Private Cousinly Aughh!

[Milla Caranthyr]

Life was an adventure for those who chose to make it one. Milla just happened to be one of those people. Every day brought something new to discover, whether it was planets away or a short distance from home. Sometimes the adventures were to discover something new or had a specific purpose in mind. New Alderaan held a combination of the two. A brand new planet for her to explore and a specific reason to be there exploring.

The patter of bare feet across pavement was drowned out by the roar of shuttles and freighters leaving or arriving. Mixed in with the chorus of dozen of beings speaking dozens of languages as they went about their day. Very few bothered to glance at the small barefoot girl wrapped in a ragged cloak as she weaved in and out of the crowd. The girl paused on a street corner and looked about, her bright blue eyes shining from underneath the hood of her cloak. She was here on a mission to find someone, whether they knew it or not.

Milla carefully reached out through the force. Not enough to be noticed, but just enough to feel for a certain presence. Like a faint memory in the force, she found her target once again. At least her general area. Using that small encounter in the force, she used it as a beacon to guide her. Before, once again, darting through the crowd to continue her hunt.

Adara Raxis

 

[Adara Raxis]

The further Adara walked away from her ship and into the spaceport, the more a sense of inner foreboding had her huddle in her navy blue chersilk cloak. Hair a bundle of soft curls beneath the vast hood, the firstborn daughter of Mand’alor the Infernal attempted to for once allow that wonderful anonymity of bustling places hide the fact she left Sith space to visit her mother, and step-parents Noah & Alex. Maybe not telling her guards... no. They always knew whatever exploits the Princess got to without words. Pesky force powers!

Wait, since when did Adara hate Force Powers? She loved the Force. It swelled around her, an indomitable web dimmed now only because of the gift from her cousin which she wore around her neck to avoid deathly suspicion.

Folk tended to shoot overtly Dark Sided Sithlings in this day and age... or so Adara was told. And after the ill fated escapade on Vanquo with Raya and the Troublesomes... Raya was sticking much more firmly to home. As it was, all Adara had around her were her wits, a comm, some cred-chits and the knowledge that the very second she felt too scared of anything to move properly, her guards would pop out of whatever shadows they found and salvage the situation.

Thus, the closer Milla Caranthyr got, the less aware Adara became of someone chasing after. She stepped into a shop, which smelled divine of lotions and... ooo candles! Maybe she ought to bring some trinkets home? Yes, that would make this lovely. After all, she hadn’t been home in such a terribly long time, not since... well, not since she ran away.

 

[Fred Gred]

How had Fred run out of fuel? He was sure he’d filled the Bes’bavar before taking off and now he’d run out of fuel. He was traveling between Gred Fleet’s current location and the planet that had become a second home to him, and now he needed fuel and credits. He was sure if his arm somehow reacted to his emotion it would’ve felt darker than usual, but he didn’t fully understand the alchemy part of how it worked. Either way, he was at a scrapper with a bag of things, Eya nearby as he showed off the stuff.

“I’ve got these. A powerful electromagnet, some weapons parts, a few power cells, and... whatever this is.”

“Look. This stuff isn’t worth.... Is that an ENCL-12? Now that’s rare and valuable. How much?”

“That’s not for sale.” Fred had spent too long making that thing just to sell it. The scalper then eyes Eya, which just made Fred turn. “Someone’ll buy this stuff.” He exited the building, grumbling a little before looking around. What a way to get lost....

Adara Raxis Milla Caranthyr

 

[Milla Caranthyr]

She was closing in, she could feel it. Her preys force signature was so close it barely took any effort to find it. The thrill of the hunt was making her even more excited to the point she just wanted to rush out as fast as she could. Patience, that's what she needed now.

Then, she spotted the one she was after. Taller then she remembered, but her appearance was unmistakable. Milla paused and stood hidden in the crowd. Her sharp blue eyes peering out from under the hood of her cloak. She pulled the cloak around tighter around herself and wrapped her tail around her waist. Adara Raxis had entered a store and was browsing around at the items. There wasn't much room to maneuver in such confined spaces. Pulling the force around her like a blanket, Milla all but vanished in the force and seemed to melt some into the shadows. The waiting game was now afoot.