Witches and Wyyrloks (Tygara)

[Elincia Alanis]

"Alright girls, looks like we are done here. But before you get all happy, we have new orders. Our allies has brought a ship and it seems that the ship needs some serious cleaning to do. And guess who'll be going there now. " The Seraph talked. She liked making the cleaning crew suffer, that was for sure. "Collect your equipment and we'll head to the port immediately." Elincia sighed and rolled her eyes, meanwhile picking up some of the equipment from the ground. Well, at least she was going to see a ship, which was interesting enough and not boring like cleaning the same Barracks floors over and over again. "Alanis, be faster." And of course, the Seraph was still there to ruin her day. On the positive side, this whole cleaning process kept her fit and moving. Well, her sense of adventure was different from mopping the floors, but anyway. So she listened, and quickened her steps.

A timeskip later, they would arrive to the port. It wasn't that difficult to find the said ship since there was quite a crowd working on it. The Seraph nodded to the crew and walked towards the ship, and the crew followed. "Is this... uhh... Wyyrlok? We are here to clean the ship." She talked to one of the engineers. The engineer nodded and then the Seraph turned to the crew. "Alright, go in and start cleaning. I don't want to find any place uncleaned." Then the crew would move inside. Elincia was mostly intrigued of the inside decorations, but there was this disgusting smell and rubble and dirt everywhere so her amazement was countered by the need for oxygen. It was going to be one tiring job to clean this huge ship. There were some engineers inside the ship also, doing some calibrations. Anyway, so the cleaning equipment set, the crew would start cleaning.

Sometime later, Elincia and the few of the crew got to a more... one would say comfortable looking quarters of the ship, which Elincia assumed would be the Captain's. As they started cleaning, Elincia saw an open container just near the very comfortable bed, or it looked that way. What a lucky day! Curiousity got the best of her, she moved towards that container to investigate. "Elincia I don't think it's a good idea to snoop around." One of the crew said. Elincia just ignored her and took something that looked like a magazine of some kind from it. "What's the worst thing that can happen, I am just going to... oh..." The reaction didn't take long as she opened the first page. And the second. Then the third... Then took another magazine. "Holy kark." Was she embarrassed? Well, blushing was some kind of embarrassment, right? It seemed like the young Angelii just found the Captain's "special" collection, which contained some... special photos... Which were obviously not PG-13 so the writer wasn't going to explicitly explain. The crew was curious about her overreaction and went to see, just to do the same thing themselves. "Just... uhh... leave it there, yeah?"

"Ummm... yeah nope... I am taking this container." She said aftershock, then added. "It will be more useful to me than.. a dead Captain right?" She laughed. It was at this moment Elincia realized, she hit the jackpot. Thus, without listening any negative comments about what she was doing was wrong, she would quickly put the magazines back to the container and close the container down. Then she picked it up from the ground and carried it closer to the cleaning equipment for easier access when they were done here. Well... at least she got something... and by something, she meant SOMETHING, out of a boring cleaning session, so that was a big plus!

[member="Kaida Taldir"]

 

[Nima Tann]

Well, if you don't count the fact that the ladies have fought in a battlefield with several powerful Sith, endless Stormtroopers, death spitting machines, millions of lasers flying around and all kinds of fun activities before even arriving to the Omega and then killing a powerful Sith Lord and a bunch of Stormtroopers inside the ship just to arrive to the reactor, yeah, he held the high scores. Fortunately for the ego of the HK, Nima was a kind one and ignored that fact, and nodded to his statement about how great he was. "Well he definitely was a great help. Without him escaping would be a lot difficult." She said, and there was no sarcasm in her words because Nima didn't like sarcasm that much, it was pretty rude!

Soon, the celebrations would start. And Ice was right on time to appear once again! Most probably his oh-shinied status was over as he walked exhaustedly towards Nima with the same goofy face. And, things seemed just fine, surprisingly, because no spines were broken or no one was screaming about a huge wolf attacking them. Of course, Ice was not an aggressive mutant wolf but his playfulness was...not very well received sometimes. Nima sighed in relief.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] [member="Tegaea Alcori"] [member="Charlyra Araano"] [member="Makai Dashiell"] [member="HK-36"]

 

[Makai Dashiell]

[member="Nima Tann"] | [member="Elincia Alanis"] | [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] | [member="HK-36"] | @Charlya Araano



It was clear a city-wide or possibly planet-wide celebration was about to happen. Makai found it interesting, he had never really witnessed such things. He had been to Gala for Feast Days and various other holidays and celebrations. Those were a bit different. Falling on calendar years, they were expected and looked forward to. This seemed more impromptu, more catching.


