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Varas Ren

Varas Ren

Member Since 25 Jan 2015
Offline Last Active Today, 11:23 AM

In Topic: Ambition & Avarice | First Order Dominion of Tibrin Hex

Yesterday, 04:35 PM

Location: Resort, Tibrin
Objective: Have fun
Post: 6
The starfish had a gooey, prickly feel, but it moved slowly, and as Varas turned her hand to the side, the echinoderm did not slide off but clung, its survival instincts kicking in against gravity. Wide eyes following the creature, she gently sat it back down into the sea.
With the free hand that wasn’t now holding the camera, the brunette clone reached into the pocket of her romper shorts.
“Someone at the resort, gave these to me and said that the parrots are fond of eating them.” 
She held out small pieces of a bright, dried yellow-hued fruit to show Primat. “They smell sweet, but I haven’t tried to eat one yet. Shall we?”
The two took a path off of the main resort that lead into the jungle. The shade from the tree canopy above them, quickly blocked out the sun, causing the picturesque area before them to darken, mist rising from the leafy ground. The jungle was considerably quieter though the faint rush of the tide coming in could be heard in the background.
“Look,” Varas whispered, nudging Primat playfully and pointing.
A low branch was dotted with colorful red and blue parrots, quite crowded with them actually. “Maybe they’re used to getting fed here. They seemed to be expecting us. Want to try?” 

In Topic: In need of a break

17 September 2018 - 09:08 AM

Totally get where you are coming from at times. Be well and get some rest. <3



In Topic: Ambition & Avarice | First Order Dominion of Tibrin Hex

15 September 2018 - 04:32 PM

Location: Resort, Tibrin
Objective: Have fun
With: Primat Ren
Post: 5
Soundtrack: Your Lovin’
In the distance, Varas could hear the rhythmic tapping of bongos or some other type of island drums. All senses were suddenly assaulted with the pleasure of island life - her lover in front of her tentatively circling around, trying to make out the best way to catch the sea creature, the water lapping on her smooth calves, the sun warming her face and the drums tapping out a conga-like beat. 
She held the camera up and said, “Smile!”
Varas pointed the holo-recorder down at the water and seeing all of the colorful fish, exclaimed: “Primat this depth would be great for snorkeling!” Oh whoops, you're supposed to be filming him and obviously keeping quiet as my babbling on would just ruin the footage.
Focusing on her lover she watched him gently place the creature into his hand, and now he held it out for her to hold it. Holding the camera in one hand - as steady as she could get it - she turned her palm upward, and Primat put the exotic starfish into it.
“It’s so beautiful,” she said in a whisper, fascinated and unafraid. Pointing the camera back up at him, she caught his sheepish grin, so adorable and heart-warming at that moment. “Good job, baby. Maybe we can find a parrot next!”

In Topic: Returning Home

15 September 2018 - 04:10 PM

“I can’t wait,” Varas responded. A line of speeder taxis suddenly appeared all vying for the couple’s credits. The Knight of Ren flagged the first one, driven by a female Chiss. She climbed into the back to let Primat negotiate with the driver and give her directions.
“I’m flattered, baby,” she said to him, using a pet name, one she’d picked up from a holomovie. Sweetie, honey, pateesa, pet, mesh’la, dear. Those had been considered, but baby just flowed the best off of her tongue. “I-I want to be your family no matter where we are stationed.”
Thinking of family as they began the journey to Primat’s parent’s farm, Varas thought about how she would describe her own parents. Biting her lower lip in consternation, she mused on this for awhile, pensively glancing out of the window. “So I am planning to be somewhat truthful to your mother and father about my parents. Tmoxin, my mother is a politician for the Confederacy and Kyrel? I guess I will call him by his familial name, Thomas and explain that he is a man from Dossun. Not quite sure how to explain the estrangement. Maybe we can say they both didn’t approve of our desire to help the Peace Corps in dangerous war zones?”

In Topic: Returning Home

13 September 2018 - 11:28 AM

Dark brows furrowed in concentration, Varas listened carefully to Primat. He was right in a way about Sieger and the Ren leadership. Maybe her grievances with the First Order had to do with politics and not necessarily with ideology.
As the shuttle dove into a bumpy landing, cutting off the discussion for a moment, once they hit the solid ground of the launch pad, the clone said, “I guess… I don’t even know what the right way of doing things is.”
But soon her gaze was distracted to the beautiful city before them, the towering skyscrapers, horizon dotted with starships, transports and even birds. “Wow, I didn’t realize that Akarr was so big. The way you described Tamora… well, I expected more of an agricultural world.” She slung her bag across her shoulder, the strap so long that her belongings nearly brushed the ground. Varas looked over at Primat studying his expression, which she found hard to read. She knew he was excited, but his wonderment of Akarr seemed a little different than hers. Was there a wistful nostalgia there imprinted upon his features? Was he nervous?
As she waited to see if they were getting picked up or would need to hail a speeder, she asked, “Do you ever get homesick? I mean, not know obviously, but when we’re at the Bastion or something?”