Private Kilean Softly

[Junko Ike]

The Kiliean Matriarchy were some of the best in terms of Allies to the Commonwealth, Junko had met many of them but better yet... they supported Atrisian expansion outside of their system through the worlds within the Commonwealth itself. It would provide them many resources of course and a bastion world deeper in the territories that they had once united together. Which was why when they were being attacked and the remnants of the government changed to support and rebuild admist the fighting... she was always looking for ways that they could help. Mainly without it being a massive invasion and occupation by Atrisian forces. Like trying to secure Sakura and Mayferria the worlds needed to be able to come and regulate themselves but would be able to get assistance.

Or in this case the world would be given it... discreetly at least. Aela Cohn at least was promised to be discreet and everything that they might need in this situation. Hiring smugglers, priviteers and ones who could get in and out with supplies without being tied to them would help. The military force trying to invade Kiliea was the remnants of those exiled from Atrisia trying to get a force for themselves. The recent attacks at Eisei and Loa showed they were illprepared but motivated to try and disrupt the established peace and prosperity that the Commonwealth was working towards... and she wasn't looking to have Latyuo and Supisy attempt it. Eisei showed her some of the dangers in such a thing. So she had invited the woman here to the Anshin above Atrisia.

The massive duel dyson sphere around the planet was just as designed like the system. As they had worked to terraform much of the moons and planets, establishing hyperspace security nets and checkpoints with roving patrols and stations. It was better coordinated and from the outer ring of the station one could see the moons and then the planet and inner ring. With the massive cherry blossom station as it gleamed in the light and everything else was around them. Junko sitting in the main floors auxilery palace... smaller but it looked regal was wher ethe Sansin could if needed meet with potential people who wished to join the Commonwealth. Or in this case being hired to get things... her kimono everybit as elaborate and hair considered perfect as she knelt there. Solari make up on as it made her pale skin stark white but out the corner of the eye could glow light blue.

The handmaidens of her Otachi were around the room standing in attendance as were two honor guards THe invitation had gone out, credits, some of their equipment. Food and drink. There wasn't a lot they could not pay for services. She imagined compared to Latyuo and Supisy this one would be different. They had flirted and chosen to join Atrisia on retainer and services making it a home. SOmeone who wanted to get paid was always welcomed.

 

[Aela Cohn]

Junko Ike

Aela was not what someone would consider proper. She had spent much of her adult life either in military service, or working freelance with the ship she bought with her savings from her service. Old Mandalorian tech was still worth its weight in credits, so when a Crusader-class corvette came up on the second-hand market she jumped at the chance.

Her vessel remained in close orbit nearest to the station that it had been allowed. While she had not activated the weaponry on the vessel it was decidely a warship as was the nature of Mandalorian design. Corellian though she may be, she could appreciate the straight-forward design etiquette of the Mandalorian people. The shuttle craft she boarded to make the trip to the hiring party was quite nice though. Nicer than any ship she had been on in years all things considered. Making credits among what was generally the dregs of society did not afford her much in the way of luxurious accommodations.

She stood out quite a lot in the grand scheme of the people she was visiting. Her multi-hued hair and huge goggles left her looking like some kind of slicer punk hiding out on Nar Shaddaa, while her Corellian bloodstripes told another story. To most she was just some hire, but to those in the know, she was one of the best. Aela had managed to keep a low profile for much of her work though. Even her involvement in the Heist of Canto Bight had not been discovered. As far as keeping herself secure, she covered her tracks so meticulously that the rest of her reckless behavior stood as a sharp contrast.

The dress in this place was so strange to her. Not bad, just, very foreign. Aela was used to Corellian clothing, so this part of space she was not quite prepared for how it all looked. She must have appeared to be a gawking tourist or some kind of strange outsider given the way she looked by comparison. Still, once she was ushered to the hiring party the room closed. Out of respect she had put out the cigarillo and left it behind her ear. For a moment she took the surroundings in before looking at the person who, presumably, sent for her, "Uh, you the one who needs something done?"

