Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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A captain once more

"Captain's log: this will be my final log as captain, at 0800 Galactic standard time a small but heavily armed corvette approached the aft quarter of the Europa, upon seeing it we moved to engage, fearing it to be pirates or some other filth, so upon opening fire on the small ship and sending it up in flames we found that it was merely a smuggler who was working for the navy, because of this I have lost my commission. End captain's log"

These words played over and over again In Rhea's mind as she sat at the end of a bar somewhere on Coruscant, it was teaming with filth and corruption but she couldnt care less at this moment, all she could think of was losing command of her ship, it was only her impeccable record up to this point that kept her out of prison. The small blonde tried to think back on the good times, her first successful op as captain but it only made her feel worse

[member="Alexandra Feanor"]
 
[member="Rhea Io"]


Solan always looked for those who needed to pick themselves up by their bootstraps and to give them a new place where they had lost it. And while normally those people he recruited for for his home and the planet he used to rule, these days it was for the Republic and that was why he was moving between houses and buildings in an old district on Coruscant that Solan had favored long ago. It was these people that Solan had found himself talking to and enjoying the time of, and where he had learned a bit of information regarding a captain who was drowning her sorrows away.

The exact situation wasn't common knowledge, but people could figure out alot about someone when they put their mind to it and were given a decently significant amount to go on. After all, a small blonde who seemed dragged through the mud as far as mood goes, with an obviously well kept look about themselves. That was someone who had hit a rough patch and normally led a decent life.

So Solan slid into the seat beside Rhea, waving a hand at the bartender and saying nothing at first. For now he wanted to see if he could see for himself what might be lying inside that young woman and what he could see was something a bit interesting to tell the truth. She seemed so absorbed in losing command of her ship that she was absent to the thought of what kind of place she was in.

"Im guessing you don't stop by this area often."
 
It was rhea was very much inside her own head. She had dwelled on the fact she had lost command that nothing else had even crossed her mind, it wasn't until the man took a seat next to her that she was shaken from her own head, she looked over at him and took in what there was to see analyzing him to the best of her abilities.

As he spoke she listened and then spoke in her light singsongy voice "No, this is actually my first time how about yourself?" She knew this man wasnt from around here, he looked to well upkept and he reminded her of officers she had served under, his posture almost perfect, his voice one that demanded respect from all who heard it

[member="Solan Charr"]
 

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