Maps

[Asher]

“Yeah, well, fine, but I didn’t mean it like that.” He looked to Mira. “Calm yourself.”

Aton looked to Liam. “You could come along if you want, I ain't got anything better to do.”

With that Aton turned away and left. There was a time for apologies later. They were twins, whether she liked it or not she would see him later at home. She could punch him all she wanted then.

[member="Mira Gyndar"] / [member="Liam Quez"]​

 

[Liam Quez]

I looked at her, she was beyond upset. My assumption was somewhat right and from the looks of it her brother didn't seem too down for it. I remained on the launch pad looking at both of them. I felt like I was looking into a world I'd never understand. Which in its own right made sense. He was a farm boy who had lost his mother and was raised with a strict hand. They were children of Forcers, probably with money or something. They had manners and knew how to read. Thinking about this made me upset.

I went after her. Looking back at her brother I waved. I needed to take care of this. She ran, I ran but I was faster and. Grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to me.

"I wanted to ask, but you guys were talking so fast I tried to figure it out on my own. I don't want to be an attachment! Why do you have to have special names for someone you care about. I don't get it. When I like someone I show it with out any regret."

Yeah Liam keep digging your hole bigger that's how you win her over.

[member="Mira Gyndar"] [member="Aton Gyndar"]

 

[Writer]

Mira groaned softly and pulled away from Liam with a bit of force.

"It's not special names, it has nothing to do with any sort've of titles or special anything." She made a gesture to Liam. "If you have feelings for someone, typically that is forbidden by the Jedi Code, as you can develop an attachment to them to such an extent it basically..." She'd bring a hand to her head, trying to remember. "Cloud your judgement in situations where wisdom is ideal?" She questioned as she threw her hands up. "I don't know!" She exclaimed and pointed to Liam. "See, this is why they don't want us having attachments and forming relationships, they want us to be apathetic and emotionless robots who do their bidding! I just am confused!" Mira would stomp her foot hard on the ground in protest. "You're causing me to get confused!"

[member="Liam Quez"]

 

[Writer]

Aaralyn raised an eyebrow as she watched with mild amusement and curiosity as her daughter interacted with a young man - just a short distance away. The behavior of Mira was well, typical for a teenage girl who obviously had feelings for a boy and well, just wouldn't come out and say it. The Sword of the Jedi was no idiot, she could sense the emotions of her daughter from lightyears away, the angst and confusion - even the frustration that was caused by the sudden interruption of a tender moment by her twin brother. She'd have to discuss that with [member="Aton Gyndar"] at some point - although she wasn't ready for moments like these, she would have to show him that things like that, well, they just weren't right.

She'd casually stride towards the pair and bring a gloved hand up to rest upon the shoulder of Mira with a gentle smile upon her face as she looked to [member="Liam Quez"] with an eyebrow peaking up in interest. "Mira, who is this?"

 

[Liam Quez]

Arguing with Mira wasn’t as fun as it was with Ibaris. I felt frustrated and my mouth would move without words coming out of it. I didn’t know what to say or express what I wanted to say. She was frustrating and didn’t attack me the same way Ibaris did. This argument hurt my chest and I wanted to hit something, I felt my temper rising to the surface and I kicked a nearby empty tin can. It flew off the edge of the landing pad. Why the heck did I come here? I should have just stayed home and made dinner for Ibby and myself.

“How is this my fault!?” It was all I could say and in that moment who I assumed was Mira’s mother showed up. Narrowing my eyes I looked at the gloved hand and remembered Mira she had gloves on too. What was that all about? Were their hands always cold or did they have some weird feeling about touching dirty things? The sudden arrival of her mother derailed my train of thought and I looked at the woman and shook my head. I was never good with parents even my own dad would give me weird looks from time to time.

I didn’t say anything and waited for Mira to answer the woman, but my big mouth got the best of me. “I’m an attachment” [member="Aaralyn Gyndar"][member="Mira Gyndar"]

 

[Writer]

Mira rolled her eyes and threw her hands up towards [member="Liam Quez"]. "No, you're an individual who just doesn't understand." She barked in his face before pushing past him and brushing off the hand of her mother. She'd leave the scene and make her way to her Stealth-X where Whistler and Rowdy seemed to have gotten into a conversation - who knows with droids. There, she put on her goggles and hopped back onto her mechanics sled and pulled herself back underneath the starfighter and continued working. She'd leave it to her mother to explain it to the dense boy who didn't seem to understand anything!