The giant wolf seemed to turn his attention away and Makai caught the tail end of some teasing from Elpsis. How should he know how [member="Myra Elspeth"] was doing? Of course, they were best friends....so....he should know. Life had been busy though and he hadn't been able to send her as many messages as normal. When he was in school, most of his day was one long message exchange with the Arceneau Trade Heiress.


"I haven't talked to her much. We've been busy, remember.....Is this how its going to be now? You can't see you you're suddenly interested in my personal life." Makai gently nudged her, letting her know she was teasing. "Going to live through me now, huh? Don't know if I can live up to your expectations."


Speaking of Ellie, now that he had to send her a message. At least Elpsis couldn't look over his shoulder anymore...

 

[Elpsis Kerrigan]

[member="HK-36"], [member="Nima Tann"], [member="Tempest"], [member="Makai Dashiell"]


Elpsis did not like the way HK talked about Coryth. She felt quite protective of her mother. Her opinion of the droid plummeted further when he tried to claim credit for everything. Nima was being polite and humble, but Elpsis would have none of that.


"Yeah, right, you're so great. How could we have managed without you? Oh, wait, we did. Nima, Lyra and me stormed the citadel and thrashed a ton of Sith and stormies. And Nima and me kicked a Sith Lord's arse," she said irritably, a flare of redhead anger showing.


The adorable Ice and Makai distracted her slightly from her temper. "Live through you? Nah. I'm sure Tempest's gonna give me all the action I need, aren't you, babe?" she asked rhetorically. The Dahomian was being sweet and emotional. Something was needed to pull her out of her glum mood.

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="HK-36"], [member="Tempest"], [member="Nima Tann"], [member="Makai Dashiell"]



Siobhan shook her head and locked eyes with her wife. Kids, she thought to herself. "Elpsis, calm down. You're a professional, behave accordingly. HK, I'm aware you did good work. Now act your age and don't childishly hoard credit. You're, what, 5000 years old, for Ashira's sake." Her tone was stern. A vague disclaimer was nobody's friend.


She patted Nima on the shoulder, as if to say 'you're being grownup, but you're too modest'. "The 'glory' belongs to everyone who helped vanquish the Sith. Now that we've got the debate about who gets 'high scores' out of the way, there's a buffet waiting." Everyone liked free food, right?


Celebrations had sprung up across the Ashira's Light station. By the time our protagonists arrived, the hall in question was probably quite packed, but there'd still be room. The buffet was very large, so one need not fear coming too late. By order of the Star queen, a day of festivities had been declared. Friends of the Tygaran Alliance and Firemane such as [member="Alize Rosenheim"] and [member="Joza Perl"] would've received invitations.


On the way to the grand hall, Siobhan's comm link beeped. It was a call from the Firemane hospital. "My Lady, Doctor Walder asked me to call you. It's about the condition of Acolyte Araano."


"You're free to speak. Out with it," Siobhan said, when she found a private corner.


The nurse audibly cleared her throat. "Well, skin grafts have been conducted and her burns have already begun to heal. She's stable...but in a medically induced coma until her body heals."


Siobhan frowned, and sighed slightly. "Thank you for informing me. Make sure she's well cared for. I believe she's got a sister. Grant her access if she pops by. Keep up the good work." She'd be sending Eileithya or Chesna over, if either of the two were available. Having said that, she switched off the comm.

 

[Makai Dashiell]

[member="Elpsis Elaris"] | [member="HK-36"] | [member="Tempest"] | [member="Nima Tann"]



"I can deactivate the droid if you like. Should be fairly simple."


Makai briefly heard 'buffet' and knew the day was about to get better. What growing boy passed up tables upon tables laden with free food? He briefly hoped it wasn't stuck up 'rich people' food though, the type found at countless balls and fancy auctions. Knowing Lady Kerrigan somewhat though, it wasn't going to be a down-home backwater affair.


"Action?" Makai scoffed, bringing out his comm. "Which is? In bed by eight in the evening, tuned into Dancing With the Galaxy, hoping a washed up Miss Outer Rim will win the show?"


He was, of course, teasing "big sister" Elpsis. He was sure the sight issue wouldn't slow her down for long. Weren't there prosthetic eyes? Of course, it was a personal and perhaps an ethical decision, one to be decided by each person.


