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Private Fishing For Feeling



Location: Kashyyyk
Tags: Reina Daival Reina Daival
Gear: In Bio
Alana pushed her small skiff off the muddy riverbank, the water around her a dark, reflective green, rippling under the canopy of towering Wroshyr trees. Shafts of sunlight filtered through thick vines and moss, painting the river with dappled light. Birds called out from high above, and somewhere in the distance, a family of Wookiees paddled their larger craft across the mirrored water.

She gripped the fishing rod tightly, a tinge more traditional than the fishing-nets most locals used. However, it suited her quiet, contemplative mood this morning, and she assumed her companion would relate in that regard. The river here was teeming with life: slippery riverfish darted beneath the surface, while larger, slower creatures stirred beneath the shadows of submerged roots. The small motor on the skiff came to light thankfully, as she began the trek out to find a proper fishing spot.

Kneeling in the boat, she glanced over to her companion, and gave a small smile, hoping to get some sort of response out of Reina.

It had been so long, since they had last spoken. Even met to get down to it, but, here they were...fishing...just like they had been all those....however long ago it was.

The woman just felt, cold to her now. Not that Alana didn't deserve it, she had done...quite a deal wrong, in the past few years of her life. Still, she hoped their reunion would....be different than this. The Echani's expression tightened, as she let out a small sigh. For a time, the soft hum of the motor and the sounds of the wildlife was all that could be heard.

Alana mused over what to say, or how to even start this conversation.

There was so much she missed out on. So much she failed to do. In her mind, she was beyond redemption for many things, but, she had to try and make things right with the people she cared about. Reina being on such person.

But what to say?

"So, how's it going?"


She winced as the words left her tongue. Probably not the best way to start this conversation.

 

Tag: Alana Calloway Alana Calloway

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This felt wrong for Reina. There was a part of her, a more primal part now that wanted to just dive into the water. To hunt for the fish with her bare hands. But that wasn't what she wanted to play into. The more predator nature of her new self that she did her best to try and bury away. She was sure she could use it to her advantage as a Jedi eventually, but today was not that day. Who knows when that day would be?

For now, she glanced over towards Alana catching the small smile with Reina sending a small wave in response. Reina was afraid to smile in this moment. With the primal urges in the back of her mind, she wouldn't have put it past herself to have her teeth replaced with the fangs that she got now. This just all felt different. Reina had needed Alana plenty of times in the past and the woman had vanished. Reina was doing her best not to hold it against the Echani but...well, Reina had always been stubborn. That hadn't changed.

And then Alana asked how Reina was going. How was she meant to answer that without speaking? It was easier said than done. Would Alana know Galactic Sign Language? No. Reina had no reason to think that the Echani would know any of that. There wasn't exactly any datapad that Reina could turn around and start typing on. So it seemed like it was going to be some good ol' fancy charades. Well, at the very least this was an easy enough question to answer through charades. The redhead just turned over towards Alana and held her hand out before shaking it about as if to say things were going so-so. It could be a lot worse for her if she was honest.

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Location: Kashyyyk
Tags: Reina Daival Reina Daival
Gear: In Bio

At least there were signs of life from Reina now. Though the reaction she sparked leaves her feeling a tinge of guilt from having disappeared from this woman’s life.

The years hadn’t been kind to Reina, that was for certain. They had started off fishing for a time, but things had just kept them apart. They both had gone through hardship alone, when they perhaps should have sought out one another.

Alana cast a gaze off to the side, as she navigated past another skiff, thinking of what really to say. “Never been here before, but, heard it was nice….was hoping we could, try and just stay friends. Given everything.”

She looked back to Reina, struggling with what to say. What could she say? Hey, sorry for dropping off the face of the galaxy for so long.

Yeah, real good conversation sparker there.

“I’m sorry I left.” She blurted out, loooing of to the side, watching as the water rippled as they passed, musing on what exactly she was doing here.

She couldn’t expect someone to just, take her in after all that. After everything, it couldn’t be that simple. It was hard taking someone in and watching them vanish on you. Alana had done that to so many people since her ‘fall’. But you had to start somewhere….why not here.



 

Tag: Alana Calloway Alana Calloway

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In the past, Reina would have said everyone left. It was why she had been alone for so long. But that wasn't the truth. Not anymore. Not since she found her family. If anything, people were starting to stay. Her sister. Everest. Valery. Colette. They had saved her. They had stayed by her side when Reina believed no-one could. Her gaze just stayed on the water as Alana apologised, still saying nothing.

Instead, there were dozens of thoughts rushing through the red-head's mind as she ran her hands through the water. Saying that nothing had changed would clearly be a lie on her part but at the same time, she wasn't as angry as she used to be. She had ironically lost her anger when she had lost herself. It had been an experience that she needed, not that Reina would ever admit it. Though eventually she spoke. Carefully. Pointedly. Doing her best...not to give something that sounded like a command. She didn't want to influence Alana.

"...I found my family. Well...They found me."

It was true. It had been her sister who had found her. Not the other way around. Reina hadn't even been looking for them. The thought of finding them wasn't overly important....

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