Cora Passek
An Angel with a Shotgun
[member="Sven Talith"]
Two Weeks Prior
Cora had realized something had been missing in her life, a friend. The only she still had, there was only sparse data messages shared between the pair. Detailing a little of her life, reading a little of his. So much had changed in the last few years and it only felt right to reach out after the events on her safe haven of Atrisia. No longer could she go back to the only place she had ever called home since ... Shutting her eyes tightly she forced the thought from her mind, not wanting to think of the death of her family anymore. Though the small brief thought lit a bit of a fire in her heart. There were still Sith, still problems that needed to be taken care of.
Finally after a long silent spell she reached out, sending a new message. In it asking him to meet her at a little shady bar called the Song and Dance on Corellia. She gave the time, the date and only hoped he'd make it in time to catch her for still with all that had happened, she could not stay in one place for more than two days. Things tended to get messy and complicated if she did. And messy and complicated, she already had enough of to deal with right now.
Corellia - The Song and Dance - Present Time
Her old bar, her old haunt. It had been ages since she'd been here, to the point the barkeep barely recognized her as she approached. But after a moment the connection was made. "My dear girl, I've not seen you in at least three years! Where have you been?"
Her express turned a bit grim as her old friend reached beneath the counter to grab her a bottle of Scotch. "A good question, and too long a story for tonight I'm afraid."
"Yea, I heard on that bounty business, terrible stuff but you always were a trouble maker. You still owe me a new back door you know. There are still holes in it from the last time you graced my bar."
"Just put it all on the tab Jeire. All on the tab, with all the favors I owe you as well." Winking, she now was smiling brightly, feeling at home for a change. Everything for her had started in this bar. And still after all the bars across the galaxy, she loved this one the most. Nothing else felt like home. Reaching to her pocket she went to withdraw the cred coins to pay for the bottle, but he waved his hand, to stop her.
"Not tonight Cora, it's on me. For seeing your beautiful face bring hope to this place. Truly dear, I'm just glad to see you alive and well. So considering it a gift." Now truly smiling the blonde took the offered glass and bottle to head for her favored spot, the corner booth nearest the exit as she always preferred it. Safer in her eyes, though even Cora not fool enough to think she was ever truly safe. "You drinking alone tonight?" He asked before she headed off.
"No, not tonight, meeting an old friend."
"Hope it all works out well for you darlin', you deserve that much." With that he returned to cleaning glasses and tending to the handful of other customers in the bar, leaving Cora to her own devices. He knew all too well how many 'old friends' had turned on her rather than remaining loyal, seen it end badly for her far too often. So sad to see a beauty like that all alone in the galaxy. He could only hope the woman would find better luck in her stars soon.
"If you only knew..." She spoke with a small but soft smile upon her lips as she took a seat and settled in, opening the bottle and pouring herself a glass.
Two Weeks Prior
Cora had realized something had been missing in her life, a friend. The only she still had, there was only sparse data messages shared between the pair. Detailing a little of her life, reading a little of his. So much had changed in the last few years and it only felt right to reach out after the events on her safe haven of Atrisia. No longer could she go back to the only place she had ever called home since ... Shutting her eyes tightly she forced the thought from her mind, not wanting to think of the death of her family anymore. Though the small brief thought lit a bit of a fire in her heart. There were still Sith, still problems that needed to be taken care of.
Finally after a long silent spell she reached out, sending a new message. In it asking him to meet her at a little shady bar called the Song and Dance on Corellia. She gave the time, the date and only hoped he'd make it in time to catch her for still with all that had happened, she could not stay in one place for more than two days. Things tended to get messy and complicated if she did. And messy and complicated, she already had enough of to deal with right now.
Corellia - The Song and Dance - Present Time
Her old bar, her old haunt. It had been ages since she'd been here, to the point the barkeep barely recognized her as she approached. But after a moment the connection was made. "My dear girl, I've not seen you in at least three years! Where have you been?"
Her express turned a bit grim as her old friend reached beneath the counter to grab her a bottle of Scotch. "A good question, and too long a story for tonight I'm afraid."
"Yea, I heard on that bounty business, terrible stuff but you always were a trouble maker. You still owe me a new back door you know. There are still holes in it from the last time you graced my bar."
"Just put it all on the tab Jeire. All on the tab, with all the favors I owe you as well." Winking, she now was smiling brightly, feeling at home for a change. Everything for her had started in this bar. And still after all the bars across the galaxy, she loved this one the most. Nothing else felt like home. Reaching to her pocket she went to withdraw the cred coins to pay for the bottle, but he waved his hand, to stop her.
"Not tonight Cora, it's on me. For seeing your beautiful face bring hope to this place. Truly dear, I'm just glad to see you alive and well. So considering it a gift." Now truly smiling the blonde took the offered glass and bottle to head for her favored spot, the corner booth nearest the exit as she always preferred it. Safer in her eyes, though even Cora not fool enough to think she was ever truly safe. "You drinking alone tonight?" He asked before she headed off.
"No, not tonight, meeting an old friend."
"Hope it all works out well for you darlin', you deserve that much." With that he returned to cleaning glasses and tending to the handful of other customers in the bar, leaving Cora to her own devices. He knew all too well how many 'old friends' had turned on her rather than remaining loyal, seen it end badly for her far too often. So sad to see a beauty like that all alone in the galaxy. He could only hope the woman would find better luck in her stars soon.
"If you only knew..." She spoke with a small but soft smile upon her lips as she took a seat and settled in, opening the bottle and pouring herself a glass.