 

[Junko Ike]

Aela Cohn

TThe chamber itself was nice and Junko looked at the woman when she entered... she was different but Latyuo colored her hair and she had seen much when she was in the jedi orders throughhout the years. Offering a bow as she took in the blood strip and working with green jedi had shown her how much of an honor that was and also how dangerous it was to fake it. She doubted many would Corellians were many things but like anyone when it came to certain honors they would not let up. "Welcome." She said it with a smile on her face though while motion for food and drinks. "And I am... well the royal family does."

She looked at her and watched, observing but also presenting the welcoming vibe. "There is a world on the edge of the Commonwealth. Called Kilea, it is out of the way from most trade routes and mostly served as a border world for us in the past. Recently they have come under attack by marauders and ex atrisian forces who were exiled when they joined an offworlder who killed billions on the planet. Their government asked for aid after they reformed it but we can't intervene outright. It would look like we instigated and planned it so Atrisia could increase its influence on the world to some planets so we are required to seek alternative means of supplying them."

 

[Aela Cohn]

Junko Ike

The greeting was, what she expected. Royals. Aela took a seat, such as it was, and listened while the service staff brought their comestibles. The Corellian was not quite so used to be waited on like this, so she sat awkwardly while she was served. It was not out of disrepect, it was just that she had grown accustomed to self-reliance in her line of work. Still, she appreciated the gestures and nodded to those who had served her.

That was where the pin dropped. A war. Wars always made someone money. In this case, it was she who would profit from it. Part of her was reluctant to side in a war though. It was always hard to tell at first glance from the outside who was the side worth supporting. Still, if the instigators of the conflict on Kilea were killing billions then she knew at least that they were brutal in how they waged their war. That was not her style. Not when she was in Corellian Security, and certainly not as a freelancer. Sometimes people had to die, it was the way of the galaxy, but she never openly sought to inflict mass casualty like that.

Aela began to eat, graceless as ever and quite uncouth. She spoke with her mouth full, "So, you want me to run a blockade? My ship can do that. Gotta ask though, what is the policy you want me to follow on defending myself if they start shooting? I'm inclined to shoot back, but if you want me to cut and run I can. Not my style, but you're the one paying the bill here." her tone was as confident as any Corellian ever when it came to their capabilities in relation to what she, or her ship could do. It was perhaps the greatest weakness of a Corellian to gamble against long odds, so the request was at least scratching that itch.

 

[Junko Ike]

Aela Cohn

Junko looked at her and where she could have judged she didn't... she knew all to well relaxed was always better and she eased a little. The question of what she should do. "If they attack you defend yourself, if they try and overwhelm you cut and run or try and eject the cargo towards an area. The locator beacons in it can survive a lot and the casing we use is rated for a supernova in theory.... but these are people who when their people were being killed jumped to help add to the bodies for.... I don't even know their leader abandoned them and their people won't have them so I am not aware of the goal they had."

She said it but ate and only huffed for a moment. "I would say there is a bounty but the emperor prefers that we push them back and out over outright killing them. 'Death is easy.'" SHe said it and smiled. "But however you want, if you disable one of their vessels claim it as a prize for yourself to sell or anything they have. I am sure the ones you are meeting at the port would be happy to take equipment off of your hands for it. THeir ground war is better then space but they have for now the regular people on their side at least."

 

[Aela Cohn]

Junko Ike

"Opportunism. I understand perfectly. No worries, I can get that cargo where you want it to go. I'm sure the royal family is good for payment, so is there anything else you want from me?" she said, finishing the food pretty quickly. Aela learned from military training, that eating had to be quick if you were going to get things done. Corellia was militant to a degree, and very independent-minded. She knew as well as her host did that a war did not succeed without the population supporting them. If she was needed to help a popular effort that made choosing the side much easier.

