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Color Coded (Zathra Collik)

[member="Zathra Fett"]

"Vahla do not have a home." She said it matter of fact more then as a sadness. It was why they moved around for thousands of years and why the promise of finding such a place was a big thing for her people. Why so many jumped and helped the sith take over the world. With all revealed they could find that lost mystical place where they all came from. Willa looked up at Zathra while she laid there and finishing the food she pulled the girl down into hr embrace with a smile on her face as that contact. "We go wherever the moods strikes us stopping usually only long enough to have moments. Closest to stable has been this day here with you in a long long time."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]
"I'm sorry. Will, I hope you find one...."
Zathra blushed at Willa's last remark. It was sad to hear that she didn't have a true home....but going around as such counted as much as home to Zathra as possible. Hmm, long enough for mood to strike and have moments, that sounds nice...but sometimes lonely. The rain began to finally die down but the clouds still did remain a dark grey, possibly for more rain to come...but at a unknown time. Once the rain stopped temporarily, it was nice. Small rain drops fell from low hanging branches and onto the grass. Dew collected upon the grass due to the moisture and raining, it would stay for a while. But, when it began to rain again will....it would just get splattered by rain.
 
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Willa was just looking at her though while smiling and enjoying herself just laying there. She laid there on her side while nuzzling her face into her hair. The sounds of the rain dying down were welcomed for a change of pace. "Thank yu but it is something I am used to, I'll just make my home somewhere... with someone." The smirk remained while she just listened. "Sp what about you? I can't keep telling all about myself. I want to get to know you."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]
Zathra laid her arms behind her head and sighed slightly. She wasn't annoyed just still tired and sore from the previous day of fighting that monster and of using a sniper rifle for some of the very few times she has ever used on except for when she was at the Academy. She turned her amber orange and lemon yellow eyes towards Willa before finally wondering. What would Willa want to know about her? She couldn't think about much but ehh......might as will just ask Willa what she would like to know anyways about her.
"So then...what would you like to know about?"
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

Willa was laying there next to her and leaned to look over at her. Those pretty orange eyes smething distracting as she thought about what she wanted to ask about. There wasn't a lot to ask, in truth as she thought about it she wasn't worried about Zathra's past.. she only wanted to be part of her future as her fingers came out and traced along her curves speaking. "I... I am not certain... really I just want to be here with you and keep you distracted." A smile on her face while she rolled onto her chest a little letting her of her body folded and melt to be against her. Head resting at the curve of her neck before she was holding her and twirling a finger in her hair. "I am just glad at getting to touch that pretty hair."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]
"Oh come on, you must want to know something. Awh....thanks........that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.."
Will the last part was mostly true but also kinda False. Ren did say kind of the same thing but Willa did know how to flatter people, quite easily as a matter of fact. Zathra brought her right hand up and twirled her finger within Willa's hair. Willa had nice hair, although it was a bit confined to a central part of her head. It did bother Zathra some but not by a ton. Soon, the rain began to pick up again but luckily they were in a tent or they would be soaked right now. Man, how long would it rain so far it was raining quite a lot and I mean a lot. Zathra wiped some rain from Willa's eyebrow, hmm.....seems like fire can't always sizzle away rain.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

Willa looked at her and smiled as she thought about it. What more could she want just laying here with the girl and hearing the sound of rain on the tent. She was glad it was military grade and made to be sealed for different environments. Even the air filter within the working slowly so they didn't suffocate and she stayed there. "Well I have always wondered about the mandalorian culture. So rich, so full of connections and everyone adds to the whole." She ran her hands along while holding a small grin on her face touching the two toned hair until she could hold it between her fingers.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]
Ok, so she wanted to know some about mandalorion culture. Ok, so what was their to tell about mandalorion culture, quite a lot actually. Now, what to say. Will, Zathra might as well start somewhere with the culture of the mandalorions rather then just nowhere. Zathra looks towards Willa before finally responding to her statement. Just as she was doing so, the rain was begging to pick up again. Gosh, how much did it rain on these planets this was the opposite of Tattoine, which didn't get any rain at all....will sand storms don't count as rain, nope they do not.
"First of all, you don't have to be born a mandalorion to become one. It is possible for people to become mandalorions through training and such. We are a nomadic group consisting of different blooded clans and other species of varying religion and culture. At the begging, the Taun species or a group of them went to Mandalore and took it over via killing off large creatures known as Mythosaurs. It would take forever to tell you everything. Let' see.....
 
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Willa was looking upon her as she held a small grin at the thought. "So I could join your clan if you trained me?" She rather liked that idea while she was laying there and listening to the sound of the rain coming down. She just enjoyed the time she was there thinking about it and she had seen the taungs. They had also gone to the Asobi system and well they'd found some fo the large creatures there. "The taungs went to other places, the temple on Shri-Tal was visited by ones from the unknown regions who built a massive chamber filled with history and weapons."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]
"You know, I'm not sure exactly..."
In truth, Zathra wasn't even sure. Willa might be able to join her clan but how would she know that? Zathra wasn't sure if it was possible for somebody to become part of a mandalorion. She would have to check with one of her clan members once she got back to Mandalore or once she finally was able to contact one of them. Hopefully that could be soon, because she would rather find out soon and tell Willa rather then find out latter and tell Willa later. She leaned against the floor of the tent and slowly closed her eyes but she wasn't fully asleep. She did still need some sleep. If Zathra didn't get some, Willa would bother her about it again which was really annoying to her.
 
