Lilla was feeling better by the second. The combination of the droids help plus the healing properties of the Force were having significant benefits.
Posted 19 June 2018 - 05:18 PM
Posted 20 June 2018 - 12:41 PM
The crying subsided shortly after Dax left, and the man returned a couple moments later, an infant Zeltron in his arms who kept tugging at his hair giggling as the man winced periodically, "I can-ow-whip something up. Whatcha feeling? Ach, blast it Saya!" the man managed to get out in between bouts of pain as the tiny being gained growing interest in the sounds of pain Dax let out.
Posted 21 June 2018 - 10:07 AM
Lilla was not in the least motherly. She cared for the weak and oppressed, and children – especially babies – fitted into that category. But she never understood the need to cluck over little ones, the way some women did. Was it a natural thing? Did that make her unnatural?
Posted 21 June 2018 - 03:51 PM
Dax could see the look in the Jedi's eyes. It was one he was well acquainted with. "She's not mine. Not really." he told her as he readjusted his grip on the tiny Zeltron, "She was with a Sith when I found her, apparently a 'tribute' from her parents, I imagine so they could all go on living. I tried to find her parents, but I came up with nothing." his voice didn't hold any disdain or irritation. In fact, it was quite the opposite, the Rogue had grown quite fond of the little girl, "I never planned on having kids. Ever. But, the Force works in mysterious ways sometimes." Dax shrugged as he said this. "Anyways, I'll cook us up something easy. Feel free to take a look around or catch some shut eye or whatever." the Rogue said, leaving to go start some food. The Revenant Dawn wasn't a large ship, so if Lilla Syrin elected to take a look around she'd find the usual armory/cargo hold, a main living area, furnished with a holo projector, some games, etc, and Dax's personal quarters, as well as Saya's room.
Posted 25 June 2018 - 03:20 PM
Lilla smiled. "I'd say she's yours, in as much as you'd be hard pressed to tell her any different." Lilla did not know what it felt like to have parents, or even family -- but she expected it was a bond that was given unequivocally and without any expectation of return. She suspected the infant felt that way about Dax and vice versa. Yes, she could have used her empathy to ascertain how accurate her summation was -- but she chose not to. Some things were too private to be proven one way or another.
"And yes, I'll go for a short wander -- the exercise will do me good, take some of the stiffness out of my limbs."
Posted 25 June 2018 - 08:34 PM
"I suppose so," the Rogue whispered quietly to himself as he left the Jedi to her own devices. Now that he was being forced to think about it, the idea of being an actual father to somebody terrified him. He had no clue how to do that, his only father figure had been his master, but that had consisted of lots of training and hunting down criminals in a desert. He hoped Saya wouldn't take that path if only because it had brought him so much trouble and grief.
As the Rogue placed the child on the counter she looked up at him with the big, curious eyes of an innocent. "I guess you're my responsibility now huh?" The tiny Zeltron let out a bubbling giggle as Dax spoke to her, "I'm gonna have to figure out how to raise you to not be an ass like me...aw hell...I'm gonna need help, aren't I?" The girl reached out and grabbed his sleeve, tugging it as if she were experiencing the sensation of cloth on her skin for the first time.
Where ever Lilla Syrin went, she'd see the hallmarks of a life on the road. Slightly dirty walls, ceilings and floors. Scratches and the occasional stains on furniture. But in Dax's room alone was there anything that gave evidence of a life beyond the Void. Besides the clearly Ancient Sith and Jedi artifacts, or the lightsabers on the stand, there was a single picture. It was an actual picture too, not just hologram. It showed Dax and a snowy haired woman with fox ears and tails smiling at the camera that Dax was evidently holding, guessing from the outstretch arm.
Posted 26 June 2018 - 09:38 AM
Parents were not something Lilla was an expert on. Bu in Dax, she saw someone that cared – and she figured that had to be the most important attribute. Nobody could be a truly natural parent that was 100% right all of the time. Nor was there, as far as she was aware, a flimsi on the subject.
Posted 26 June 2018 - 12:07 PM
"Food's ready whenever you are." Dax said from behind the Jedi as he stepped into the room. At some point or another he'd quietly crept up behind the woman. He had a bad habit of being too quiet on occasion.
The Rogue looked over to what the Jedi had been looking at, the picture, "That's Ki, my better half. That was taken during a voyage to the Firefist Galaxy on an exploration mission for the Coalition." he explained as he walked over to his collection of sabers and picked up the one with the curved hilt, rubbing his thumb over a scratch near the emitter. Putting it back down he said, "Hope you're not a vegetarian. I shoulda asked, sorry."
Posted 27 June 2018 - 02:41 PM
Lilla smiled as her host mentioned food. She saw eating as a purely functional activity - not that she didn't appreciate well-cooked food, but rather she ate most often to provide fuel for her body. Nothing more and nothing less.
And all that exercise plus her medical work had left her mentally, but more importantly, physically drained. And she needed sustenance.
"Thanks, and no...I'm not a vegetarian. I tend to eat just about anything - even ration bars!" It was true that, despite their blandness, when on missions she tended to eat nothing else - given they were a perfectly balanced meal in a convenient wrapper. Even if they were relatively tasteless.
"What does Ki think of the little one?" she asked - more comfortable to rate the subject, given Dax broached it first.