Focusing on his comm, Makai typed out a message to [member="Myra Elspeth"]


[Hey Ellie. Sorry about the lack of communication. Been busy. Raided a Sith stronghold for ships. I think I sent you that holo of the star destroyer. Wild! My friend got hurt so I stopped to see her. Think you can come to Dac? Will your Mom let you? I got to get some school time in, doesn't mean we can't hang out though...]

 

[Tempest]

[member="Elpsis Elaris"] [member="Makai Dashiell"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Nima Tann"]

Tempest’s eyes bulged slightly. She coughed. “Ah, yes, certainly will!” That had sounded too enthusiastic. “Yes…I will take good care of you. Not that you need to be taken care of…that is….”

She trailed off and finally coughed in embarrassment and held Elpsis’ hand so the conversation could move past her again. Elpsis was trolling her so well.

 

[Myra Arceneau Dashiell]

Somewhere off in Farmville...

The datapad gave a small little buzz. Things had been pretty hectic lately, and Myra hadn't heard of Makai in a while. The last thing he sent her had been enough to send her into worried fits and she was anxious to hear from him. So when her datapad gave a small buzz of an incoming comm message, she pounced on it like a hungry Nexu on its prey.

Bringing up the screen, the preteen scanned over the message. Immediately her eyes narrowed only to widened. At about half way through the message her face became a bright pink. By the end of it, she had blown a heavy breath from her mouth with a puff of her cheeks.

[Hey Ellie. Sorry about the lack of communication. Been busy. Raided a Sith stronghold for ships. I think I sent you that holo of the star destroyer. Wild! My friend got hurt so I stopped to see her. Think you can come to Dac? Will your Mom let you? I got to get some school time in, doesn't mean we can't hang out though...]

Part of her was upset that he'd taken so long to message her. Another really, really wanted to see him again. Ugh, why did he have to make things so complicated?!

Quickly she typed back: [ Hey, are you okay? You didn't message me for ages! ] okay, so that part was done. [ Wait who was hurt? ] it was silly to be jealous but the heart of a preteen knew no real logical sense.

[ Dac? Maybe... when? ]

 

[Ria Misrani]

Celebrations had begun, and Symara took a seat against a wall. Sanjeet joined her, "still thinking about going down to Corellia?" She asks and gives the LT a look. "Matthieu's is fine, Halifax says they've managed to get into CorSec's HQ. Things are a little hairy right now, but they're holding out." She pours a shot glass filled with vintage Coruscant brandy. "Picked this up before,..." her voice trails, "well before." Sighing her body slumps a little.

Symara took the shot glass and drank. The liquid burned as it made its way down, a cough followed - that was, that was strong. "Thanks," she says and sighs again, "thinking about how we could've done better."

"We did what we could, and we did it well," Sanjeet tells her friend, "artillery shelled the feth out of the Sith."

"Yeah," Symara says with a knowing look and smile, "yeah they did, Mandalorians did most of the leg work."

"Don't worry soldier, you'll get your time," the Major remarks as they watch the celebrations. Ashira's Light was a beautifully designed station and Lavali Sanjeet appreciated the aesthetics. She felt calm, relaxed and as her body settled against the wall beside Symara she wondered about a few things. "Think we could've gotten there faster if we'd had brought the APCs."

For some reason this made Symara chortle and then laugh, "you mean instead of trudging through the snow?!"

Sanjeet laughed, "yeah, or hauling our equipment from the drop site to the Citadel."

Symara's eyes surveyed the celebrations and her eyes fell to [member="Elpsis Elaris"], and @Tempest. "Care to walk with an old cripple?"

"Shut up," Sanjeet teased, "you'll be fine hero."

"Please girl, I tore that landing up." Symara grabbed her cane and stood up, "tore, it, up."

"Mhmm that wasn't the only thing you tore up."

Symara stopped for a second and looked at Lavali with a smile, "girl."

"I'm just saying," Sanjeet added as they laughed together, "c'mon lets walk to the celebrations and then we'll see about putting you on the horn with the good Sergeant so you can talk."

 

[Ria Misrani]

Myrrashai had been given the news regarding her surviving sister's condition. Myrrashai was the second of three daughters from the Araanos, the oldest Yuna had already perished and all that was left now, was Charlyra. The former Jedi Shadow weighed her options she could stay hidden or she could be out in the open. She decided on the latter there was no sense in remaining hidden, especially since Charlyra had mentioned Myrra to her masters. So here she was, on her way to the hospital, knowing that her young, and arrogant little sister had landed herself here.

