Shiraya's Odyssey
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Iris Arani
It was a brief, quiet trip.
Briana sat silently, watching out the window of their transport, her thoughts filled and distracted with the conversation she’d spoken to Astor Daraay about that morning before she and Iris left Ossus. She hated that they had to keep everything secret, and didn’t feel right hiding things from her friends, even if she understood why it was the right thing to do. Iris, Ajinar, and... others… were bound to find out eventually. How long could they keep this hidden?
And… she sighed, casting her gaze back to Iris with a smile and nodding towards the window. Right, later.
“This is where my family's land begins… that row of trees, right over there.” She leaned forwards, pointing out perfectly positioned, delicately trimmed trees. “It goes just up to those trees in the distance and right beyond.” Briana continued to explain, as the Sal-Soren Estate slowly came into view.
The new estate that her mother purchased, sprawled across rolling green hills. It was different from their old home on Naboo, lacking in that old-world charm and distinctly artistic architecture that Briana could pinpoint anywhere, but remained no less beautiful. Roses and ivy veiled the manor, with patios and balconies and staircases sprouting from its sides. The grounds were encased by woods, stretching so far that she could barely see the line of the city beyond it.
“It’ll be mine, one day… probably.” A hint of pride echoed in her tone, but it was tinged with a sort of somber realization. With Brandyn gone, everything that would have been his, fell squarely on her shoulders.
The transport carrying them came to a rest on a private pad just outside the main entrance, a crew of workers looking to be cleaning up from some recent event. With spring in full swing, Briana knew her mother would be endlessly hosting parties to hobnob with the other families of Nobility and improve their image. They were outsiders with the intention of staying indefinitely, connections were imperative to helping them fit in with society.
“Greetings, Mistress Sal-Soren!” came an automated voice as they stepped from the trasnport, Briana smiled, shoving a hand into her pocket. “Hey, Toov.”
‘Toov’ as Briana affectionately named her, had been her personal attendant droid growing up. “What ghastly garb have you fashioned yourself with, mistress?” the droid gasped, her bluish metal fingers grabbing onto the edge of Briana’s brown robes in horror. The droids programming demanded she always present Briana in grand style, something that Briana had never protested against.
She swatted away the metal hand and shook her head in amusement. “They are my Jedi Robes, and they’re plenty fashionable where I’ve come from.”
The droid seemed to bristle, or whatever was the droid equivalent of such, before turning her mechanical eyes on Iris.
“And whom is this lovely young woman that you’ve brought to grace your mothers home with, today?”
Briana’s hand waved. “This is my Jedi partner and good friend, Iris Arani. I brought her along so she could get a break away from the temple. Iris, this is Toov… she’s been with my family since… well, ever since I can remember. She was… is… my personal attendant. Anything you need while we’re here, don’t hesitate to ask her. Now… come on, why don’t we go inside and I’ll show you around?”
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