[member="Makai Dashiell"]
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Royalty. Wealthy. Force Sensitive? Yes. The Baroness has grown up with a silver spoon, but for all the glamour there was a lot of hard work. High expectations, and a lot of pressure to carry on her mothers' legacies. She was the subject of a lot of teen magazines from En Rogue to Glamour Girl 17. In spite of all the intergalactic attention, the teenager was very much isolated in terms of her own personal life. Security was always overdone in her opinion, she never attended a public academy of any sort, she'd been privately tutored at her home on Tygara.And while she was force sensitive, she never had a need to set foot in any sort of formal academy, temple or anything that was related to your run of the mill Jedi or Sith. She like the generation of women before her, believed the force to be a tool and not something to worship or wage holy wars over. The only thing she placed her faith in, was at times, Ashira. And while, Riona Kerrigan-Alcori might be this lofty figure to some of the plebians throughout the Galaxy.
Those closest to her knew she could be quite the troublemaker, a mouthy opinionated, sometimes very stubborn young lady. Today happened to be one of the days where she was going to be this person, Riona had been grounded, again. If you asked her why she'd tell you that she didn't know. Whether it was for talking back to her mothers, talking back to an Eldorai noble, skipping out on her tutoring or something along those lines.
The Baroness has clashed, you could say, with her mothers, as her parents not only grew up differently but worked hard to get to where they are today. Riona knows none of this, she doesn't know what any of that feels like. And as she slices her way through a security lock on her speeder. She clumsily forgets to deal with the cameras, as she gets on the speeder bike and fires it up. Heading out the back gates she goes straight for transport pad, and of course, there's a huge no Riona all over it. Locked out of the system, she sighs and looks over to the villa behind her and narrowed her gaze. While her mother might be on Mon Calamari working, she wanted to make sure she could feel the anger and frustration. Pushing her lips to the side, Riona picked out her holo from her pocket. She called one of the very few people she'd call best friend, "Makai, it's Rio. I still have our tickets for the concert, come pick me up?" Riona asks sweetly.