It had been her brother's idea initially, and despite her better sense Keira had agreed, knowing full well what was most likely waiting for them on their cultural homeworld. Just as she'd told him, they had nothing to lose by going back except perhaps their lives, and that was a gamble brother and sister were willing to take if it meant some kind of second chance. They knew nothing of the state of their people other than that a new Sole Ruler had taken the helm, and that had the potential to be just as much a blessing as a curse in this instance. Their clan name meant little and less to anyone with a sense of morality, and she wouldn't contest that. It was deserved. All she asked for was a fair chance.
"It's a fifty-fifty chance they don't shoot us down now or kill us on sight. Some odds." As soon as they'd entered the system she'd sent a transmission ahead that identified them as survivors of Clan Verd and stated their peaceful intentions of returning to the people. Not that she really expected that to set anyone at ease; if anything, it would most likely get guns pointed at them the second they set foot on familiar soil. But at least they knew what was coming, and both had the good sense not to start something they couldn't finish. She was thankful now more than ever that Alkor had mellowed out over the years, else this would have ended much differently.
This was but the second or third time she'd set foot on her cultural homeworld, and much like the previous two it was under less than pleasant circumstances. The ship rumbled as it settled on the landing pad, and she breathed out a sigh, looking to her adoptive sibling. "Well," She shrugged her rifle off her back, leaving behind her beskad as well, "It's not like things can get much worse from here." It wasn't the most strategic thing to abandon two of her heaviest weapons, but she wanted to appear as non-threatening as possible while still maintaining some capability of self-defense.
As the landing ramp descended she briefly considered their situation before stepping out to whatever awaited them, helmet swinging at her waist. They were public enemy number one and they knew it, but she still didn't raise her hands. For everything their former sibling had done, she would still retain some semblance of honor.
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