Private Corellian Skies

[Maeve Ar'klim]

Corellia a world that had its own history old and new. Burst apart and weaved back together, and still there were the bio spheres filled with unique Corellian plants and animals. But what she had hoped to see was gone the golden sand beaches so far they disappeared into the sunsets.

Now while it was on the mend there were thousands looking for help. Thousands looking for connection. She wasn't sure what she would find here but her first order of business was to walk the vendors alley, looking for things to use in her work and if tempted something sweet to eat. It was terrible this craving she had for sugar bad as it was she loved it.

There were gangs still here, and children running the streets. She felt for them all really their fears, their excitement, and that ever ongoing question of why. She might not know why, no one could ever tell it all but if she could give comfort she would.

Kiran Arlos

 

[Kiran Arlos]

Kiran had been around for a while, Corellia was once broken and seemingly reformed if you could say that. Kiran had been here for several months trying to help with what he could. He was by no means a wealthy man. And while he did what he did to help, he was human and had opted for some financial compensation when it was offered to him. His task for the day was clearing a particular sector that was rather heavily damage and still up for some repairs. The Jedi opted for civilian clothing and the typical Jedi attire for him wasn't suitable for this work and it was going to be rather hot.

The Padawan had met some interesting people along the way and as he took a drink of water he wondered how things were back at Silvers Rest. He had a really bad habit of training and then running off to do something and then coming back. It was rather annoying and he wondered how committed he was to the way of the Jedi, or perhaps he was feeling that he was just worried or scared and running from something. That time was long gone so he wondered what it was.


It wasn't before long that he bumped into someone as he was lost in his thoughts as he was walking along the street.

"I'm so sorry, that was my fault. Are you alright?" Kiran asked the girl he had bumped into.

Maeve Ar'klim

 

[Maeve Ar'klim]

She had caught the sight of someone in the alley she stopped to look her body had started to turn to go down the alley when two solid forms collided.

She had not looked anywhere else forgetting that there might be others walking about as well. When she bumped she took a few steps back shocked that she had run into someone not with the gentle oh excuse me bump more like that hard ouch bump. Still she nodded and laughed more at herself than anything else, "Yes...are you ok?"

Before her a young man, how old she couldn't really tell. But clearly he had his mind on other things as well. She was too large to simply not see, her 5'5 frame, and semi fit form were hard to really miss. She smiled more embarrassed than anything else.

Kiran Arlos