Stupid boys!

 

[Writer]

And the Elder Gyndar woman would groan and bring a hand to her face, rubbing her forehead gently as she watched Mira storm off and leave her with this...boy she apparently had feelings for. She looked at him examining her hands and then the attachment comment derailed her own thought process causing her to drop her hand down infront of her as she waved it before the two of them. "You have to understand something kid, Jedi aren't typical people." A hand would come up to her chin in thought as she looked up towards she sky, trying to figure out how to explain it to the young boy before her. "An attachment is a term, for someone like us whom we grow close to." She'd nod and bring her hand down and gesture towards [member="Liam Quez"]. "Example, Mira might grow close to you, which according to the arcane Jedi Code, is forbidden...strictly speaking." She'd shrug lightly and the hand would come back to her chin, index finger gently rubbing.

"As far as I see it, attachments can be a positive influence in the structure of the life of a Jedi - help guide them in their own right. Can they hinder them? Sure, only if the Jedi is ignorant enough." The hand would fall down, it was odd they wore gloves alot but people who fought with alot of melee weapons and used alot of mechanical things preferred to keep their hands nice and soft - rather than rougher than a bantha hide. Another shrug would come from Aaralyn before she turned away and waved her hand behind her. "That is your issue, and hers. You need to understand that attachment isn't a bad thing, my kids came from one of the best attachments I could have asked for and their father - well he is by far probably one of the most difficult individuals I ever met." She'd laugh and walk off. "Good luck, kid."

 

[Liam Quez]

I stared at her mother after watching Mira walk off, I couldn't help myself I had to look. Hormones, they get to you especially at my age. My neck snapped back to the mother who started talking, finally someone was giving me a legit answer to my questions. As she spoke, my eyes drifted down and examined the woman’s figure - she was in shape even after having a couple of kids and being older. Tilting my head slightly her words went over my head as I continued to check out the mother of the girl I enjoyed kissing and hanging out with. Blinking quickly she finished and I caught the end of it.

Not knowing what to say I nodded and then turned back towards the starfighter that I had seen Mira go under. I should probably try and fix this, the last thing I needed was for her to be upset with me, especially since I did like spending time with her, she was fun. Walking over, I put my hands in my pocket and knelt down. I watched her for a few moments until I noticed that she wasn’t going to hit her head or anything when I did what I did next. Grabbing the end of the sled I pulled her out till she was under me. Looking down, I grinned and didn’t say anything. My hand held the sled in place.

“Sorry.” It was all that needed to be said and I leaned down and finished what I had started with the engine grease covered girl just moments before her brother had interrupted. I liked kissing her and her reaction to invading her personal space was something I enjoyed. I couldn’t tell you what this was or is, but she was a good kisser.


[member="Mira Gyndar"]

 

[Writer]

Mira groaned as she was pulled out from the modified XJ series starfighter - and then abruptly kissed by [member="Liam Quez"] after a quite quick and rather rogue apology. At first, she resisted against his kiss, her hands dropping the hydrospanner to come against his chest and gently try to pry him off her, then it became acceptance as she returned the kiss and even pulled him down onto the mechanic's sled with her. It was a blissful moment, a quiet one that drew many stares and even murmurs. She didn't care though, she was embracing him at this point. Soft little kisses between a passionate entanglement between their lips. She'd softly giggle between a kiss here or there before pulling away to pat his chest.

"You might want to get up there, killer. My dad catches you like this - yeah you will be a soul-less being...literally." She said with a smirk.

 

[Liam Quez]

She returned the kiss so I took it as her way of accepting my apology. The thought remained in the back of my head though, I wanted to think that Mira was smart enough to stay on the right track to not get too attached to where it hindered her. If anything happened to her that was because of me, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself.

As she returned my kisses I stopped caring that there were other people around us, all my focus zeroed in on the girl that was on the sled under me. She pulled me closer and all reason disappeared from my mind. I wanted more and I didn't want it to stop. Though, the girl with a logical mind pulled away and mentioned her father. My blue eyes blinked quickly and her smirk was returned. "Well if he catches me at least I'll die quite happy. I don't care."

