Private Salt Flats and Cured Meats

[Connel Vanagor]

Tieing off loose ends
Crait
Old Rebel Base

Michael, Gabriel, Azrael, Sariel, Raphael, Jeremiel, Connel, Raguel
[Any text in brackets signifies comm-link usage and not face to face conversation]

This place…

It was salty… put him in the mood for cured meats.

Buster was having a BLAST playing with a couple of Vulptices, running and hopping around. That made the trip worthwhile, but it was clear he was going to have to find another location. Nothing here was pointing to the person he was looking for… someone who had once called so many here…

… no… not Mother Askani , but the real @Romi Jade…

He wasn’t a weak kid anymore. He did not look at her as “Auntie Romi”, no not anymore, he had no hatred towards her, or even ill feelings, but really just someone slowly breaking under the state of the galaxy. No, not the wars, not the constant threats, Connel was losing something in himself.

Maybe that is why he is out here… finally keeping his father’s promise…

Romi Jade
Personal Effects - Omega Squad Loadouts - Shadow Sanctuary - Enterprise​

 

[Romi Jade]

OLD REBEL BASE
Crait​

The wind glided through the salt plains as Romi stood beside her ship, cloak snapping in the cool air. She looked on, squinting for the horizon, arms folded into one another.

Crait -- quiet, empty, defiant in its stillness; it was just like it was when she was here last. Now, the galaxy had unraveled completely just as she'd foreseen, maybe even worse. Her focus had really been on trying to carve out her own space on Olega though; she'd been sought out, summoned, and called upon ever since.

It'd become increasingly tougher to take some time for herself lately, but she understood, especially during times like this.

She hadn't come for hope, to inspire it, or anything of the sort, not anymore. That had passed. However, Connel's message had stirred something faint in her, a lengthy thread of loyalty. She and his father had shared a friendship once, believing in one another, and that still meant something. So she came, not as Master Romi Jade, Askani, savior of anyone, but just as a woman respecting a real relationship, it just so happened to be on a empty world.

She was in a season of tying off loose ends, and letting the cards fall where they may.

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Connel Vanagor​

 

[Connel Vanagor]

Tieing off loose ends
Crait
Old Rebel Base

Michael, Gabriel, Azrael, Sariel, Raphael, Jeremiel, Connel, Raguel
[Any text in brackets signifies comm-link usage and not face to face conversation]

She was here…

… he could not pinpoint her aura… but then again… he wasn’t really trying. It didn’t matter where she was exactly, she was here, that was the important thing. Maybe the past does mean something to some people. Not “kill it if you have to” like others approach it. Maybe he was one of these points, didn’t want to be, but maybe nonetheless.

He whistled to Buster who was having too much fun playing, the poor little guy thought he was in trouble, it brought a tiny smile from the Shadow’s face. You’re okay, Buddy… here you want a treat?

He knew THAT word…

Master Romi Jade, Mother Askani, just a woman, whoever she was today would see Connel sitting on the little makeshift stage she once stood on, handing out morsels of cured nerf loin, and a Gallinorese Mountain Aak Dog going to town on them, even a couple of Vulptices curious sniffing and enjoying each piece they try. If Buster could speak, you could tell by his facial expressions he would be saying something like “Hey! This is pretty GOOD!”
Connel didn’t look her way, not out of disrespect, but because his best friend was anchoring him right now. So he sat there, helmet/mask down at his side and every fourth/fifth piece he pulled out of the little bag. Believe it or not, I’m glad to see you.

Ironic that he hasn’t looked her way yet.

Romi Jade
Personal Effects - Omega Squad Loadouts - Shadow Sanctuary - Enterprise​