Calm Your Mind, Let Go of Hatred

[Liliane]

Lilin sat and took a sip of her coffee.

It was a nice café somewhere near the woods where in a nice garden, a person had opened a great coffee shop where people could go and enjoy a warm drink. That's where Lilin was at that moment. It was on one of the random planets the girl visited. The more she traveled, the less she cared about planet names or keeping track of which planet she'd been to.

All that mattered was exploration and adventure.

Her eyes moved to the painting on one of the walls. It was supposed to portray a scene of two people drinking tea. The owner had told Lilin it had a special meaning to the place and to the whole sentient kind -- it was supposed to be a sign of understanding, peace and unity. She could kind of tell why it was so, even though she would have chosen a different painting to portray that.

But what could she say... the painting matched the coffee shop.

Then she moved her eyes back to the coffee. She was in Silver Sanctum space, that's what she knew. And even though she hated the faction, she had to admit they had a few admirable planets under their control. That made her feel an emotion inside which she couldn't classify as anything. It was like a mixture of happiness and admiration, yet one of jealousy and fear.

Perhaps she could take in the fact that other factions had better planets in their hands than the Republic did.

[ [member="Nima Tann"] ]

 

[Nima Tann]

Ever since the unfortunate events in the Primeval invasion of Ziost, Nima had always been in stress. This wasn't because of her being handicapped now, but she let those evil people toy with her mind this easily. No physical trauma besides being shot on the spines by an electric source, was enough to take her freedom away from her. Her wolf Ice was there for her, but a sad expression on his face was seen ever since, and Nima was absolutely tired from being the center of the attention. Yes, she was happy that her friends in the Sanctum was helping her, but she never asked for their help, she would do them herself. She would cook herself, she would clean her clothes herself... Why weren't them letting her do such simple tasks like that? Of course. She knew exactly why. Pity. Pity, was a word that she never thought it could be used on her. Pity, that could be seen in everyone's eyes whenever they see her. She never asked for this.

Since the event has happened, she isolated herself from the Sanctum, she didn't want them to see her as weak as she was. She would often skip the missions and go straight to a coffee shop that was isolated in the depths of the Voss just like she was feeling right now. The scenery was indeed a beautiful one as she passed by the woods, Voss was a place that green and blue was mixed together perfectly. The wheels of her wheelchair continued to squash the dry sward below it. It could be a dangerous place for a handicapped person if Silvers didn't liberate the place from the dangers. Well, maybe being in danger was what she wanted, to see herself being the hero of her destiny again without needing someone else. She continued to move until the little coffee shop was seen from far.

Finally, she was at the door, the door was automatic, opening itself when it saw a person. That would make her life easier. When she entered with the curious looks that have been targeted towards her, the tables were already full, and there was only one empty spot she could see, but there was a girl sitting there taking a sip of her coffee, she rode her wheelchair towards the people as the floor made voices as the wheels touched it. And finally she's found herself in front of the girl. She preferred to be alone in those times usually, but this time would be an exception.

"Would you mind if I... sit here?" She didn't know what to say, or how to say it, to be exact. Thinking about her condition she made things all awkward for herself yet again.

[member="Lilin Imperieuse"]

 

[Liliane]

Lilin took her eyes away from the coffee she so much adored and took a look at the person whose voice she'd heard. It was a twi'lek, she knew that, she'd seen them before. But there was something about her she'd rarely seen -- she was in a wheelchair. What could have happened to her, she wanted to say, but then thought it would be quite rude to do that right away.

So instead, she nodded and said but one word, "Sure."

Her eyes wouldn't leave the woman. She looked like a proud woman, with or without the wheelchair. Something she would have wanted to be like one day. But her attire seemed to hint at her belonging to the faction whose lands she was at. And even though she didn't quite like the Silver Sanctum people, she had to let go of her hatred and accept the woman's presence.

And at that moment, she managed to look away at the paining she'd eyed before.

Unity, peace, understanding. She had to feel these things and for once, let go of the hatred, fear, jealousy, dislike, and focus on something greater than all of that. If she'd managed to meet the people of the Republic, she would also surely make friends with members of the Silver Sanctum.

"Quite a beautiful day today, isn't it? Perfect for just chilling and relaxing, I think," she decided to start a conversation with the stranger.

[ [member="Nima Tann"] ]

 

[Nima Tann]

[member="Lilin Imperieuse"]

"Thank you" She said, trying to put a little smile on her face and not to look so rude. She already invaded her personal space, which she would freak out if someone else did that to her. She held her hand and called the waiter to put the chair away from her to get comfortable, sighing with sadness since she couldn't do this simple task by herself. Anyway, she didn't want anything to ruin her mood and also the young girl she was sitting with, she ordered a coffee, a good day to start her day was to take a bit caffeine, it helped ease the pain a little as well. So after everything's done and the waiter brought her order, she smiled again to her question.