Like I said, all reason disappeared from my mind and I leaned down and brushed my lips against her neck. I paused waiting for a reaction from the girl who only moments ago was shouting at me. [member="Mira Gyndar"]

 

[Writer]

Mira rolled her eyes and shoved [member="Liam Quez"] off hard as she grabbed onto the edge of the modified Stealth-X. "I'm working on something, as much as I'd love to make out with you all day - I do have a schedule to keep and this just came back from Incom..." She chuckled softly. "Apparently a gift from my parents, used to belong to my mother - you remember all the tinkering I did right?" She questioned as she pulled herself back under the X-Wing and grabbed a Vibrohammer and began knocking into a rivet that somehow got loose during it's return trip from Hishyim - the new production facility for Incom. She'd drop the hammer and look through her bag, shifting onto her side as she pulled out a glow-lamp and hung it inside the compartment she was working in.

Her greasy hand would adjust the brightness, just enough not to be annoying but to illuminate the entire compartment. Her free hand would search beside her, trying to feel for the plasma torch she had a few moments ago before Liam pulled her free from her duties.

"Liam, can you give me the plasma torch?" She asked from underneath the ship.

 

[Liam Quez]

Ouch. I was shoved off and pushed aside. She quickly disappeared under the ship and I was left there biting my lower lip. My ego was bruised and I was now even more confused. I thought we were on the same level especially after she explained what an attachment was. Was it possible I looked into it too far? Her words were muffled as I tried to sort through my thoughts, there was a possibility she just liked kissing me which I wasn’t all that sad about. Just sucked though, yeah maybe she didn’t like me as much as I thought she did.

I pouted, I liked being close to her like that - it made my heart race and she was intoxicating. If that was the right word I don’t really know what intoxicating meant. Her voice cut through my thoughts as she asked for the plasma torch. Looking around I quickly founded it and crawled close enough to put it in her hand. “You got a deadline to have this thing done? Or is it some project you busy yourself with?” I was curious to learn more about her, if she wasn’t going to let me kiss her then I’ll just enjoy my time near her. Pulling out my sketchbook I waited for her answer. I had originally decided to sketch the ship, but as my hand and pencil moved against the book I realized I had started to draw her face.

Shrugging slightly, I just kept going. [member="Mira Gyndar"]

 

[Writer]

Mira let out a soft laugh as she took the plasma torch from him, looking to the left as a few loose strands of hair fell across her grease smudged face. "Yeah I do...I'm headed to Vjun and a few other places." She said with a light chuckle before reaching up to pull the goggles down over her eyes. She ignited the plasma torch and sat up inside the open compartment and began welding the rivet that came loose. "Besides, I shouldn't be gone long...call it a..." She stopped for a moment and leaned down, looking underneath the opening at [member="Liam Quez"]. "Spiritual journey if you will." She offered him a cheesy, sarcastic smile before popping her head back up into the compartment and resuming her welding duties.

 

[Liam Quez]

"Spiritual Journey?" I questioned her comment, personally I didn't know exactly what that meant it was best that she explained it to me. At first I assumed it was some Jedi thing, but then I wondered why Ibaris hadn't done one - or had she? I mused over the thought and I wanted to ask if I could come too. Before I asked though, I stopped myself, I had a promise and a job to keep. If I didn't pilot for Ibaris who would? The girl would be stranded on whatever planet she was on and I'd feel bad. Though I could teach her how to pilot - she seemed bright enough. I thought about it for a bit and then realized I enjoyed being needed too much. Also, it was fun to tease her. She was too easily worked up.

I put the notebook down and crawled to one of the other sides of the ship, so I could be a bit closer to her. Waiting to hear the tool turn off I slipped my head under and took a gander at the under workings of the ship. I was in awe and looked over at the grease smudged girl. "What are you going to do? Meditate? Uh, fight?" I closed my eyes when she started to weld again. The last thing I needed was damaged eyes. [member="Mira Gyndar"]

 

[Writer]

She finished off the weld and put the torch down with a soft chuckle as he asked her twenty questions. She'd place her hands behind her and lean back as she looked at him, cramming himself up in the compartment with her. Despite the odd positioning and tight space - it was feasible due to the starfighter being low to the ground and she being elevated by the mechanics sled. She took a moment to lift her goggles up and place them ontop of her head as she stared at him with garnet eyes. "It's a Jedi thing, well, it's a personal Jedi thing..." She said with a soft laugh, why did she laugh so much when he was around. This boy made her a totally different girl. She wasn't that strong, fierce girl that kept to herself or would bury herself in training, books and other things - she was, well, soft.

