy ground and took his helmet off. The sun was beginning to disappear underneath the horizon, before long it would be completely dark. The waning light was used so that he could look at his reflection in his cracked visor to inspect the laceration which had opened up again after his initial confrontation with Erotos. Demagol harbored no negative feelings toward the creature, it probably was defending its territory. Less than gentle, Erotos wrapped itself around the Mandalorian until it had created a ring. By no means was the beast small and the heat it radiated would likely be more than enough help to keep Demagol warm. Such things were good, as Demagol needed to save as much power in his suit as possibly manageable. Reptilian clicks and whirs resounded from the beast as it closed its eyes and created another ring around the duo with its tail. "Looks like it's time for bed," spoken tiredly as Demagol rubbed a palm along the back of Erotos' neck before he made himself comfortable in what space he had.
The helmet was placed on the ground as Demagol concluded, "Day One, survived or whatever. Signing off for the night- will be back in the morning."
When Demagol slipped into unconsciousness he was welcomed by memories of his past.
Lights among the hull were dimmed due to the hour, though Demagol was restless. At the front of the ship he stood to observe the space they passed through, how quiet the galaxy was when you were in the remote parts of it. Arms crossed over Demagol's chest as tired eyes looked into space and beyond, the vastness with no walls or windows. Truth be told the Mandalorian had more than likely spent a higher percentage of his time without being bound to a planet anymore. Between contracts he could either be found drifting idly in space or purchasing attachments and upgrades to his beloved ship, Starfire. The future in front of Demagol seemed blurry after recent events, not one that left him stricken with worry, but instead curiosity.
Change. For years on end he lived the same style of life with a generic path paved by him. The life of a bounty hunter was predictable to an extent. Receive a contract, complete the contract, spend the money and wait for the next. A name renowned for the feats he accomplished, Demagol's fame wasn't something that he clung close to. It didn't get him anything he desired other than money up until very recently. More than likely he would not have another bounty from the S'zari for a long time ever since his liberation of Rhailo. Loneliness didn't plague the Mandalorian anymore, who had no companions before such an event. Everything had been by his own rules and choice and with Rhailo, that was different. Despite the terms of the contract concerning the Auroun, he had no intentions of treating her like such. In Demagol's eyes she had earned a spot among him. Already she was a caretaker of sorts.
Arms slipped around Demagol's waist from behind as his new companion came into view. Tired as she was, a smile still marked the female's countenance as she huddled against the Mandalorian's larger frame. Her words were soft, even a little groggy as she swept around him and rested the side of her face to his chest. "It's late- or something like that. Are you okay?"
"Oh, I'm fine, just stargazing at the moment," Demagol ushered while he wrapped Rhailo up close with one of his arms. "I do it often after missions."
"Is there something out there that you're looking for?" Rhailo's face turned to look out of the cockpit just as Demagol was. It was within their best interests to understand one another, especially with how recently they had come together. "I feel like your job has had you exploring all over the reaches of the galaxy."
Demagol inhaled deeply and slowly exhaled. "I'm not sure what I'm looking for anymore. Perhaps a shred of a semblance of permanence." Such an idea was hard to accept in the back of the Mandalorian's mind. Life as a vagabond had kept him safe, unable to pin down by vengeful acquaintances of whom he killed. If he stayed in one place for too long he was sure that someone with a vendetta against him would track him down and attempt to take his life. Most everything in this galaxy revolved around money- Demagol's head was worth a healthy sum.
Soft hands grasped upon the fabric of Demagol's clothing and Rhailo looked up at him with eyes still sleepy. "What will you do when you find something like that?" Curiosity was genuinely embedded in the Auroun's tone as she likely cared more for the Mandalorian's well being than he did.
For a moment he met Rhailo's gaze and then looked back out of the cockpit into the vastness of space. There was a gentleness to his words, "I'll enjoy it while it lasts."
"In that case, I hope we find it."
"I dunno your sleep patterns or whatever, but it's time for this guy to clock out for the night." Said Demagol in an earnest tone, a smile on his face as he patted his new friend on the back. He was still trying to wrap his head around how exactly he was able to connect with the beast so smoothly and fluently. At the very least Demagol could be content with the finding of another companion even if they weren't a replacement for Rhailo. She held a special place dear to him, that would never change. A presence welled in the man's heart, an unyielding link which grew stronger the closer the two of them were to one another. The effect she had on him never changed, even after the complicated conflict on the planet Grezik which drove the two of them apart. Somehow she pierced through that figurative barrier Demagol had sustained to keep himself shut out and safe, the steeled resolve he held against the worlds around him. Over the course of time a series of tragedies had wrenched everything that Demagol held dear to himself, his home, his family, his ship and the woman he loved. Loneliness lingered closely, a vast emptiness which took over the Mandalorian's overactive mind. Would she be able to find him?
