Wearing:
This
Armed with: Gorgeous looks, Charm
Objective: Investigate
Sera Mina looked out across Atrisia's mountain and lakes from a balcony in the
Castle she had recently purchased. It was a fifteen million credit home, modest by the standards of a Trillionaire. But so gorgeous to behold with it's classical Atrisian style.
After a slew of recent invasions and battles, both
Nathan Bloodscrawl
and his Fiance,
Vera Mina
, had basically decided to throw caution to the wind, and finally get married. It was going to be a big day soon. They were getting married in a traditional Atrisian ceremony in secret.
She wouldn't describe what was between her Mother and soon to be legal stepfather as
Love in the way most sentients would understand it. It was more Mutual Attraction/Healthy Respect for one another. Mother had chosen to marry him in her red headed Espionage Guise and take the name
Alice Bloodscrawl while using that appearance. It was a precaution in case Vera had to defend him in court...what was the point of being married to one of the most ruthless lawyers in the Core if she couldn't represent you due to potential conflict of interest? As "Alice" she would be able to assist him more thoroughly in his field operations. Nathan was not some air headed fool with more credits than sense--He did his killing
up close, like his soon to be wife did.
Tactically, financially, and perhaps on some level even
emotionally, they were perfect for one another. They were staying at Mother's
own palace like estate until the wedding day.
Sera had otherwise been doing what she did best... building connections between Bacta-Works, the company her Stepfather had founded in secret, and the various governments in the Alliance.
It still amazed her on some level that Nathan wasn't angling to take over the Galaxy through sheer economic might. That all of it,
all of it was simply to put him in a position where, if the Jedi Order wanted to get him out of the way, they would
have to negotiate with him to do so, as opposed to going in Sabers blazing. Nathan's real weapon was credits and his mind, not Lightsabers and The Force. He supplied the people they claimed to fight for, and was secretly in charge of possibly the most ambitious Humanitarian Relief Operation in the Galaxy, gradually taking on the immense weight of the Refugee crisis to try and ease the crushing financial burden the Alliance was facing. This, from the father of the eventual monster that had pettily tried to spit on the shoe of
Auteme
right as the Bryn'adul crisis was kicking off.
The more she thought on the situation between Nathan and his
actual daughter, the more tragic it became to her. The Father was becoming what people had hoped the Daughter would be. The Father, for all his coldness, had more nobility in a torn edge of his
pinky fingernail, than his daughter did in her whole body. It was utterly perverse, how things had turned out for him, having to become the sort of person he had likely hoped his Daughter would grow up to be.
The furnishings of Sera's Castle were lavish and rare, another twenty million alone having gone into their purchase. Funnily enough, Sera realized the more expensive a purchase, the more she quickly forgot about it.
On the Estate, she had installed a particular large Bio Bacta Tree in her vast backyard when one of the motion sensors near it chimed at her desk.
Sera, who had been enjoying the view went over to check it, and grew perplexed.
Someone was in her backyard? After all the security she had set up?
Sera sighed. She sent for two
Battle Droids made by her company, and directed them to Apprehend the Intruder and bring him to her for questioning. The Heavy Droids did so, stepping into the Balcony and activating their built in Jetpacks and sped off to find
Jack Sandrow
...
Meanwhile...
The tree didn't consciously respond to Jack...
Nonetheless, there
was a memory. Carried down from those the tree itself had been cloned from.
Jack would possibly catch flashes of men and women in
distinct, horned armor, directing bright grassy fields full of scientists in rows of trees just like it. The echo of purpose, of the Light Side, carried from the tree to Jack, even though it wasn't aware it was saying anything.
But soon, he would hear the approach of the flying Droid Security, about to land to arrest him...