Private Rekindling A Flame

[Jonyna Si]

TAG: Taam Moghul

Given the current situation, Jonyna was pretty much stuck on Ukatis for the next few months. She felt it. Bloated, sluggish. She kept up with her work, the Dawn of Hope still hung over the night sky of the planet, but Jonyna had at least gotten herself away from the strenuous work.

No, instead she was dealing with the part she hated doing. The tedium of tracking numbers. Men, materials, vehicles, construction.

She needed a relief. Her growing stomach didn't help her feel any more nimble, and working out wasn't making it any smaller.

A stray text caught her eye.

Taam was coming to visit her.

Suddenly, her heart couldn't help but flutter. What she would give for someone to accompany her on these long nights...

 

[Taam Moghul]

Tag: Jonyna Si

The text missive was sent. Taam sensed it was time. The Dawn of Hope was at Ukatis, where a momumental rebuid effort was underway for the heavily devastated world. While in need of all the help they could muster, Taam was also aware that the Councilwoman Jonyna Si was overseeing aspects of the restoration work.

They had parted ways on good terms, or as good as one might expect. Since then, they rarely had contact, not as friends, not as colleagues. The Galaxy once again exploded, and they each had a role to fill in the massive efforts of the GA and NJO.

But Jonyna had never left his thoughts. He moved on, as she had. Taam kept tabs on her, if he were honest, following her ascention to the Council, rumors of her romances, her manifold actions in the line of service. For his part, Taam had fought on Woostri and Tython, and had taken up a padawan, a Denik no less, kindred of Jonyna herself. They were both doing their duty.

But it was more than just thoughts. They were good together. He was strong and powerful among the Guardians, but she made Taam stronger. Everytime he donned the Cathar armored coat, or picked up the songsteel blade she had forged for him, Taam was reminded of their strength, of the savage binding of their hearts, of the nights that never seemed to end.

Taam wanted her back. Friend, lover, battle partner... what it might look like, he couldn't know. All he knew was he wanted her at his side again. All he knew was that he could never forget those nights.

It would start with a simple visit. Taam knew Jonyna. She was faithful to the Order, and would do her best in orchestrating the work on Ukatis. But he knew her bones would be burning to jump into fire somewhere, to run through a wood, to streak through a fleet. Maybe a visit from an old... whatever... would lift her up.

The Pride arrived amid the Dawn of Hope fleet. And he came knocking on her door.

 

[Jonyna Si]

TAG: Taam Moghul

Jonyna had been stationed aboard the Dawnbreaker, but she'd spent the last month bouncing between ships, checking on numbers, keeping herself busy as much as she could. Because that's who she was. An eternally busy cat, trying to string the wold together.

But today was the first day she felt...tired.

Tired enough to stay aboard the Dawnbreaker, and do it all digitally. Something she struggled with, and basically had to have Dice delegate out tasks himself.

Then a knock came. Her quarters were nice, but it was no Reaper. No Tenacity.

Crawling out of bed, she didn't look her greatest. Slightly messy hair, only wearing her traditional Cathar Cambala., and a pair of shorts.

"Come in." Jonyna purred, as she opened the door. Looking up to the slightly taller Taam, she couldn't give but give a tired smile. "Hey."

 

[Taam Moghul]

Tag: Jonyna Si

It took just a few inquiries to track down Jonyna. He was told by operations coordinators that the Denik master usually made the rounds of the main ships in the relief fleet, but that day was working from her quarters on the Dawnbreaker. Taam docked the modified courier aboard the command ship and found his way to her quarters.

The door slid open.

What greeted him was not the Jedi Master Jonyna Si, Council member and Sentinel of Harmony. It was an attractive but disheveled Denik in a familiar cambala that looked like she just fell out of bed. To Taam, she looked much more like the Jonyna he remembered waking up with. His Lithka. But that was more than a year ago.

It was unexpected, but the curt greeting and the weary tone of her voice spoke volumes of the burden she bore in her new positions.

"Hey..." He replied, stepping in and looking around her quarters. It was comfortable enough, but nothing like the Reaper. His gaze returned to Jonyna, something was different, her figure was...fuller.

"Did I catch you on a bad day?" He added. "I've come to help... and to see you." Taam admitted, wondering if either was welcome at that point.

 

[Jonyna Si]

TAG: Taam Moghul

"I appreciate it, really." Jonyna smiled weakly, before gesturing for him to come inside. "Come on, I just got done making my bed. Might as well mess it up."

As they entered, Jonyna's tail instinctively reached for Taam's leg, as old habits once more died hard.

"I...was hoping to talk soon, honestly. I've tried to keep myself active after I broke up with Jenn, but...I hate being alone." Jonyna sighed as she sat on the edge of the bed. "Sorry, I'm making this about me. How are you?"