Faction Reverie and Respite - [TDF] + Friends

[Braze]

Tags: Jasper Kai'el Novac Lyrikal Ko Vuto Odom Orzmod Saram Kote Medrit Kote Sergeant Omen Silas Westgard Matthew of Valendale Sian Sestoi Jonyna Si Beltor "Bell" Cyrus Tirin Raene Lady Solaria of Valendale
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Following the events on Dromund Kaas, and after great sacrifice, the portals had been destroyed on both sides, severing any path back through that way. The group gathers now on Refuge, having carried their wounded and the souls they managed to free from that dark place. Here, beneath gentler skies, there are no chains left to answer to.

After a few weeks of rest and recovery those who were brave enough to stand up to the evil that has been left unchecked for so long are gathered at Respite to share in one another's company over good food and better drink.

 

[Sergeant Omen]

Omen spent most of his time at Respite growing medicinal plants and bandaging up the former slaves' open wounds as an attendant in the medical quarters at Respite. Other than that, he could be caught observing some of the students' lessons for fun, seeing what had been changed from the lesson plans in the Silver days. But he never completely joined in, always staying to the side and ready to sidestep out of the Jedi's way. The Clone was a guest here, and he knew it. So he did what all good guests did: try to behave long enough that their hosts couldn't just kick you out.

After a couple of days, after everything had settled down, Omen decided for himself that it was time to go. He was missing Aren and felt like he had worn out his welcome. If anyone wanted to find him on that last early morning, he would be found fueling up his Mynock Class and changing his transponder codes to Sith-friendly in preparation for going home.

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[Braze]

Tags: Sergeant Omen ​

Braze wanted to say thank you to all the folks who helped him make a difference to a handful of souls.

He padded over to Sergeant Omen having been alerted to his preparations to depart by his small droid Gizmo.

"I have somethings for you." Braze chirped carrying some sealed containers and a small box.

 

[Sergeant Omen]

Omen raised an eyebrow as he saw Braze approach with the boxes, looking at them with squinted eyes. The Clone could almost imagine them ticking inside. "You know, you didn't have to do this. I just came to help out and to shut a door..." His "conversation" over the comms with Aunt Saram would tell him what door he needed shut. Anyways, he was just another gun in the operation among many and didn't feel like he needed special treatment. But he also wanted to get out of here without the white-haired baby's eyes watering, threatening him by making him feel bad.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, Omen eventually let up, giving the boy with starry eyes that were staring into his soul a tired smile. "What do you have for me?" Might as well see the goodies that he was handing out. Just for science, of course.

Tag: Braze

 

[Braze]

Tags: Sergeant Omen ​

" I made some strawberry brownies, and an iced lemon loaf. It would be a shame if you didn't get to try them. I packed you extra to take home with you to share." Braze said holding up the boxes. He didn't mention what was in the third box that didn't look like a food container that was on the bottom.

"I wanted to say thank you for all your help, too…" he chirped softly, offering the sweets up for the man to take.

Braze was not going to pester him any further in regard to Saram Kote , but he was glad they had at least gotten to see each other again, even if they were only 'good friends,' as far as Braze understood Mandalorian culture. So long as he knew the com link worked both ways was good enough for Braze. He hated seeing possible friend drift apart just because some one was too shy to take the initiative to talk to some one.

He did not yet understand all the small cultural differences, or the subtle inflections tucked between certain words and silences. He was still learning, after all.

 

[Sergeant Omen]

Omen looked between the treats and Braze for a second. He had half expected him to pull out some sort of customized weapon, but all this.. This boy was too sweet for his own good. He gently took the boxes into his hands as he said, "Thanks, I'm going to have to put these somewhere safe. My partner's gonna make me sleep on the couch if I eat them all. You are gonna have to share the recipe for these with me." By the looks of the treats, Aren would make him or EL make a lot more in the future.

Looking into the sky for a moment, the Clone would feel the breeze go past as he glanced into the wild blue yonder. "Seems like a good day to fly." It almost made him forget about the Saran thing for a moment. He didn't know if they were "good friends" as Braze thought, but they were at least on speaking terms till she decided to hide in her work again. Guess that was more than he could ask for. It was funny... If he hadn't met Aren, he might have done the foolish thing and tried to get back together with her, like the past had shown him nothing. Guess that's what being a love drunk idiot got you, being raised high before plummeting back down to earth.

Managing to shake himself out of his thoughts, Omen asked if there was anything left that needed to be done here before he left to head back into enemy territory. He couldn't think of anything off the top of his head, but maybe the Master Jedi had a task or two in mind.

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[Braze]

Tags: Sergeant Omen ​

The three containers together had some heft to them, perhaps more than one might expect. But with little else left to offer, Braze abruptly gave Omen a tight hug,

"I'll be happy to send the recipes to your comm number. Don't be a stranger for too long, and stay safe… May the Force be with you, Mister Omen," Braze chirped in reply, bidding him safe travels. before scampering off before he could reject or complain what the third box contained.

 

[Sergeant Omen]

Omen didn't know what to say as Braze's arms spread around him. It's not like he could hug back. In the end, all he could say was "Thanks, same to you. You know where to find me." before Braze bounced off. Heading up the ship ramp, he looked at what was inside the third container and shook his head at the credits. At least they would go some way to repairing the shop if she let him. Otherwise, he could always use them on a worthy cause, and Jett Vox would like the rocks and shells. Putting the boxes down on a table, he started going around the ship, doing a check of the Mynock's insides as he got ready to head for home.

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