Private Cowabunga, Dude.

[Jonyna Si]

Ran Dom Kuun, Cathar​

TAG: Braze

It wasn't often she was hit up to learn the skill she had honed for decades as part of her cultural tradition. To a Denik, Tree-surfing was a rite of passage, a skill necessary to navigate the dense branches of their home-tree.

To have someone outside of the tribe learn it was to honor their traditions and pass on the knowledge to those who wish to use it for good.

At least, that's how the tribe saw it. She doubted Braze was all that interested in the traditions of tribals. Jonyna knew him well enough that he simply wanted to learn a new skill. As she sat atop the canopy lookout, she looked to the stars, waiting for him to arrive. She wanted to teach him as much as she wanted to teach her own padawans. She had already passed on the basics to Rayia Si , trained Ko Vuto in climbing, she had heard of his exploits climbing the entirety of Ran Dom Kuun, and someday she wished to pass it on to Aris Noble and Azurine Varek as well.

For now though, she'd teach this self proclaimed brat.

To her, he was just a smaller, younger her.

And that was a scary thought.

 

[Braze]

TAGS: Jonyna Si

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Braze stepped outside, drawing in a deep breath as he stretched his arms overhead. Muscles rippled beneath skin that still felt foreign to him, tender from the long confinement. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting the sunlight pour over him, savoring a freedom he hadn't tasted in what felt like ages. The pins had just been taken out of his bones—remnants from that harrowing clash with B/U-800 "Evelina" . A sense of vulnerability still hovered over him; he knew he wasn't completely out of the woods yet. Nights in the bacta tank were still part of his regiment, cocooning him in healing gel, but today he had finally been cleared for light activity. "Just don't push it," they'd told him.

He exhaled, shoulders dropping as he scanned the area. There—fiery red hair, unmistakable even at a distance. His face softened, and without thinking, Braze padded over, bare feet silent against the 'ground'. He reached her, his arms looping around her waist in a gentle embrace. He hugged her tightly, but with a caution borne of recent pain—he was not eager to revisit broken bones. He nuzzled into her side, his forehead pressing into her ribs.

"You know, I'm starting to think you're good luck,"

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[Jonyna Si]

TAG: Braze

Jonyna chuckled as Braze found her at the very top of the tree. "Didn't think you'd make it up here. You doin' okay, squirt? I know you and Jasper got into some trouble on Garn. Not often I see you this touchy."

She wasn't going to admit it, but she had worried about Braze and Jasper ever since the Tingle Arm Coalition had started. The rebellion she had fought in wasn't as organized, and half the time it was to their own benefit. Unorganized chaos kept the Empire guessing, and distracted. Rarely did the Imperials have the chance to regroup and organize before another attack came down by the Rebellion.

 

[Braze]

TAGS: Jonyna Si

Braze nodded slowly. "I don't really want to talk about what happened," he said softly. "I'd rather just focus on doing some... fun stuff, you know?" He looked at her, a hopeful glimmer in his eyes, before wrapping his arms around her in a big hug and nuzzling up against her. "Besides, you're the funnest aunty ever!" he added with a playful grin.




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