 

[Junko Ike]

Aela Cohn

"I don't think so, my handmaidens will have the information for the cargo transfer. Just send it to the docking master and he'll tell you whihc area to go to. Load as much as you can and the second part of your payment will be there." She said it indicating the first as one of the jade robed handmaidens came over and bowed offering it. A small pouch of aurodium and gemstones. "Galactic standard as opposed to any one governments currency, untracable, tradable anywhere." They hadn't agreed on a price but payment for coming to the meeting and being willing was something... then the risk of transporting and finally getting back. "Should you need anything the contact information will connect with the captain assigned to the dock. He will be able to get you what you need fuel, food or frivolity while the cargo is being loaded."

 

[Aela Cohn]

Junko Ike

"The sooner we get this done the sooner those people get the help they need." she said, pocketing the pouch and standing up. "Your people will get their supplies, that's a Corellian promise."

Her departure was guided back to where she came from, having only been led to this place as well. Aela was anxious to get the job finished. From the sound of things it was pretty bad considering the opposition was willing to kill wholesale. Either way, whatever she did was more help than nothing, even if her ship could not hold all of the needed supplies. She oversaw the cargo hold being loaded, making sure to pick up as much as possible. It meant the vessel was more heavily laden than normal, but that meant little for a ship this size really. The engines on this corvette were powerful, almost oversized for a ship like this. It was just one of the small aftermarket upgrades she made to it. Leave it to a Corellian to take a design, and then make it their own with personal touches. Speed was key in the freelance world after all.

"Without a cloaking device we're going to have to find a way to get through those ships. How quickly do you think you can spoof out a fake manifest and credentials?" Aela asked her astromech DD-23. Chirps and whistles, and it was suggested that there was not quite enough time to make it truly believable given the state of the system. In peace time it would have worked a little better, but with a conflict currently active certainly some of the patrols would be more vigilant of false flags.

The Corellian scowled. It was not the droid's fault, it was the time crunch and the state of war. Aela knew from her time in CorSec that they had to be vigilant. She was curious though, if these folks would be prone to the same weaknesses. It was not unheard of for patrol craft to be manned by people deemed unfit for regular naval duty. Sometimes that bred resentment. Perhaps she could bribe her way by. She sat on quite a lot of liquidity considering her payday from the Canto Bight heist, she could afford to probably pay off one patrol ship. All of them, more realistically, and still have money left, but she did not want to waste it all on this. Helpful though she was, she was out here to make money and really spending it all to make money was not quite in her primary mode of operation.

Among the crew there was a general feeling of excitement. They had not seen a fight in a few months, and some of the gunners were restless with practice sessions in the holotrainer. Aela did not promise a fight, just that they might have to blast their way through to make sure the cargo was delivered. One final pre-flight checkdown of the ship, and they were under way. Her hostess could likely see, and was probably watching for her ship to depart. As the coordinates were punched into the hyperspace computer there was a lingering sentiment of heroism that Aela felt. She was delivering supplies to a group of resistance fighters and people fighting to save themselves. That was right up her alley. A moment more, and a blink of light, and she was in hyperspace toward Kilea.

 

[Junko Ike]

Aela Cohn

Junko bowed as the woman departed and offered a smile. She was all business which was something to respect. She waited until she was gone before rising up and hitting a quick release for the outfit.. the layers of robes dropping down so she could stand there in a more comfortable kimono and stretch. "Was all of that really needed, she didn't seem impressed or intimidated by the formality." Her handmaidens gathering the clothing as Phaidor spoke. "The Formality is important... plus if every person you met fawned over you.... the palace would be full more so then it usually it." She looked at her and smiled. "She was kind of pretty but no she is about the business."

