Valery Noble
Valery's words rang true and Colette would try to focus on that as she tried to fall asleep through the night. It was mostly another night of getting the occasional wink of sleep, but dreams and memories began to stir each time that she did. Long forgotten slights, the silent whispers they didn't think the stray would pick up on.
"This little venture is about to be over then?" A woman asked Colette and Valery both. "You will be leaving?"
"Right. Yeah." Colette frowned. "Probably."
"We
are grateful, you know." The woman felt compelled to lie. Or so Colette read the situation.
"Doesn't—" Colette stopped herself. "Yeah."
There were a few remarks the closer to the spaceport that they got to the spaceport. Praises from people that felt more at ease talking to a stranger than an outcast. Colette felt smaller than she ever had. Her shoulders slumped, she walked with a hunch as if she felt compelled to carry the world on her back.
The whole caravan just dissolved as they entered the town around the spaceport. People rushed to reunite with Red, Nix, and the others that had gone with the elder. The elder who was standing with a cane out by the oasis that housed the clans that were currently visiting.
"That's that." Colette mumbled and stepped up behind Valery to look at the happy people. "Our good deed for the year. Or something."
She was just… So tired of it all. The tears were there, just about ready to burst, held back by nothing more than her pride. She didn't want to give them the satisfaction to see how badly they broke her. At least not until,
"Victor!" One of those who had left with Red shouted with joy as he embraced his brother.
"Brandt!" Victor cried out and hugged his brother. "You won't believe what the mystic did!"
"And Colette?" Brandt asked his brother as they separated. "She basically set the plan up the second she found out."
"Nothing. Useless like alw-"
That was it. Colette snapped in two as the tears began to stream down her cheeks like they had so many times in the last few days alone. The kid extended her hand towards her worst bully to let the force drag him through the sand. He let out a scream in confusion and fear that only stopped once Colette held him by the collar in both of her hands.
A torrent of rage bellowed inside of her mind as she stared deep into his soul to find where his heart had once been. There was that small voice in her mind that told her how easy it would be to end all of his torment right there and then. Everyone stared at her in horror. Beyond Keer's visit there had never been any real understanding of what the Force could do and what it meant to wield it, and now someone that had once been their own was using it against them — and for violent means no less.
Colette was different from who she was back then, that was true, but that didn't mean that it was for the worse. Her hands tensed until her arms shook. She wanted this man dead more than anything in the world but her conscience still held her back. Her breathing began to run ragged, each of them grew wetter than the next as she struggled to do anything.