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Willa was looking at her and as Zathra went to the floor Willa laid there for a moment thinking of other ways to plot and plan to keep her. "I think you should come here and let me keep you warm sweetie. Naked with the rain outside will make the edges of the tent colder." Willa opened her arms up while she was laying there with the closest to a pillow she had. An inflatable bladder filled with extra water and covered in cloth so she could lay on it while motioning the girl closer to her. "I am the warmest thing in this tent and you are still the hottest thing here."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]
" Awwh, thanks *yawn* "
Zathra snuggled closer to Willa and she slowly closed her amber orange eyes. Even though she did sleep quite well last night, it was because she was partially drunk. Zathra laid her arms behind her head and then slowly went to sleep. Hopefully, Willa wouldn't wake her up because she was still tired and she didn't want Willa to keep on bothering her about not getting enough sleep. She knew Willa was just looking out for her, but man at times she was like her commanding officer or just like her mom, which was fine....mostly.
 
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Willa looked at her and made herself into the little heater at her side. Just molding in to be next to her as she draped an arm across and snuggled in close while she listened to the rain and sounds to fall asleep. Hr thoughts drifting and a little mumbling in her dreams at night while she felt a faint buzzing in the back of her skull. The likes of which only woke her up once as she laid there and found a new positin going back to sleep with a small smile of contentment as she stretched herself up.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]
Willa kind of was like a heater which was nice due to you know, when it rains and you get wet it makes you kinda cold. Oh-No, she was having that dream again, about what happened to Ren. Zathra was walking down a dark ally in black and orange mandalorion armor with her helmet on with her best friend in the academy at her side, Ren, along with some of her squadmates from Serpentine Squad. Oh, did she remember and dread this day of her entire life, her whole unit was killed along with Ren and only she along with another soldier survived the encounter. Interestingly enough, her and Ren were the leaders and co-leaders of Serpentine Squad. They walked along until they came into contact with a mandalorion rebel standing at the end of the corridor with lightning zapping through his palms and another one appeared behind them armed with a lightsaber. The rebel in front sent the lightning swirling towards Ren and Zathra and it zapped through their veins and blood harshly, electrifying their nerves. Gahh, that part of the memory was so painful and she still had the scars on her neck from the incident which she kept hidden. The one behind them ran up and cut through the mandalorions and killed two of them. The one if front sent even more lighning their way killing even one more and then the the rebel behind them killed the last of the four and then turned around and walked away to leave the other to his job. The remaining rebel shot a stream of lightning towards Ren and then sent a harsh force push at Zathra hitting her into a wall, breaking her right collarbone and arm and a few ribs. The next moment she knew, Ren was dead and the rebel was approaching her to finish the job. Zathra reached for her blaster with her broken arm which sent pain to pulse into her body. OW, never grab something quickly and clumsily with a broken arm. She aimed the blaster at the rebel and shot two times but missed due to her vision being blurry. Suddenly, lights flared from the end of the alley way and the rebel was shot dead by a machine gun. While this was happening in Zathra's mind or more like dream, some objects were sent flying through the tent without her knowing. Until, one hit her in the hidden scar on her neck causing her to flinch and get up. Even though it was cold and raining, beads of sweat were on her brow.
 
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Willa didn't know what was going on until she felt it in the force. Zathra was dreaming and having a nightmare while Willa's eyes shot opening in the tent. From her position she was able to see the girl struggling and she grabbed her wrapping her arms around her to keep her calm and that tossing and turning would be able to stop. Then she felt something smack into the back of her head as objects were flying around the tent and she let go as she was jerking up and awake as Zathra was covered in sweat. Willa could hear the rain and ringing in her ears while she was laying there holding her head. "Ow." Willa looked at Zathra while she crawled her way up to sit there looking at the girl and cradling her face. "Hey you okay sweetie?"
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]
"I-i.....a-are you ok?"
Zathra was worried, what had just happened? Why did some objects go flying around the tent? Maybe somebody was outside of the tent and they were gonna come in. Nope, okay so it wasn't a horror movie which was both good and bad. Good because no creepy guy in a mask would attack them. Bad because, what had caused the objects to go flying. It must have been a force user, but who was it? Their was no way it could have been Willa.
 
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Willa was looking at her while she was looking upon the girl. "I'll be fine, the real concern is you sweetie." She was wiping at the sweat on the girls head while she ran her hands through her hair. "Do you know what that was?" She was looking around the tent while she moved her arms down to hold her and rock a little. Her head going to the curve of her neck as she tried to be soothing with her force energies. "You were using the force when you slept, whatever was making you toss and turn must have brought it to the surface."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]
"Wait, they said I WASN'T Force sensitive!? H-Howww........"
Zathra was spooked that she was somehow force sensitive. How was it, no why was it even possible? Sure her Father who she only met once was greatly force sensitive but how did that compare to her? She hated most force users that she hasn't met or made relationships. Like, she hates hostile force users, sith and just jerky force users.....those weren't people like Willa. Willa was much nicer then them and less of a jerk. Zathra's eyes showed a worried expression at finding out this news. To think, this happened once she was having a nightmare, will more of a re-living of Re's death due to hostile force users.
 
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"There is not always a way to be sure, sometimes it just happens." She was looking at her expression and Willa shifted her position so she could hold the woman and just keep her close. "Hey, you have me and we'll get through this. This isn't the first time a person has discovered they were force sensitive. I'm going to be right here with you sweetie and do everything to keep that expression off your face." Willa laid moved around to just sit behind the girl and stroke her two toned hair a little. "I'm here sweetie, you'll be fine."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]
"Th-th-thanks...."
Zathra found Willa extremely comforting. She knew how to comfort people but still be stern and also helpful. This was one of the things Zathra liked about Willa. She buried her face into Willa's shoulder and quietly cried. She didn't know why she was crying it......she just was. At the same time, she also hugged Willa kind of like a pillow. Will, she wasn't a pillow which was good cause a living pillow would be scary. Like out of a horror movie kind of.
 

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