Someone must have told the staff to expect her, there was no trouble given to her - no request to prove her relation as she was escorted to Acolyte Araano's room. Myrra thanks the staff and walks to sit beside her sister, and watches as the Acolyte breathes, watches as she rest. She says nothing and only sits to observe, to watch and at some point Myrra must have fallen asleep when she wakes up, Charlyra hasn't moved but a nurse is there shifting Charlyra's body so her body would not gain bed sores. "Has anyone else been here to see her?" Myrra asks suddenly, and the nurse looks at her for a moment and then shakes her head, moving about her business. Changing solution bags, changing dressings, and then she leaves and Myrrashai is left alone with her sister who continues to sleep.

 

[Vaena Askari]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


Not even an hour had passed since the Firemane task force returned to Tygara. Thusly, Charlyra had not had opportunity to receive visitors, especially since it seemed she'd been taken to a hospital on the planet, which also took some time. However, at this point Priestess Eileithya appeared in the room, her flowing cloak billowing behind her. The Eldorai healer had been making her rounds, checking up on various patients in the hospital.


The cleric had a serene expression and wore her red hair long, letting it fall down her shoulders. She wore no jewellry except a Ring of Ashira and was dressed in a pair of homespun, purple robes. "You must be Myrrashai, yes?" she asked when she glanced at the young woman, giving her a compassionate look. Her Basic had an Eldarai accent, but it was not that strong. She projected a strong Light Side aura. "I'm Priestess Eileithya, one of the healers responsible for Charlyra's care. She only just arrived here. Lady Kerrigan sent me. I'm a friend of the Fire Order."

 

[Ria Misrani]

Myrra hears the door open and looks up from her seat, she could feel the aura being projected. Providing a soft smile she acknowledges the Priestess's question, "yes I am." Standing the older Araano sibling looks to her younger sister for a moment and then back to the Priestess. "Ah," she understands now, "then you have my gratitude, Priestess Eileithya." Myrra's voice is still soft, tender even as she takes her seat again and gestures, "you may sit, if you like."

The brunette settled into her chair, she would ask how bad or how extensive her sister's injuries were but part of her did not wish to know. Wanting to remain in the dark as much as possible, the old Shadow had, well. Had gotten a little relaxed in her 'retirement,' her eyes fall back to Charlyra's breathing form once more. Funny, she can't think of what to say or what to ask this Priestess. She knew enough of Firemane and Tygara but nothing more than a basic look over. She was new to all of this still, adjusting to just a simple regular life, whatever that was supposed to mean. Who retires at forty something anyway? She did, apparently. "I-" She started to speak but was still at a loss as to what to say, "I'm sorry, I don't know - I don't know what I'm supposed to say," she tells the Priestess honestly.

[member="Tarissa Cadalthor"]

 

[Makai Dashiell]

Makai found a quiet corner to message [member="Myra Elspeth"] back after his comm buzzed in his hand. It didn't take her long to get back to him. It just only made him feel a little more guilty that he hadn't sent something sooner. Others were starting to move but it wouldn't take him long. One was blind and the other was using a cane. They couldn't get too far.


[I'm alright, busy. First Corellia then Castamere for the ships. Barely had time to sleep rather than do anything else. How are you? Whats happening? What have I been missing?]


In the middle of typing one message, a second came through.


[Elpsis was hurt. She's been covering my back on the assignments. Kind of like being followed around by an annoying big sister. She keeps asking about you.]


[Dac? I'll probably be here for two days before going home. Not that far away really. Come on out within the next couple of days. Dad should be home, he loves having you there too. ]

 

[Nima Tann]

The little conflict about 'high scores' was about to get bigger as Elpsis talked, which was the truth actually yet Nima was too tired to get in an argument with the droid, luckily Sio intervened and it seemed that it worked! She smiled and nodded in a slightly painful way when she was patted on the shoulder by Sio because her whole body was covered with burns and wounds, and it seemed Sio managed to find one of them. Fortunately, the pain didn't last that long, which made her sigh. She was happy to hear about the buffet, since she was starting to realize how hungry all this action made her. Ice seemed excited as well, it was his everyday behaviour so it was hard to tell, but Nima knew him well enough and knew how he liked eating food. Hopefully he wouldn't cause some problems in there. "Ice, I want you to be a good boy in there, okay? No jumping on people, no trying to steal food. Okay?" She asked again. Ice was not amused, seemed like he had other plans, but he barked afterwards acknowledging. Why did she think it wasn't genuine at all? "I am serious. I am very tired and I have a huge headache. Please, for once, listen to me." She told again, this time her voice was a bit colder.