A sigh of fatigue escaped Demagol as he slunk down to the grassy ground and took his helmet off. The sun was beginning to disappear underneath the horizon, before long it would be completely dark. The waning light was used so that he could look at his reflection in his cracked visor to inspect the laceration which had opened up again after his initial confrontation with Erotos. Demagol harbored no negative feelings toward the creature, it probably was defending its territory. Less than gentle, Erotos wrapped itself around the Mandalorian until it had created a ring. By no means was the beast small and the heat it radiated would likely be more than enough help to keep Demagol warm. Such things were good, as Demagol needed to save as much power in his suit as possibly manageable. Reptilian clicks and whirs resounded from the beast as it closed its eyes and created another ring around the duo with its tail. "Looks like it's time for bed," spoken tiredly as Demagol rubbed a palm along the back of Erotos' neck before he made himself comfortable in what space he had.
The helmet was placed on the ground as Demagol concluded, "Day One, survived or whatever. Signing off for the night- will be back in the morning."
When Demagol slipped into unconsciousness he was welcomed by memories of his past.
---
Lights among the hull were dimmed due to the hour, though Demagol was restless. At the front of the ship he stood to observe the space they passed through, how quiet the galaxy was when you were in the remote parts of it. Arms crossed over Demagol's chest as tired eyes looked into space and beyond, the vastness with no walls or windows. Truth be told the Mandalorian had more than likely spent a higher percentage of his time without being bound to a planet anymore. Between contracts he could either be found drifting idly in space or purchasing attachments and upgrades to his beloved ship, Starfire. The future in front of Demagol seemed blurry after recent events, not one that left him stricken with worry, but instead curiosity.
Change. For years on end he lived the same style of life with a generic path paved by him. The life of a bounty hunter was predictable to an extent. Receive a contract, complete the contract, spend the money and wait for the next. A name renowned for the feats he accomplished, Demagol's fame wasn't something that he clung close to. It didn't get him anything he desired other than money up until very recently. More than likely he would not have another bounty from the S'zari for a long time ever since his liberation of Rhailo. Loneliness didn't plague the Mandalorian anymore, who had no companions before such an event. Everything had been by his own rules and choice and with Rhailo, that was different. Despite the terms of the contract concerning the Auroun, he had no intentions of treating her like such. In Demagol's eyes she had earned a spot among him. Already she was a caretaker of sorts.
Arms slipped around Demagol's waist from behind as his new companion came into view. Tired as she was, a smile still marked the female's countenance as she huddled against the Mandalorian's larger frame. Her words were soft, even a little groggy as she swept around him and rested the side of her face to his chest. "It's late- or something like that. Are you okay?"
"Oh, I'm fine, just stargazing at the moment," Demagol ushered while he wrapped Rhailo up close with one of his arms. "I do it often after missions."
"Is there something out there that you're looking for?" Rhailo's face turned to look out of the cockpit just as Demagol was. It was within their best interests to understand one another, especially with how recently they had come together. "I feel like your job has had you exploring all over the reaches of the galaxy."
Demagol inhaled deeply and slowly exhaled. "I'm not sure what I'm looking for anymore. Perhaps a shred of a semblance of permanence." Such an idea was hard to accept in the back of the Mandalorian's mind. Life as a vagabond had kept him safe, unable to pin down by vengeful acquaintances of whom he killed. If he stayed in one place for too long he was sure that someone with a vendetta against him would track him down and attempt to take his life. Most everything in this galaxy revolved around money- Demagol's head was worth a healthy sum.
Soft hands grasped upon the fabric of Demagol's clothing and Rhailo looked up at him with eyes still sleepy. "What will you do when you find something like that?" Curiosity was genuinely embedded in the Auroun's tone as she likely cared more for the Mandalorian's well being than he did.
For a moment he met Rhailo's gaze and then looked back out of the cockpit into the vastness of space. There was a gentleness to his words, "I'll enjoy it while it lasts."
"In that case, I hope we find it."
Forever?
Oh, my darling,
If only you could see what war has done to me.
Oh, my darling,
If only you could see what war has done to me.
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