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An Overdue Reunion

Nyx

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It had been three months since she had started looking.
Three months since she had started to search for the answer to the question: Where am I from?
She knew very little of the pathetic excuses for sentient beings that had abandoned her, as her 'caretakers' at Honorhall had not exactly made her privy to such information, so she had to start essentially from scratch. She began by searching the Honorhall records, seeing if maybe there was any clues there.
The records from her induction sixteen years ago had no name attached, but it did mention that the man that dumped her was a tall Khiffar in Mandalorian armor. Her eyes narrowed as she read this. So, this was what a Mando did with a screaming babe in his care. Left it at the worst orphanage on Coruscant. The scars covering her body from her time there itched as the memories came flooding back, forcing her to bury them under her hatred for the bastard that had left her there.
With sheer willpower, she made herself search databases all over the Holonet, looking for a man matching the description provided. It took months, but eventually she found it. A man matching his description boarded a transport sixteen years ago, with his family. And this time, there was a name. Rigard Verd.
She let the name stew in her brain, ensuring she would never forget it. Her neural implant filed it away for later use and reflection.
Some further digging revealed that Rigard disappeared directly after the trip, but his wife, [member="Kaali Verd"], was still alive and well, on Dantooine.
She pulled up a photo, and gaped at an older version of herself. Her own skin was much darker, due to her mixed parentage, but the facial structure and eyes were the same.
That night, she boarded a transport to Dantooine.
 

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Kaali let out a grunt of effort as she swung the hoe towards the fertile ground, the Dantooine soil giving way to the durasteel tool. Every day for the past twenty years, she had done this. Her farm was not the most successful, nor did it rake in profits, but it gave her enough to life comfortably, and that's all she really cared about. She wasn't doing this for riches, nor for self-gain. She farmed because she wanted to leave her old life behind, to become a new person. And most of all, to keep her family safe.
Dantooine was one of the most isolated planets in the galaxy, with few outside events affecting it's grassy plains. There were few people there, and no industrial settlements. The closest thing to civilization was the general store and spaceport several kilometers away, both of which saw little business.
Kaali Verd wiped her brow as she stared into the distance, to the remains of the ship that she had crashed here in. She had settled close to it, in order to warn people off from it. If anyone wanted to find her, they would have to go to that ship, and Kaali had the only farm in kilometers.
Sighing, she got back to work, the hot sun beating down on her as she got the field ready for this season's planting.
Unknown to her, the register for that ship had finally hit the Holonet, and the names 'Rigard and Kaali Verd' drew more attention after all this time than she could think possible.

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