Private Maleficent

[Lorn Reingard]

Tags: Quinn Varanin | Lily Decoria | Zark San Tekka​

The plan felt different on paper than it did standing on a Naboo sidewalk. Requesting an audience in Mandalorian space was a calculated diplomatic move, but discovering Quinn Varanin was currently at her embassy on Naboo changed the optics entirely. Lorn looked at the two Jedi flanking him and felt a sudden realization.

They looked like an extraction team. The Battlemaster, the Gatemaster, and the Sword of Shiraya were not the titles one sent for a casual chat. To any observer, or to the Queen herself, it looked as though the Council had come to make an arrest. He adjusted his stance, trying to shed the martial tension that usually lived in his shoulders, but the presence of Zark and Lily made for a formidable, if unintentionally aggressive, silhouette against the embassy gates.

"Maybe Knight Decoria should lead us in?" Lorn asked, his voice low as they reached the entrance.

He glanced at Lily, realizing his earlier protest against her attendance had been short-sighted. She was the only one among them who didn't represent a direct threat or a total stranger. If they walked in behind a familiar face, it might keep the Mandalorian guards from drawing steel before they could state their business. He hoped Quinn had been warned they were coming. If not, the next few minutes were going to be exceptionally awkward.

"Both of you have a history," Lorn added, nodding toward the doors. "It's better if she sees a friend first. We're here to talk, and I'd like to actually get to the talking before someone starts swinging."

 

[Zark San Tekka]

Lorn Reingard Lily Decoria Quinn Varanin

"I've got a bad feeling about this."

It had been a long time since Master San Tekka set foot on mandalorian territory. That he was approaching an enclave in the heart of Republic space did little to ease his sense of foreboding. Some Jedi could not see past their savage nature but after witnessing mandalorian honor during old border raids he became a student of their strange culture. Eshan however remained an enigmatic mystery to him.

"Both of you have a history," Lorn added, nodding toward the doors. "It's better if she sees a friend first. We're here to talk, and I'd like to actually get to the talking before someone starts swinging."

"Are you afraid Quinn will take the first swing or I will?"

His cortosis mask distorted the dry humor into something more robotic. With some reluctance Zark took his hand off the lightsaber on his belt. He wore a traditional Jedi tunic underneath an anachronistic field jacket like something a military officer might dress in while on assignment.

"I hope you are right about her Lily," glowing yellow eye lenses turned to meet the echani Jedi's gaze, "But if you are wrong, we must be ready. Keep an open mind is all I ask. I will do the same."

He meant what he said. There was far more at stake here than just one life. Master San Tekka was wise enough to see that, just as he'd been wise enough to see that when Romi Jade recommended him for this delegation she was sending exactly the kind of message Lorn now feared. This wasn't an arrest, but if Quinn made a mistake, it could be.

 

[Lily Decoria]

Location: Naboo - Mandalorian Embassy
Outfit: Jedi Attire
Equipment: Arwr Da, Hydrangea Moonblade (concealed)
Tag: Lorn Reingard | Zark San Tekka | Quinn Varanin

Breathing in deeply, Lily had taken steps that she had thought would ensure that whatever was discussed during this conversation would go as smooth sailing as it could. The words she had with the council, the warning she had delivered to Quinn on their knowledge and desires, the fact that Lily insisted on her presence being here for this meeting. While she was a formidable warrior and she could handle most fights that she got into, Lily also tried to be a friendly face. Smiling to those around her and reassuring through her expression as well as her actions that everything would be okay. It did not seem like Zark and Lorn were Jedi famous for being friendlier faces. At least from what Lily had observed at the moment.

"I highly doubt anything will occur on Naboo, even if this is a Mandalorian embassy." Lily hoped that nothing would go sour but she knew that there was likely a chance she would have to attempt to ease any tensions that developed during this conversation. While she was a Jedi, she did also believe that ensuring the best outcome, one that did not lead to war, meant there had to be some finesse.

Looking to Zark, "I have stated from the beginning that all I wish for is an open and fruitful conversation. I am glad to hear that you will be entering with an open mind. That is good." Lily was not going to stop what needed to be done, as long as there was no alternative and that the situation was not going to backfire. She was here to keep the Republic safe. "Understood, Master Reingard." Nodding her head to the Sword and stepped forward. Opening the doors to the room.

Lily did feel very undressed in this moment, the Echani within her desired to be dressed in her best attire but she was working as a Jedi so it felt important to reflect that. Stepping forward, Lily gave a deep, respectful bow to Quinn. "Your majesty. I and my fellow members of the Jedi Council are here in the hopes that we can have a clear and open conversation with you. Clearing the air about some rumours and accusations that have been made towards yourself."

The Jedi Knight felt it was important to stress these were mere rumours and accusations for now, since she did not wish to sour the conversation from the jump and accuse Quinn of being a Sith. Rising back up to her full height, "hopefully you will indulge us in this conversation and we can ensure this will continue to move peacefully."