The same hand she used to lift her goggles would wave before her, as she shifted her weight to the one arm behind her. "I found some stuff on ancient artifacts of a very important Jedi Master and I want to go take a look." She said with a grin. "I'll tell you what, since I'm done - I want you to meet me at the uhm..." She took a moment to think, looking up in the compartment as she tried to remember the exact location of those waterfalls. "There is a nest of Whisper birds near this huge waterfall I found when I was roaming the jungle, it's a neat little place I like to go when I want to be alone." She looked down and stared ahead for a moment before gazing at Liam. "It's half a kilometer north-east of here, meet me there in an hour, ok?"

[member="Liam Quez"]

 

[Liam Quez]

Crawling out after Mira gave me vague answers to my questions I sighed. I still didn’t understand what was going on or why she was leaving despite the answer of some artifacts. Why did she have to go alone? It just didn’t make sense to me, I had figured she was going to try and talk me into going with her, but nothing. It reminded me of Ibaris, the girl just told me where to go, never the why or for how long. It bothered me to my core, did they not give me the information because they didn’t have it? Or were they protecting me because they didn’t think I was smart enough to figure it out. I shoved my hands in my pockets and stood there contemplating the request for a meeting. I didn’t answer yet, but figured if she was going to run off – I should see her one more time knowing I’d regret it if I didn’t.

“Alright, I’ll meet you there in an hour.” Pausing, I kneeled under and looked at her. “Don’t forget about me alright?” The worst thing that could happen was that she would start tinkering again, losing track of time and forgetting me at this waterfall. That would suck literally the most. Still with my hands in my pockets I started off towards the location she gave me. I was good at following directions, guess it came with the job of piloting. It didn’t take me too long to arrive and I sat down and looked up at the sky, made me miss home a bit, but nothing else. Finding a spot to lean lay down, I rested my hands under my head and closed my eyes.

I waited for her to come and I hoped she would. [member="Mira Gyndar"]

 

[Writer]

Mira nodded as [member="Liam Quez"] peaked underneath the fighter, leaving her alone for a brief moment. She took that moment to gather her thoughts and her tools and tossing – then she roughly tossed them in her bag before throwing them in the cargo compartment underneath the XJ-IX fighter. She sighed, maneuvering the sled out from underneath the black, star-flecked vessel as ‘Sneaker’ came up behind her and warbled loudly, causing her to jump. With a groan she turned around and slapped the light-blue and chrome dome of the droid. “Come on now! Seriously!”

He let out a flat tone of disapproval before dragging her bag behind him and placing it next to her Starfighter before swiveling to face her. His series of beeps and whistles caused her to raise an eyebrow and gesture. “No, I don’t believe he should know where I’m going – besides you aren’t going either.” The droid wailed loudly and rocked back and forth. “I’m taking that new R Series unit. I think they called him Whistler? Kinda looks like an old R3?”
The droid let out another flat disapproval before it spun on its wheels and rolled away with various tones – obviously not happy with Mira at the moment. “You’ll get over it.” She muttered before taking her bag off the ground and throwing it in the compartment. She’d climb the ladder and close both the hatch and cargo compartment, locking her vessel up tight – leaving the pad shortly before making her way back to the dormitories. On her way there, she had a wickedly devious idea to mess with Liam – What fun was it to meet at a waterfall without going swimming?

An Hour Later…

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Mira would make her way through the jungle, adorned in her flightsuit with the squadron emblem of the once infamous Twin Suns Squadron – the very same squadron her mother resurrected in the name of the Galactic Republic – only to bring it and its members elsewhere when things went south for her. She never found out why, but here she was – in her own black jumpsuit with the burning orange emblem on her left shoulder and a unique emblem on her right. She didn’t have her equipment with her, nor her flight helmet – just her boots and lightsaber clipped on her side.

She pushed the foliage out of her way as she came out onto a cliff overlooking the center portion of the falls – exactly where she felt the presence of Liam, and there he was, staring off into space. She could feel the small droplets of water pelt her face and the mists begin to weigh on her hair as she spoke up over the roaring water. “Liam!”

 

[Liam Quez]

I had looked at my watch several times, typical girl always late. I wondered if I should have gone to get something to eat before heading up here. My nap was awesome and I was feeling a bit refreshed despite being shot down only an hour and some odd minutes ago. The water was nice against my face, Mira had a good eye for solitary places like this. She thought a lot and it reminded me of Ibaris, they both liked to think a lot. Closing my eyes I felt the mist against my face, I thought of a shower and smirked. I liked showers, they were refreshing especially in space.