Ice barked again, this time mixed with a little whining. He was like a little child, but Nima couldn't find the strength in herself to get mad at him for some reason. Well, actually the reason would be his huge goofy face and puppy eyes when she was about to get mad. So, thinking about this made her smile once again, and the two followed the group to the hall, which the smell of delicious meals started to come in each step. She would hear her stomach rumbling, which was embarassing so her hand reflexively went for her tummy to conceal the sound, which was somewhat helpful but probably some people heard. Well, they wouldn't have to wait for long anyway. Ice decided to be a troll once again and started to run towards the food, probably to bug someone responsible to give him food. "Ice what did I..." Already gone. If everywhere of hers didn't ache, she would facepalm, but only a sigh could escape her lips. "Yeah, go ahead... Will never listen to me anyway." Outside of the battle, Ice was a master troll. Luckily, in battlefield he listened to her. Which was like a miracle if you thought about it.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] [member="Tempest"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Makai Dashiell"] [member="Charlyra Araano"]

 

[Myra Arceneau Dashiell]

[member="Makai Dashiell"]

Myra bit her lower lip. It took almost forever before another message made her datapad buzz again. With quick fingers, the brunette brought up the screen.

Corellia then Castamere?? Well he was moving around quite a bit wasn't he? Then there was the mention of Elpsis. Myra knew about her and had met her from time to time, but with how she'd been relatively isolated when she was younger, the Arceneau Kuhn heiress didn't quite socialize well. Truth be told, it was a wonder Makai could stand her. Half of her life she was mute and then the other half she wouldn't stop yelling or making a racket. Her mother told her she was just growing into herself, but it would be pretty darn dandy if the rest of her would get to growing stat!

Like boobs. Boobs would be nice. Her mother had enormous ones. Why couldn't I have them as well? A sigh and a glance down looked over her stick figure. She was a carpenter's delight; flat as a board.

Shaking those thoughts from her head, Myra quickly tapped back:

[ Oh okay. Is she alright? ] a pause, a little bit of guilt at the ridiculous jealousy from earlier seeped through. [ I think I can make it to Dac then. ]

Her mother wouldn't mind.

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Nima Tann"], [member="Makai Dashiell"], [member="Symara Tarriq"], [member="Tempest"], [member="HK-36"]


Thusly, Ice took off, moving as fast as a speeding bullet. None would get between the mutated, horse-sized wolf and the delicious food that piled up in the lovely buffet, for his appetite was voracious. Coincidentally, an elegantly dressed Eldorai noblelady just happened to cross his path. One of her servant girls was carrying food and drinks for her. Seeing the massive wolf charge towards her, the noblelady shrieked and quickly dodged. Taken by surprise, the servant dropped the tray and glasses.


Some drink spilt on to the aristocrat's elegant emerald dress. "What is this, a zoo?" she exclaimed indignantly. "Is it not bad enough that we must accommodate monkeighs in Ashira's land? Lady Kerrigan, control your beast." Her servant was busy making apologies and wiping her lady's dress.


"I'm sorry. He's usually well-behaved. He just got excited. Maybe he really liked your outfit and was blinded by its beauty," Siobhan deadpaned, not really sounding sorry at all. "Ice, you can't just charge off like that. Someone could get hurt. You almost ran this poor lady over," she said very sternly.


"You mock me. My dress is ruined. I expect compensation."


"Hey, that gives you an excuse to buy a new one. In all fairness, it's kind of last season," Siobhan could not resist making a quip and playing fashion critique. She had strong opinions on that sort of thing.


The noblelady glowered at her. "Enough. Know that I shall not forget this slight. Some of us still remember the Golden Age," she huffed and stalked off, with her servant following after her like a puppy.


"By the way, nice shoes. Are they from Trada?" Siobhan asked aloud, though the lady did not answer. She'd have to go buy a pair that was just the same! Her eyes followed the lady's butt for a moment more, then she turned to Ice. "Really, Ice. I expected better behaviour from you. No, those puppy eyes don't work. I'll get you something to eat, and then you'll sit down and behave. Your mistress has been through a lot of stress today. Now, come on."

 

[Elpsis Kerrigan]

[member="Makai Dashiell"], [member="Symara Tarriq"], [member="Nima Tann"], [member="Myra Elspeth"], [member="Tempest"], [member="HK-36"]


Ice was scaring nobles, Siobhan was being terribly bad at making apologies and Makai was sending not-love letters to Myra. So all was well! There was plenty of food going around and Elpsis was eager to fill her stomach.


