Public I’m Dreaming of Paddy Pack Christmas

[Justice Lesan]

It was early, too early to be awake, and Justice found himself shuffling into the common area where the Padawans often gathered. It was Life Day, and while their allowance was minimal, the young Lesan had saved enough to get something for everyone. For the most part it was a trinket of some kind, but there was a larger something under the festive looking tree he had managed to set up the night before. There was a tag on it which read:

to Briana Sal-Soren
from Just

It likely wasn’t fair of him to single her out with something nicer, but things had been weird between them since the “incident.” Justice wiggled the fingers on his right hand, still not used to the mechanical arm. Those who didn’t know about the accident would never know his arm was cybernetic. Bri knew. Valery knew. Most of the other padawans knew.

Judah knew.

“You’ll get used to it,” the baritone voice echoed in the empty room.

Justice nodded.

“She still being weird about it all? Not talking to you?”

“It’s been a hard run for her. My arm… Naboo… can’t blame her.“

“Justice… maybe tell her how you feel… ever try that?”

Justice nodded again. It was time to start the music Company would be there soon.

 

[Iris Arani]

Life Day.

Honestly, Iris had no idea what the day was about. She'd never celebrated it before. Now she just stood before the tree, watching the lights flash their different colors, looking through the ornaments. It was festive. Pretty, even. But she still didn't really get the point. Gifts and presents under the tree to give one another was fine, but why wrap them up? She hummed softly before sitting down and pulling out her sketch pad.

At least she could draw.

Justice Lesan

 

[Dagos Terrek]

His swag was off the charts. His drip was unimaginable and inimitable. Weren’t no one or no thing that could dim his shine. He was lit AF no doubt about it. His fit was doo-doo dumb.

Red-soled black ronto leather boots with the red laces. A pair of black baggy cut jeans tucked behind the tongue of his shoes so the laces showed and that was just the bottom half the rest of his fit was out of this world too.

A Black hoodie with a gold embroidered drawing of legendary boca-ball player Jordyyn Mikkals on the back, two gold chains hung around his neck on the outside of his shirt, a thin gold rope chain and one with a number twenty-two pendant on the end. The same number that Mikkals was famous for wearing when he played. Two blue jewel studded earrings gleamed in each ear and on his left wrist was a time piece so frosty it would make a wampa shiver. Topping it off was his thin gold framed glasses and a white beanie.

He was a giant larva fully grown. Super fly.

He’d been invited to a life day party or well really he had been invited to come to the temple on Ossus before, had heard about the party and decided that this was a perfect reason to go. He entered the room knowing he was gone be killin this chit and his heart absolutely crashed to the floor.

There could be nothing worse than this. Nothing at all. If he had walked in to find the room on fire and full of Sith it would have been better than finding it practically empty. No, no no. How could he have shown up so early?

By The Force it was a total disaster.

 

[Briana Sal-Soren]

Themes: XoXo
Tag: Justice Lesan , Iris Arani , Dagos Terrek

Life Day... a celebration of family, love for one another, and life itself. For Briana, it felt more like a day of remembrance for those who'd slipped away from her this last year.

Growing up, the holiday had been celebrated in her family home with lavish festivities, gifts, and grand banquets - gatherings that would make even the most prestigious royal families in the Galaxy blush. Now? The whole affair felt dim, only just emerging from the pit of her own tumultuous struggles.

When the invitation arrived, sent by Justice himself no less, Briana was uncertain about making an appearance to the event. She felt apprehensive, having not spoken to him since his arm replacement and everything that followed afterwards. Some of it couldn't be helped. Naboo, and the necessity of living in hiding to keep Valery safe, had kept Briana effectively off a lot of radars. The rest though, was a result of her own cowardice and self-pity for what happened.

'What's past is past' she tried to remind herself, gathering up what little courage was left to calmly walk through the doors where her peers gathered.

Orbs of various colors decorated the walls, greeting her, white and gold ribbons that coordinated with the globes were attached to keep them in place, while strings of white lights were strung carefully to center of the ceiling, occasionally fading and then returning to full brightness. In the middle of it all was a beautifully decorated wroshyr tree, delicately adorned with colorfully wrapped presents tucked underneath.

"Wow, they really went all out didn't they?" she whispered quietly to herself, whistling low as she navigated the crowd.

The first person she noticed was Iris, off in her own little corner and sketching away. Briana smiled to herself, adjusting the strap of the weighted bag digging into her shoulder, filled with goodies that she'd brought along for the people she cared for. While Briana very much doubted Iris would know what the point of a gift was, that didn't stop her from bringing one along anyway. Out of all her friends, she was the easiest to shop for.

Once she found Justice, they'd catch up.

 

[Justice Lesan]

Tag: Dagos Terrek | Iris Arani | Briana Sal-Soren

Dagos had been the first to arrive. Justice was glad at least someone decided to attend. His biggest fear was the invitations would go unanswered. Now his only fear was the one person he hoped to see would not come. Justice had to admit the way Dagos dressed was impressive. He was FLY! That was a word Just would never say out loud, be he certainly thought it. Maybe Just needed shopping advice.

Iris arrived shortly after and immediately began to draw. Typical of her to use the colors she wielded to take in the event and process her feelings. She seemed like she didn’t know what to think of it all, but that was okay. The young Padawan simply walked over to her and set a gift at her feet. When she opened it, she would discover a painter‘s pallet.

Dagos gift would be simple. He was one of those Justice got a generic present for. He didn’t know what to get everyone, only certain people. The rest got a fuzzy blanket.

“Well uh thanks for coming everyone. Didn’t know who would come soo… ummm there are cookies, cocoa, and other things to snack on. The uh presents well hand those out when you want.“

A quick head nod from Judah indicated Briana had actually arrived. Justice rushed to the tree and grabbed her gift. He did not want to wait to hand it to her, so he marched right up to her, nervous considering they’d not seen each other since his injury.

“I got you something…”