The Spacepiress of Chaos
R E C O N N E C T
Jutrand
Palace Gardens
Time is fleeting and nothing last forever; what is built will inevitably turn to dust, though that should not stop one from building. Memories could last forever and even ideas from those moments may outlive those fleeting moments. It had been a decade since the fall when the Confederacy of Independent Systems, a shining beacon of governance and determination that had spread across the Southern Reaches was laid low by both internal and external forces. There had been a time prior to joining that government when she was wanted by them for supporting the Old Sith when they had come to claim Alderaan, having felt those royal families had turned to their own needs and desires and left the people of the planet forgotten. Her life was one of a myriad of twists and turns, and now she found herself once more in a new home seeking to raise it from the ashes of a region that had been consumed by its own monsters.
Selun was far off for the moment, tucked away into the far Eastern Reaches of the Galaxy at the very end of the Slice, teetering on the edge and poised to fall into Wild Space. It was where she had found herself after spending a decade within the Shiraya Expanse, lost and forgotten by those that she had once thought of as allies and friends; who in turn was now gone, faded into the shade of history and content with remaining in that pocket of space. Determination had been the only thing that pulled her from the Expanse and brought her back to the Galaxy, a place that was still familiar but had changed and would continue to change.
There was one thing that seemed to remain the same, and she was doubtful that they would ever truly be removed for any true length of time; The Sith. She'd lost count of just how many fledgling Nations, Kingdoms, Khanates, Emirates, or Empires they had carved out and claimed as their own before once more falling back into the shadows to reform and rise again at some other end of the Galaxy. Bastion, Dromund Kaas, and a dozen other worlds played host to the Capital of the Sith, and now it appeared that the next unfortunate host was the planet Jutrand. Located in what could have once been described as the backyard of the Confederacy, the planet seemed to be a favored place for Corporations that claimed their own home within the city that spanned the entirety of the planet.
What she was doing in such a place was hard to say, even more so as she was attempting to make her own stories now beyond simply serving a master in some manner or name. Having been tethered to the Confederacy for so long, she found it difficult to breathe at times; at others, it was as though she was worried she'd wake from some cruel dream and discover herself in the quarters of some Confederate warship once more about to plunge into the ranks of an enemy fleet. She was unsure of how many remained, those that she could call friends or those that she had thought were such at some point in her life; even as she found herself traveling to the planet doubt best her, and the worries of old seemed to slowly reform, reshape, and make their presence known. There were times that even as she had found a home within the Confederacy, she still felt alone, as though she was only tolerated for what she was capable of and not because she was truly welcomed. She had worried all those years that a day would come when the Confederacy would have no more need of her capabilities and would replace her entirely for another. A situation akin to that had arisen, and she found herself walking away from it all and finding solitude and seclusion at the far end of the Confederacy on the simple planet of Ukio, and it was there that she was sought out so many years prior to the fall.
The woman had sent two droids, rather annoying things that she was sure had attempted to steal from her or claim some heirloom as a treasure; though it was the message that BNI-Bella and BNI-Leo had brought from their mistress, and ultimately the woman's arrival that had pulled her from that self-imposed exile from her position. For a moment as she sat quietly she wondered what had happened to those droids. Were they still off on their own adventures, still in the employ of their mistress, or had some unfortunate fate found the two? As she mused upon the possible terminus or continued operation of the two droids, it seemed that the individual she had come to seek out had finally shown herself in the Gardens of the Palace. A soft smile crossed her lips as she sat there, hunched over slightly with two hands holding the top of a cane, slivers of white hair peeking out from beneath the cowl of the hooded cloak that she wore to keep her appearance hidden away from others.
"A beautiful day in the gardens, is it not?"
She carefully coughed out, bringing a glove-covered hand up to her lips to muffle her voice in the slightest. Truth be told she could have easily found a means to arrive announced, though she thought that perhaps a surprise would be better; the sun though she could have done without. Still, she remained seated, hunched over slightly feigning old age as she kept her attention down on the ground for the moment.