"Glad it's going beautiful for you." She gave a slight nod, the girl had problems, that was for sure. "The place is usually empty around these hours, today's not the day I guess." She sighed, thinking some alone time would be good for her actually but there was no room for that. "This coffee shop is usually the place to come when you have something in your mind." The speech was going somewhere, she knew where it was going. But she did nothing to stop it. Maybe this was the thing she needed, talk to someone. Always trying to live the problems alone wasn't helping anyone, not her at least.

"I am Nima, by the way. From Silver Sanctum." The place had a lot of enemies no matter the place was theirs, but she was too tired to speak half truths. Then she examined the girl, she looked pretty young to be exact, she wondered why she was here in the place of the burdened. Well, the speech was going there, wasn't it?

"What's your name?"

 

[Liliane]

Lilin nodded while the woman spoke of the coffee shop. It looked like his speech had some kind of a reason, a goal to reach, but she couldn't quite understand where she was headed. Maybe she was taking things too literally, maybe she just wasn't able to get deeper into the philosophic part of her mind. She did not let the misunderstanding make her feel worse, though; there was not time or reason for that. If there was a reason behind the woman's speech, she would get to it soon.

"Nice to meet you, Nima! I'm Lilin," she replied to the introduction. Guess she'd been right about the woman being a Silver Sanctum member. And even though she felt a slight detest towards these people, she had to admit this one was actually quite nice, at least by so far. Maybe they'd truly get along and make her forget the dislike?

Maybe she'd had too much of a prejudice against the faction?

She took a sip of the coffee before she would talk again. At least she'd have a moment to think and digest what the woman had said. There had to be some kind of a point, a reason behind the words the woman had chosen. But she just couldn't get there yet.

"I think I've been a little bit stressed recently and thought spending some time here could help me relax and focus."

[ [member="Nima Tann"] ]

 

[Nima Tann]

"Nice to meet you too Lilin, you've such a beautiful name." She smiled to the girl, trying to be as sincere as possible, since it sounded like she was mocking her. She noticed a little expression change when she said she was from the Silver Sanctum, but she let it pass because there was not the time or the place to start a fight. Instead, she continued examining her, if the conversation got deeper she would learn why already, so she just let the time do its job. Taking a little sip from her coffee, a little happy sigh escaped her lips as the delicious coffee slowly go down from her throat and made her body shake from the sudden temperature change. "The coffee in here is pretty good, to say the least!" she said, confirming her sudden change in the tone of her voice.

Did she want to talk about this? Her condition? Or would it just be like the Sanctum members and she would pity her like them? But she wanted to talk... Being silent and keeping it to herself wasn't helping at all. And doing this maybe she would learn a thing or two about the girl herself. Honesty brings honesty, someone wise said. "I have found out the place recently... after the invasion of Ziost. You probably heard about it." She knew what she was talking about, and the girl would guess it easily as well. "Sometimes bad events lead to good ones. If I was still in one piece I wouldn't find a great place like this." She placed a forced smile on her face, keeping it simple and not too personal. If the girl was no good, then she didn't want to look all emotional and weak to her. Well, the possiblity was weak, but she knew some of the Sith was so great on keeping their auras neutral.

[member="Lilin Imperieuse"]

 

[Liliane]

"Indeed, it is," Lilin had to agree with the woman's remark about the quality of coffee in the shop. She loved it as well; it was most likely made out of one of the nicest tasting coffee beans in the galaxy. Or at least the nicest tasting ones on the planet. She could have sworn she'd never had such a great cup of coffee before in her life, but there was no need to do that -- she had no intention to want to come off as an overly chatty person.

And then the girl understood why the woman was in a wheelchair. Her face turned into one showing sorrow and fear, confusion and empathy all in once.

"Ugh, the ugly invasion of Ziost. I feel so sorry for you and your loss..." Lilin commented. "War is not a good thing, especially if one has to deal with such sacrifices." She couldn't get her eyes away from the woman's wheelchair, even though she tried to give her best at doing that.

She took a deep breath and looked away at her cup of coffee.

Would she not have felt the sorrow of the woman's loss of her lower body, she would have thought about the Silver Sanctum and the fact that they didn't just sit aimlessly in their place in the galaxy but had to cope with the rest of the galaxy's struggles. She would have felt good that the faction finally had to stand for themselves and do something.

But thankfully, she didn't do that. Because she was too emphatic for that.

[ [member="Nima Tann"] ]