A daughter lost at sea

[Solan Charr]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"] and [member="Sanya Val Lerium"] both sounded with their voices ringing out and solans brow rose out of curiosity. It had been some time since he had seen Nicole, sending people after her to find her but none delivering good news. This fact would atleast keep Alexandra from continuing to threaten his life for her sister disappearing. Still, her arrival to that world of all places and with almost no change in her appearance drew curiosity as he leaned against his own hand.

Sanya’s aid in explaining the situation and that Nicole was unharmed was largely unnecessary, having put two and two together by this point. He did appreciate it though and nodded to the woman as she gave her brief breakdown on Nicole’s state of being.

“Normally I would demand you return back to Kesh immediately but I have a feeling you may need to adjust to your surroundings if a hypothesis of mine is correct. Sanya, if you do not mind, see to Nicole’s well-being until she’s fit to return, and make sure she knows when she is now, rather than where she is.” He spoke with a steady voice, watching the two.

 

[Neyana]

[member="Solan Charr"]
[member="Sanya Val Lerium"]

She looks at the man with a rather confused look on her face. He doesn't want her to return immediately? And when did he look so damn old? Questions fill her mind, questions that will be answered sooner or later. Or now rather, as impatient the woman is at this current state of mind. "What do you mean when?" She sputtered out, moving her arms outwards in a rather shocked manner. "We last saw each other a week ago. Right?" Her head soon turned to Sanya, then back at Solan. "Is there something you're not telling me?" Her hands soon moved to touch and hold the table and she stares at the man with a rather stern and partially annoyed look.

 

[Sanya Val Lerium]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

Sanya looked at the holo image of the man in agreement to the request although she was confused by the last part. "Will do, I assure you she will be cared for in the best of my abilities." She said as the channel closed moments after Sarah leaned against the table. Sanya sighed contemplating what he meant. It our right baffled her. "I mean its eight fifty six aby if that is what he meant for me to tell you?" She said sounding unsure. The feline woman looked at the damsel now guest for a while it had seemed. "Look we can work this out I am sure, If anything you have time on your side to think of question to ask and i will answer to the best of my abilities."

The queen stood up as she finished her glass of water. "Maria, please get our guest here a clean set of clothes prepared. Anything casual from my own will do." The droid peered coldly and lifeless till it booted up from low power. "Understood." The woman didn't look at the droid when she spoke. "As for you, if you'd like I can run you a bath. I am sure that it would be a welcoming thing." She felt rude in suggesting it even though it was meant to be taken as politely and hospitably as possible, but Sanya could still smell the stale sent clinging to the woman. It was a blessing and curse of the sensitive smell.

 

[Neyana]

[member="Sanya Val Lerium"]

She watched as Solan vanished and her attention went towards Sanya now. The annoyed look remained. "What do you mean its eighty fifty six?!" Her voice started to sound rather irritated and annoyed, a typical reaction. She releases the table and walked rather close to the woman. "That can't be right, nor can it be true!" She's either in denial of the fact, or just doesn't believe her. "Work things out?! How do you expect me to do so when I've 'apparently' skipped through time!" As she spoke, her voice started to get more angry and distressed.

After having her little outburst, the woman decided to step away from Sanya and gave her a little more space, and turned around to stare at the wall. Pushing all of her anger aside, "Yes, maybe a bath would be nice." Then more coughing occurred followed by a slight grunt.

 

[Sanya Val Lerium]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

Sanya looked at here and didn't understand the confusion. "That is the year and I am very certain of it. If I may ask what year did you think it was?" She asked leading Sarah to the bathroom. It was a large room with a big bath enough to probably fit a few people in. The walls was decorated with rosewood and black tiles, the floor was black marble with golden strips between the gaps. On a wall was a shower head and a stool with many cleaning products on a shelf. It was styled very much like an Atrisian bathing rooms. There was also one more feature to the bathroom. It was a steamer to give off a sauna like feel to relax in. "There is a basket there if you want to put what you have on in there, Maria will bring you in some of mine in a moment and put it on the shelf inside this basket here." She said pointing these things out. "I will get the bath and steamer running, I do have to ask to thoroughly wash off suds before getting back into the bath. To work the shower, just turn the switch to the left all the way then adjust to the heat you prefer." Sanya turned around to look at the woman once more and placed a hand on the woman's shoulder. "If you need any assistance just shout, Me or likely Maria will come and help. Besides I do my best thinking in the bath and will give you a moment to process."

 

[Neyana]

[member="Sanya Val Lerium"]

"Lets see here.. Fifty? No. Forty years behind? I never really paid that much attention to the year." She still sounded rather agitated though, and followed the Croa around to the bathroom. She glanced around the room and slowly nodded to what was inside it. "Oh, Fancy. I like it." She stated, moving over to examine the nice intricate design of the place. When Sanya's hand touched her shoulder, Sarah gave her a slight glare. Perhaps it was from the irritation she had from earlier. "Alright." Though she waits for the Queen to depart before doing anything.

