Digital Shadow
There were a few things from her past she was curious about. Who her biological parents was just one of them. She knew she had originated on Coruscant, had been adopted and taken to Zakuul. When the First Order had come, she decided to leave. They were gone again and she felt comfortable enough returning to visit her family.
She hoped they might have more information on her biological family that they hadn't told her. Now she was adult, she felt she could handle anything they could tell her. She had been exposed to the Force and even knew a few skills. More formal training was progressing at a slow pace, but Aren was slowly falling to the temptation of the dark.
Neutrality still lingered on her and she was still not tainted entirely. A few years had passed since she last set foot on the world she grew up on and as she climbed off her ship, she took a breath of the familiar air. Skeeter her porg seemed just as excited and happy to be here as she was.
Carrying him in her arms, her other companions either rode, walked or flew around her. Taking a speeder to her old home, they climbed out. Running to the door, she used her key to open it and ran in to see her parents. Giving them a large smile, she dashed into their arms to give them hugs, kisses and all that stuff a long departed family member would do.
The rest of the day was spent chatting and catching up on things. She did leave out some details of her activities since she assumed they weren't things they would exactly approve of. Eventually she was able to ask what was on her mind only to learn that they knew next to nothing about her biological family.
They were aware of only that she had a brother. Nothing more than that. Since she had been at an orphanage, they suggested she visit there and see if they had any additional information. Wanting to make up for the time they were apart, Aren spent the next few days with them before departing for Coruscant.
Thankfully her ship was large enough to carry her companions and the journey was uneventful. She requested they stay with the ship though and she exited the spaceport. Wrinkling her nose at the stench of the world, she wished for an air filter suddenly. Letting out a sigh, she hailed a taxi and climbed on board. Giving the droid the address of the orphanage, she sat back, closed her eyes and wondered what information she was going to find here.
If they didn't have anything, then she would be lost once again. It had been many years since she had been adopted and there was chance the information wasn't even around anymore. Opening her eyes as the speeder came to landing, she hopped out, grabbed the bag she always carried. Inside were various tools she used for slicing if her Force ability failed.
It seemed the orphanage was a welcoming place and as she approached, the door opened in front of her. A pack of young kids ran out and to avoid getting trampled, she stepped to the side to allow them to pass. Chuckling slightly, she walked in and was greeted by a middle aged woman who shared a smile with her.
Explaining why she was there, it was soon clear it was as she feared. No records had been kept from that long ago in the house. Anything that had been there was still in the census and she was sent packing off to look those up locally.
Letting out a sigh, the young woman walked away and pretended to kick a pebble down the street as she walked. Grumbling to herself about the situation, she continued walking until finding the address the lady had given her.
"Here goes nothing."
Flipping her hair back, she walked in, presented the situation to the droid behind the counter. It pointed her in the direction she needed to go and went back to staring into the space in front of it. She totally considered rendering it useless, but that wouldn't be for the best and instead just tinkered with its personality. The next person to deal with it would find it speaking its mind about how it seemed to think about things.
Laughing slightly, she went to the room where the information was supposed to be and started into her searching.
[member="Vokun"] [member="Lan-Dai Navras"]
She hoped they might have more information on her biological family that they hadn't told her. Now she was adult, she felt she could handle anything they could tell her. She had been exposed to the Force and even knew a few skills. More formal training was progressing at a slow pace, but Aren was slowly falling to the temptation of the dark.
Neutrality still lingered on her and she was still not tainted entirely. A few years had passed since she last set foot on the world she grew up on and as she climbed off her ship, she took a breath of the familiar air. Skeeter her porg seemed just as excited and happy to be here as she was.
Carrying him in her arms, her other companions either rode, walked or flew around her. Taking a speeder to her old home, they climbed out. Running to the door, she used her key to open it and ran in to see her parents. Giving them a large smile, she dashed into their arms to give them hugs, kisses and all that stuff a long departed family member would do.
The rest of the day was spent chatting and catching up on things. She did leave out some details of her activities since she assumed they weren't things they would exactly approve of. Eventually she was able to ask what was on her mind only to learn that they knew next to nothing about her biological family.
They were aware of only that she had a brother. Nothing more than that. Since she had been at an orphanage, they suggested she visit there and see if they had any additional information. Wanting to make up for the time they were apart, Aren spent the next few days with them before departing for Coruscant.
Thankfully her ship was large enough to carry her companions and the journey was uneventful. She requested they stay with the ship though and she exited the spaceport. Wrinkling her nose at the stench of the world, she wished for an air filter suddenly. Letting out a sigh, she hailed a taxi and climbed on board. Giving the droid the address of the orphanage, she sat back, closed her eyes and wondered what information she was going to find here.
If they didn't have anything, then she would be lost once again. It had been many years since she had been adopted and there was chance the information wasn't even around anymore. Opening her eyes as the speeder came to landing, she hopped out, grabbed the bag she always carried. Inside were various tools she used for slicing if her Force ability failed.
It seemed the orphanage was a welcoming place and as she approached, the door opened in front of her. A pack of young kids ran out and to avoid getting trampled, she stepped to the side to allow them to pass. Chuckling slightly, she walked in and was greeted by a middle aged woman who shared a smile with her.
Explaining why she was there, it was soon clear it was as she feared. No records had been kept from that long ago in the house. Anything that had been there was still in the census and she was sent packing off to look those up locally.
Letting out a sigh, the young woman walked away and pretended to kick a pebble down the street as she walked. Grumbling to herself about the situation, she continued walking until finding the address the lady had given her.
"Here goes nothing."
Flipping her hair back, she walked in, presented the situation to the droid behind the counter. It pointed her in the direction she needed to go and went back to staring into the space in front of it. She totally considered rendering it useless, but that wouldn't be for the best and instead just tinkered with its personality. The next person to deal with it would find it speaking its mind about how it seemed to think about things.
Laughing slightly, she went to the room where the information was supposed to be and started into her searching.
[member="Vokun"] [member="Lan-Dai Navras"]