My mind wandered back to space and how it felt to be weightless. Don’t get me wrong I really enjoyed being planetside, but there was something magical about being up there among the stars. I’ve learned to really love it ever since I picked up my job as the Princess’ pilot. I was about ready to lean back and relax once again while I waited for Mira, but I heard her voice over the water. Snapping my head in the direction, I looked at her. She was wearing a flight suit? My face showed my confusion as I stood up and scratched the back of my head.

“Mira, why are you wearing a flight suit? I mean if you wanted to show me this you could have just done so back on the hanger.” Though I really didn’t mind, out here I didn’t run into the chance of getting ripped apart by her dad...right? [member="Mira Gyndar"]

 

[Writer]

Mira chuckled softly at his statement of her attire, could he really be this way truly? Did he not share the same emotions that she did whenever they were close together? She knew she did, it was an intoxication that most distilled alcohol couldn’t measure up to. An emotional euphoria that took her a level of satisfaction that even Giggledust paled in comparison. There was part of her which remained not so convinced about these strong emotions for the blonde haired Mandalorian farm boy – then there were certain facets of her emotional being which felt confident in the bond between the two of them.
There was many ways to find out – perhaps this was one way.

If Liam held the ability to feel through the Force, he’d sense her emotions sky-rocket through the roof and her heart beat elevate to levels of almost physical activity. She was nervous, not for what she was about to do – but she had never really been around anyone in such a way – her cheeks were starting to flush. Despite the cool, moist air that rushed off the roaring water of the cascade beyond Liam – she couldn’t find comfort. She noticed his movements, his reactions and before he could say anything she’d reach up and bring a single finger to his lips. “Don’t…” She said with embarrassed smile.

She’d lower her finger and gently slide her hands down his chest, tilting her head to the left as she stared into those azure orbs of his. Her gaze would shift as she watched her hands maneuver around his upper body, across his shoulders and down his arms. Her heart was thumping in her chest – so hard at this point, it hurt. The tiny pellets of water that formed upon her strands of hair began to weigh it down and press it against her face as she brought her attention back up – to those eyes of his. Her fingers would find his, intertwining together, closing the distance between their bodies.
She wouldn’t lie, he felt warm – and she didn’t doubt that she felt warm to him.

Mira took notice of his eyes closing, and leaning in for a kiss, almost to kill the moment but she’d turn at the last moment and allow him to kiss her jawline with a slight laugh. With that, she'd turn her attention back to him and shake her head. Slowly and gently she would start pulling away from him, letting go of his left hand, extending out his right to the very point of where their fingertips were barely touching. A wink would come from her as she spoke. “Have a seat, flyboy.”

[member="Liam Quez"]

 

[Liam Quez]

She was being different and I didn’t know what to do about it. Honestly I’ve never been in this situation before, so I was mostly going off of instinct. As she moved closer I shook my leg, I was feeling a lot of weird things going on down there and in my stomach. I kind of wanted to throw up, not because I was grossed out or anything – nah I was far from that. I was nervous, well beyond nervous. Her finger touched my lips and I stopped talking, my forehead grew hot and my knees felt weak. My chest felt as if it was on fire as she touched me there and I knew my palms were sweaty when she grabbed them. I didn’t know how to breathe right and I was excited. I liked what she was doing, but it was so different from how she reacted back at the helipad. Maybe she felt bad?

I hope this wasn’t out of pity, I hoped it was because she liked me, because I liked her a lot. I enjoyed her company and she was a really good kisser. I knew I felt more, but I had a lot more going on in my head than I wanted to, like Ibaris who I knew was probably pissed off at me because she was probably stranded somewhere without me and the ship. I tried not to think about the consequences of that situation and focused on the girl who stood in front of me. Leaning forward, I tried to kiss her, but my lips found her jawline which again like before confused me. Girls were so damn confusing! I tried not to show my frustration as she pulled away, I tried to step forward but with her command I felt something pull me down and I was in the sitting position. My legs shot outward and I sat there like a good boy. Blinking, I laughed nervously.

If only I had the force I’d pull her into my lap. Alas I wasn’t blessed with that magic, so instead I patted my lap hoping that would get me somewhere. I really had no idea what the heck I was doing. “I’m sitting now, why don’t you?”

[member="Mira Gyndar"]