Any Day Can Have Regret

[Angelo Cavataio]

Some time had passed since his niece got the dumb idea of using spells to deal with her issues. Angelo was against it. He did not voice it to her. There was the idea of convincing her not to go through with it. She did do it, and disappointment in cheating with the force to deal with pain did keep him away; however, did not stop him from keeping tabs. It was a Cavataio thing to do. Well, it was one of the things they did on normal bases.

Angelo planned on staying away, but some of his people were not checking in like normal. They were not ones watching Scherezade. Others that he used and later found utterly destroyed. The one killing them was kind enough to leave holos of the person stating their name and that they were one dead on the ground. At first, he checked their genetic code to identify them; however, he knew the holograms were the truth. The assumption in his mind was that Petra was toying with him as he tried to gather information and resources to end everything that was her.

That led to him worrying over Scherezade since she had done the spell and his contact had disappeared. Angelo knew Petra and Scherezade made a deal of some kind. He did not know what the two had agreed upon. It was something he did not want Scherezade to pay for. So reaching out was needed to ensure her safety. Getting out the pad, he started with a greeting that included uncle in the wording. It took a moment to realize what he had typed, but he quickly edited to 'your father's business partner'. Then continued with stating he was going to be on Geonosis and wanted to visit since it had been a long time from the last visit. He was just seeing if she would like to have lunch and chat a little bit before he hopped to the next planet for another job.

[member="Scherezade deWinter"]

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

The afternoon was unbearably hot on Geonosis. Madalena loathed it, as well as the unforgiving sun. The only thing that made it worth it being out like that and in the middle of a krakking jog was the expression on Baal's face as he ran besides her. The big lump of fur didn't care that it was hot. He just wanted a chance to stretch his legs and get out of the ship.

By the time they came back, Madalena's clothes were soaked with sweat through and through. She almost missed the blinking on her comdevice before realizing she had an important message. Pink. Pink was the color for incoming messages from her brother and important friends. But she'd seen Josh and Daisy and Dianah just recently, so…

Flicking the device open, a laughter burst from the curvaceous woman. Angelo! She had not seen him in so long!

"GET OVER HERE YOU BUTTHOLE" was the message she sent him, all in capslock before tossing her device on the couch, and headed off to take a shower.

[member="Angelo Cavataio"]