It would be an hour before Sarah fully completed her bath and ready for whatever else might surprise her today. "Ah, much better." Soon even, she began to wander around to try to find Sanya again.

 

[Sanya Val Lerium]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

"You look it too." Sanya said just as she finished prepping food. "I was not sure what you liked, so I am making soup." She said sliding a few of the colourful ingredients into a pan. "Maria tell me when it's been ten minuets." The woman asked turning around and lent against the counter top. "Dose the clothes fit you okay?" Sanya asked seeing that much of it was kinda long for her. "We can go out some point to get some more clothes for you. In the mean time I'll have yours washed ready for tomorrow."

She could not help feel sorry for the woman knowing now that she lost out on forty years, Although that was forty years of wars and even the largest one since generations. Coruscant laid in ruins and so did many other worlds. It was like the galaxy was forever destined to be in a state of war. It made her heart hurt always feeling every shudder of war's leaving echos in their wake. It was worse when she had to fight in them too. Something The woman tried to avoid these days unless it was for her people on Ancora and her newly extended family of the Mandalorians. "So back to the big question, what now?"

 

[Neyana]

[member="Sanya Val Lerium"]

She blinked at the rather kind comment and moved to scratch the back of her neck. "Ah, ehm, thanks?" She wanders over towards Sanya and soon gave her a shrug. "Soups okay. Not my favorite thing in the galaxy, but I don't really mind it, nor do i mind these clothes. They seem to fit me nicely." She halts in front of the pan and just stares at the ingredients curious as to what was being made to be soup! Soup did seem rather nice now that she's staring and smelling the flavors of it. "Clothes shopping sounds nice. I am curious as to what your planet has to offer."

Sarah, on the other hand, felt more confusion then ever. Of course, she had a lot of time to think to herself about this situation, but how it happened didn't sit right with her. She finally moves her body away from the pan and moves a hand over her mouth to cover up a soft yawn. "Mmh. Hmh? Oh. Yes, what do to now. Well, I'll probably try to relearn the galaxy. Do you have any place where I could start?" And she casually moved over to pet the Queen's left ear, not even asking for permission. How rude!

 

[Sanya Val Lerium]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

Sanya chuckled a little at the comment. "Soup is just easy to make and warms you up, I feel like tonight will be a bit on the chilly side. The spices in this make me feel warm I would assume would do the same to you. Besides I like to cook from time to time." She said turning back to stir the ingredients. There was still a few more to be added yet but the time was not right to do so yet. She could cheat with using the force but there would be no satisfaction in that. No this was the way her mom made it when Sanya was little, she did it this way to honour the memories of watching her make this. "Mom used to make me this on cold Corellian nights." She said quietly with the smile only at the corner of her mouth.

Sanya turned once more to look at Sarah as she asked a question. Her face became brave just after remembering a parents death. "Yes, I have logs of most of the goings on in the galaxy in my study, you are welcome to use it." She said watching as her hand reached up. For a split second Sanya assumed there was maybe a piece of fluff in her hair. yet those fingers went straight for her ear. Sanya's face went red, no one had ever gone to pet her. In a way it was weird a little, but it felt nice. "I-uhh mm nya~. What are you doing?" She said even though it felt good. Even her tail flicked around showing the feeling. Her ear would flick as some hairs was lightly brushed sending a ticklish feeling through her. "I don't know if to ask you to stop or to keep going... no one has ever done this."

 

[Neyana]

[member="Sanya Val Lerium"]

"Oh, no doubt about that. Soup does have a habit of warming people up." She watches her mix the ingredients together and stir around the pot. Sarah eye'd those ingredients and did wonder why she didn't just use the force to simply add those in. The force does make everything a lot easier. Why not just abuse it? It wasn't her time, nor place to argue about this. After all, she just met the woman and such traditions are sacred around certain civilizations and people, and Sarah was unaware at how these people acted. "Oh? Well. I rarely cooked anything myself." A sigh escaped her lips.

That did not stop her from continuing this scratch though. "Your study? Alright. Perhaps after we eat you can show and lead me?" Those fingers continue to rack and scratch that ear, and Sarah grinned at the response towards her action. "Do you want me to stop?" And her free hand moved over to try to reach for the second one. Yes, She was enjoying doing this to the Croa. Before her second hand reached for that other ear, the first one stopped and she moved both hands away from her. "Sorry, I just wanted to know if you could actually feel that. Never really met that many of the other races." Her grin remains and she took a step back.