Talaya Rade
Galaxy, Here I Come.

"Pa. .you're not leavin' me again, are you?" Her eyes would see a familiar child, chuckling while holding a cloaked figure's hand. Content. The scene shortly shifted to their hands drifting apart, the child screaming in yearning for her father. Further, and. .further. .and furth-. ."Ma'am. ." Called out in a drowned out masculine tone. "Ma'am!" The word grew louder with each call until finally Talaya was yanked from her reminiscent thoughts. "Ma'am. ." He smiled. "Can I offer you a drink?" With a subtle head shake, she denied. "I'm fine. Th-. ." She huffed abit with a half-cocked grin. "Thanks." Watching the male walk away, she looked down to find herself in a seat. Music ringing in the ear. Dancers atop elevating platforms and dancing within the night club. The drifting female remembered her reasoning for being here. [member="Matsu Ike"]. With the galactic empire at its knees, and her father gone she'd up and left home without a word. With only her name, abit of credits and the clothes on her back in her possession, she'd stand to her feet and approach the necessary folk. "Lookin' for Miss Matsu . ." Looks sideways in honest attempts to remember the rumored name. "Matsu. .Ike. Is she here?" She'd question.