This whole being sort of blind thing gave her a good excuse to lean on Tempest and cop a feel here and there. "You're so easy to troll, babe," Elpsis said cheerfully. "You got a lot of other qualities, too! Like...there's that thing you do with lightning," she planted a kiss on her cheek and then dragged her along. What was that thing with lightning? Well, it was not PG-13.


"C'mon. I wanna stuff myself before Auntie Sio hoards all the attention again and speechifies. I always feel like falling asleep when she does that." Someone had to lampshade the fact that Siobhan loved to hear herself talk.


And then Symara joined them after more witty banter with the Major. Elpsis gave the Corellian a smile. Yay! Two older, bossy, black soldier ladies. This was awesome. "Sure, come along. And you ain't that old. Certainly not too old to charge up my landing ramp." Elpsis' innuendo was absolutely awful.


Taking the Lieutenant's hand, she glanced over to where Makai was exchanging mails with Elspeth. Clearly it was time for the redhead to live up to her responsibilities as an annoying older sister. "Hey, Makai, whaddaya doin' there? Sending love letters to Ellie?"


The grand hall beckoned and since they were war heroes and stuff they'd have no trouble reaching the buffet. The Eldorai had a high metabolism, so their food tended to be big on calories. Right now this suited Elpsis because she was starving.

 

[Alize Rosenheim]

Alize received the Countess' invitation with much excitement, celebrations was a welcomed relief from the stress she had been under recently. Hastily, Alize had the servant she had hired after her bodyguard's departure style her hair into an elegant updo, and dress her in a long, cap-sleeved black dress with a lace bodice.

"Thank you," she smiled politely, dismissing the servant, and began on her makeup as she waited for a hired airspeeder to pick her up from her temporary lodgings. Although Alize had felt rather nervous about attending the party, she could feel the nervousness melt away with each careful stroke of her brush. Makeup was her therapy.

"The vehicle has arrived," the servant announced with a gentle knock on the door after some time.

"Thank you," Alize smiled at the servant again, put on a pair of plain black pumps, and left her rented home.

Though she had been excited to meet the Countess - her only friend, again, she was also nervous about meeting others who made this planet their home. First impressions only happen once, and the thought of accidently making a less than favourable one on a planet where she might actually call home after a couple years of leading a transient lifestyle incited butterflies in her stomach.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]​

 

[Vaena Askari]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


"It's alright. There's no 'right thing' to say. You're more used to the shadows, than the daylight," Eileithya said knowingly. Educated guess, or perhaps her empathy doing the work for her. "I understand you're a Yedai as well. You did not have contact with Charlyra until recently, right?"


She reached out and gently patted Myrra's hand. "If you want to stay here with her, I can have another bed brought in for you." Perhaps the doctors would quibble, but it was foolish to question a handmaiden of the Heavenly Mother. "Your sister is very brave and spirited. Too much sometimes. Believes she has to take on every evil menace by herself. A bit like her master in her younger years."


[member="Alize Rosenheim"]

The invitation Lady Rosenheim received would've contained directions to the opulent hall where the celebrations were taking place. It was located in the Firemane section of the Ashira's Light space station. She would've been cleared for landing and assigned a space to dock. A Firemane guard and a very elegantly dressed, black skinned servant girl called Harmony would be waiting for her to guide her to the soiree. Alize might've already met the Dahomian during her visits to Lady Kerrigan's villa. She was also using Quaint Garden perfume, which meant she had a lovely scent.

 

[Alize Rosenheim]

Nervously, Alize stepped out of the airspeeder once it had docked, and the door opened for her wearing the facade of a confident woman. A guard who looked to be associated with Firemane, and a familiar faced ebony skinned servant girl awaited her arrival. Although she couldn't be completely sure, the girl looked to be the same one who greeted her, and her droid when she visited the Countess' villa.

"Hello," she smiled; greeting the pair in a friendly tone she had practised many times before for occasions such as this. "It's nice to see you again," Alize said as she turned to the servant whose name she had forgotten much to her embarrassment.

A look of surprise appeared on the Epicanthix-hybrid's face when she smelt the girl's fragrance. "Is that Quaint Gardens I smell?" she thought aloud. New to business ownership, Alize was always surprised, and flattered when she encountered others who used her company's products. Though her business grew steadily, she had yet to accustom herself to the idea that people actually used, and enjoyed her products.

Excited yet nervous, Alize followed the Dahomian into the luxurious hall where the celebrations were taking place.

[member="Tarissa Cadalthor"]​