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Alicio Organa
Amani Serys
Minerva stepped calmly to the water's edge. Held in her left arm close to the chest were two lanterns. After that brief talk she had, the warrior decided to get these. Staring at her shadowy reflection in the water Minerva paused. Like many a Mandalorian she believed that those who lived and died by their code passed on to become part of Manda or the collective soul of their people in translation.
In her heart she believed it true for her adopted father. He would be disappointed if she used a lantern for him. She couldn't help but remember what Jorel once said to her as a child.
Fight with all your soul, live by honor and die being true to yourself. That is all I hope for you Ner Ad.
Indeed none of the lanterns were for him as it would've been his wish. Rather it was for others. Picking one she glanced at it somberly. Garvan and Lena Fhirdiad.
The birth parents she never knew.
For the longest time Minerva had found their existence to be quite conflicting in all honesty. As if it threatened her relationship with her adopted father and being a Mandalorian despite the latter's repeated insistence that it doesn't. Yet as he pointed out they gave life to her and loved her first even before she was born and wanted to raise their family together. Tragically they didn't get the chance but she survived and now tries to honor them in her own way.
The second lamp was for all those soldiers in the Alliance who had fought and died beside her over these past few years. Rhon, Suvit, Vir and Sergeant Sarid were among those names. She and them didn't always get along or understand one another; yet they accepted her as a comrade and she learned to do the same. She is indebted to these brave souls.
Sighing heavily as the light within the lamps continued to burn she knelt and placed them in the water. The lanterns started to float away.
"Ni su'cuyi, a ma waev cuyir kyrayc. Ni partayli an, gar darasuum." She chanted in Mando'a unashamedly.
Closing both eyes and she bowed her head in sombered tribute toward the water. Subsequently she got up and was walking away when she noticed the couple and their children.
Minerva raised an eyebrow in question before…
"Jedi Amani." She exclaimed before noticing the son in the Mirialian's arms again. Next glancing at the man beside Amani she quickly recognized Alicio of House Organa holding a little girl.
"Senator Organa." Minerva said in respectful greeting. Now that she saw him up close instead of the holonet boardcasts he seemed a lot more personable.
At the sight of the family she couldn't help smiling. Such a precious sight. Sure they only met once during work on Batuu but Minerva was still glad to see the Jedi and her children had a safe delivery.
As for Amani would recognize the Mandalorian's voice and her scarred face. Just in case the Jedi healer still had a hard time remembering Minerva cleared her throat and said.
"Been some time since that relief effort on Batuu.”