Mirialan Meet Up

[Iturizu Yuvie]

This month had been a busy for Iturizu, first some rouge Sith Lord attacking Lothal and killing people left right and centre for no specific reasons, bringing a star destroyer with him and causing a massive fire fight. Then the war with the First Order, Sith Empire and her former faction the Galactic Empire all going to war against the Galactic Alliance and her allies. The finally there was the learning the basic s of alchemy and crafting a new set of armor, which although fun was still time consuming and tiring, making Iturizu long for rather long break away from work.

As such the mirialan had found herself on the space station of Laertos, an old and still current meeting place for rebel operative and similar people, on the border of GA and FO space to allow for quick response. Though a mere space station the floating hunk of junk still ran a decent and neat bar safe from the petty crooks and bounty hunters that most cantinas where trifled with, still that was not to say the place held its own amount of desirable.

As such the former inquisitor had taken up seating in one of the back booths, donned in her old imperial robes, legs crossed and hands folded as she contemplated her most recent events, while also running her eyes along a data pad that sat on the table.

[member="Liuna Ondizi"]

 

[Liuna]

Liuna had been traveling quite a lot recently. Her work with the Silver Shadows was keeping her busy. She didn’t mind, it was good to keep busy… it kept her from growing too restless or bored. However, such travel made her feel like ships had become her new home – it wasn’t the most comfortable way to live. And so, she was glad for a brief stop here on Laertos.

This station was well known for its ties to the rebels… both past and present. It was something of a relief. After all, she was all too aware of the close proximity to First Order Space. Liuna had been present during the First Order’s most recent attack on the Alliance, the memories were still fresh. But today she figured that she didn’t have much to worry about, after all, there was nothing about her outward appearance that would tie her to the Silver Jedi.

After giving her leather jacket a small tug, she made her way into the station. It seemed to be full of spacers, mercs, and maybe bounty hunters, too. It was a right rough crowd, but she felt like she fit in well enough. She’d spent a large part of her life traveling as a mercenary; this was just a walk down memory lane. Entering the cantina, she moved to the bar to get a drink.

As she turned to survey the scene, she happened to spot another Mirialan woman sitting in a booth.

“Greetings,” She said in their native tongue, as she walked towards a table close by. She didn’t want to intrude, but it was always nice to see another member of her race… especially so far from home.

[member="Iturizu Yuvie"]

 

[Iturizu Yuvie]

(OOC, it is commonly believed that Mirialans speak German)

Yuvies eyes deviated from her data pad as she was approached by a stranger, soon realizing that said person was another Mirialan who proceeded to great her in native tongue, something she had not heard since her old inquisitor instructor, who so happened to be one as well. "Guten Tag, kann ich dir etwas helfen"? most likely the woman was just looking to converse with one of her own, there kind not being very commonly seen around the galaxy, even more so since the Sith Empire too control of their home world, closing off its ports and limiting travel.

It was a sad though but there was not much Yuvie could do, only keep serving the Alliance to the best of her ability and hope one day the get another chance to liberate her home world, in the mean time she needed to relax, what better way to do that then having a pleasant conversation. "Bitte hinsetzen", she motioned for her new companion to take a seat at the table, pushing the data pad to the side for the moment.

[member="Liuna Ondizi"] Translation
(Good day, is there something I can help you with?)
(Please sit down)

 

[Liuna]

Liuna smiled when the other woman responded, and she shook her head softly at her question. “Nothing like that, just wanted to say hello.” She said, offering a small shrug. “I wouldn’t mind some company though.” She added, just to make it clear that she was looking for some conversation.

She was relieved when she was invited to sit, and she joined the other Mirialan at her table. Her dark eyes sized up the lady across from her, and she guessed that she must be around the same age. The other Mirialan also had dark hair, but had a rather elegant look to her -- a word that Liuna would never choose to describe herself. Her gloved hand lifted her drink up and she took a sip. However, it was also at that moment she remembered her manners. An apologetic glance was sent across the table at her new companion.

“My name is Liuna Ondizi,” She said, offering her hand in greeting. “Who’re you and what brings you all the way out here?” The young woman was a bit forward, but it was all born of curiosity. “Well, if you don’t mind me asking.” She added in, just for good measure.

[member="Iturizu Yuvie"]

 

[Iturizu Yuvie]

Yuvie returned a small smirk, but did not act to casual about it, something she would have to get more used to for mission purposes as well as when out with other members of the Alliance. "Ja, es ist schön, in guter Gesellschaft zu sein. Es ist lange her, dass ich mich mit einem anderen meiner Rasse unterhalten habe". With the Sith now controlling Miral and most of the outer-rim, her kind was not really given the freedom to leave as they wished, not that their kind was very common to begin with.

She studied her new companion as she sat down, her hair was a long wavy dark brown, in line with a dark jacket and under shirt, defiantly causal clothing, but also looked like they would come in handy during a sneaking mission or sorts, there skin colour similar to one another, being a light almost yellowish green. The woman's tattoos being inverted version of her own, minus the one on her own forehead and chin.

"Nun, es ist schön dich [member="Liuna Ondizi"] zu treffen", Yuvie moving forward slightly to shake her hand, a polite a proper greeting, "Mein Name ist Iturizu Yuvie". She broke of the shake returning to a well poised position on the couch, taking a sip before returning to galactic basic to answer the following question, her native tongue not always having the right words to express her position. "I am just on leave for now, getting away from the action for a bit, resting and relaxation, but also close enough to the front line least I am needed for something, hows about yourself Ondizi"?

Translation
"Yes, it's nice to be in good company. It's been a long time since I've talked to another of my race".
"Well it is nice to meet you Liuna Ondizi".
"My name is Iturizu Yuvie"