Private Going Back Home?

[Jax Thio]

Location: Nar Shaada
Equipment: Traveling Garments, Jax's Prosthetic Arm, Promise Ring to Jairdain
Tag: Dreidi Xeraic

It almost felt like years since Jax last sat down.

The moment Jax entered the small Cantina and sat on the stool, his tense muscles, the worried look he wore throughout his journey back to the Core Worlds has eroded away. Maybe it was because he was finally at a safe location away from the many thugs that tried to kill Jax. Maybe it was because that Jax finally had a direction, seek help from the Church of Force as rumor has it, they found a Force Nexus somewhere in the Core Worlds. Either way, Jax was happy to finally relax and focus on himself.

Being without the Force was still devastating as if he lost a piece of soul. For years, he took the Force for granted taking in the harmonious nature and chaos of the Force. When he lost that connection, it was if the crystal-clear waterfall that Jax often imagined whenever he allowed the Force to flow through him was nothing more than a dry basin. No water flowed, the fish had died and rotten away and Jax was in the middle of it all heart full of regret and wondering how he could pick up the pieces.

"Hey mac," Jax tugged the sleeve of a young man named: Shoan Dystra. "Gimmie a cup of Whiskey please."

 

[Dreidi Xeraic]

Location: Nar Shaddaa
Outfit: This
Equipment: Lightsaber
Tag: Jax Thio

Taking a break from working hard on Coruscant, Dreidi found herself travelling to Nar Shaddaa, it was a trip that Dreidi had wanted to do for a while now. The moon was where her father was from, it was the beginning of his experiences and the path led him to the Silver Jedi, to her mother and eventually to her life. Dreidi was curious to see what the place was like and if being there would be something offer that provided her guidance or direction. It wasn't that she was necessarily lost in life, since she was still on course to achieve her Knighthood and growing in her powers as a Witch. However, shifting from one faction whose direction was very different to the NJO, it meant that Dreidi was struggling to feel her place or able to make the mark that she wanted. Most of the people she was getting along with, but she felt one mistake away from banishment and that was never a comfortable feeling to hold.

Landing on the moon, she was curious to see if there was anything here or the presence of her father would appear to help her adjust to the new life. To allow herself to relax and feel comfortable around the others at the NJO. Inhaling deeply, Dreidi let out a slow sigh, perhaps she was foolish for thinking such guidance would randomly appear here. Perhaps she didn't need guidance at all and was being foolish for thinking that way. Wandering around, her hands were in her pockets, making sure no pickpockets could steal her items and her eyes gazed around. The moon was nowhere near as pleasant or clean as Coruscant, the people did not look as nearly as well off, it truly lived up to the smuggler's moon reputation that it held. Dreidi was surprised when she heard that her father came from such a place, she had always thought of him as someone who was from a simpler life, perhaps a farmer on Onderon or something.

However, this was his childhood, living his life on Nar Shaddaa. From what he had told Dreidi as a child, he had lived it rough and she could fully believe it now seeing the place. Knowing she hadn't even explored the Refugee Sector, even rougher than where she was, which was the location of her father's childhood. She found herself wandering around and noticing a bar, something about it called to her. An interest as she stepped inside, she spotted Jax. The man was engaged to her mother though she had no idea if they were ever going to get married nor the last time he had seen her mother since he vanished after the invasion that she had joined him on.

Not making her presence known to him, she headed over to the jukebox and searched through the collection of songs. Selecting one from a band that inspired some of her singing and style. The song kicked in and Dreidi started humming in tune with the music, dancing slightly on the spot as she moved around. Heading towards the bar, tapping on the bar in beat with the song as she nodded her head then ordered a glass of Alderaan red wine.

"Hey Jax, seems that you having been living it rough lately by the state of those robes." Dreidi said with a dry humourous tone.