Private Memories

[Cassian Abrantes]

Naboo
Abrantes Estate-Barracks
Anora Vahn
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The steady rhythm of fists striking the punching bag echoed throughout the training room. Cassian Abrantes had been at it for some time, his breathing measured as he delivered one punch after another. Yet, the longer he continued, the more aggressive his strikes became. His thoughts wandered through everything that had happened over the past year, his captivity, his recovery, and the endless assessments that had determined whether he was fit to return to duty. He had passed, barely, but even that victory offered little comfort.

His punches came harder and faster, frustration finding its way into every strike. Memories surfaced that he would have preferred to leave buried, and before he realized it, a particularly powerful blow sent the punching bag crashing from its mounting and onto the floor.

"Ah, hell..."

Cassian stood there for a moment, breathing heavily before releasing a long, tired sigh. He rubbed a hand across his face, then stepped forward to retrieve the fallen bag, lifting it back into place and securing it to the rack. Taking several deep breaths, he rolled his shoulders and raised his fists once more.

And then he started again.

 

[Anora Vahn]

Tags: Cassian Abrantes

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There were very few people across the ever expansive Galaxy that Anora Vahn cared enough about to drop everything and make time for. The list was small for a reason, time had taught Anora who was worth holding on to and those who were a total waste of time. This lesson had been learned the hard way more than once, but she had finally let it sink in completely. As such, when word had finally reached her that an old friend was in fact alive where she had thought him dead and gone? There had been no hesitation in her decision to travel.

It had been a year of silence. A year she had come to the worst of conclusions, held out hope, and eventually attempted to process and accept. Friends were not something the brunette made easily, so acceptance had come at the price of broken knuckles and bruises. So to get word after all this time that Cassian was in fact alive? The emotions rearing through Nora were at battle with one another for control and remained that way as she arrived at the Abrantes Estate. She was quickly pointed in the right direction of where she needed to go to locate her friend, and when she found him all she could do at first was stand there and huff.

Alive. He was alive. Clearly battered and troubled, but alive.

"I should beat you where you stand!" By no means a proper greeting, but anyone who knew Anora well, knew that it was the closest thing to an upset, relieved, and wholehearted exclaim as it could get.