There were some laughs but mostly Junko was glad about it. THe dockmaster reporting things were filed and filled quickly enough when she was able to depart and they were having the patrols make a path. The few pirate vessels outside of the system wouldn't know or want to get close and they avoided the hyperlanes where they had to. Junko walking towards the viewport as the sight of Ao'Tuin went by.. the massive spaceborne creature housing one of their academies for the military on its back. "Do we know what she will be going into?" There was a look and Phaidor spoke. "SOme reports have the Atsushi as appearing with many of its older escorts."

She nodded. The oldest flagship and if it had its Jun-class Carrier and Yovshin-class Frigate escorts well it might be a problem for the unaware... truth was when it was reported they had stolen the old emperors warship... She had forgotten it existed. It was powerful in its time but now was outdated and scheduled to be mothballed at least that was the plan. It wasn't and now attacking people. "We'll see how she does, maybe future jobs will come. She is being paid incredibly well and it is a drop in the bucket for us compared to most standards." THat got some nods while she was returning and going to back to her palace on the surface.

 

[Aela Cohn]

As the Thunderer exited hyperspace the world lay before her with several patrol vessels in the orbital lanes on the side of Kilea that was facing her. Aela looked out the viewport with her hands in her jacket pockets. She stood on the bridge quite casually, but looked out at the vessels she had never personally seen. They were elegant, she had to give them that, but she was not here to appraise ship design. A delivery was the goal today, and while she would liked to have gone over the ship specifications with their crews, they were enemies so far as she had been hired by Junko Ike to help out the planet itself.

"DD-23, guide the ship toward the planet like we belong there." she said, shrugging and going back to her seat.

The droid emitted shrill chirps of protest. He seemed to think that would never work and was never put off from speaking his mind. She just rolled her eyes, "Yeah, fly like we belong here. Just keep us in an approach vector. No deviation, let's see if they are willing to just let us go through with our forged trade ship license. Request a refueling or something, like we need to make the stop."

Aela just looked around the bridge with her nerves hidden beneath classic Corellian bravado. The crew was nervous too, she could see it on their faces. There was no way of knowing if the ships present would believe her considering a ship like hers was pretty far out of place in this region of space. "Unknown vessel. State your business for entering the system." a male voice said, after the comms officer answered the hailing call.

"This is the Thunderer. We escaped from pirates using our overdrive engines but needed to find a system to refuel. Yours was the closest and we are running low as it is. We would appreciate a landing pad to check our ship and refuel. I am willing to pay personally for the fuel." Aela said, using her natural charm and wit to try and pass the ship off as a trade ship that had run into trouble and needed to make a rapid escape.

"Stand by Thunderer." the man said, closing the comms.

"I hope this works DD." she said, looking at the comms officer on her ship as he looked back to her. The silence was interminable, truly. The larger vessels kept distance but hovered close enough to cause a problem if she had to bolt.

The communications were signaling again. There was a nervousness on the bridge. She looked around to the crew, and nodded to the comms, "Clearance granted. Follow your current path. But know, we are watching you."

"Thank you, Captain. We here on the Thunderer appreciate your kindness." she said, signaling for the communications to be cut. "You think they really went for it, DD?"

DD-23 just emitted a single, low-pitch, annoyed sounding whistle. He had been on this ship for some time, and had seen several times where Aela had just, stumbled her way toward success. Be it Corellian charm or Corellian luck, her gambles paid off sometimes. This time, it seemed to work out well for them. Still, the size of that massive ship was enough to pale any Corvette-class captain.

Aela had entered atmosphere and with her fighter escort breaking off now that she was near enough planet-side she remembered the location she was given by the dockmaster. It was past the landing zone she had been cleared to dock in, but she had an idea for that too. Granted, it was probably stretching her luck thin, but she was going to try it at least. DD-23 overshot the landing zone and brought the ship into a turning pattern to bring it back toward the landing site. That was the signal and the cargo she was hired to deliver was jettisoned toward the site she was given. It was a fast drop, given that they were already pressing their luck against these people.

The ship drifted in atmosphere and pulled around and made back toward the pad. "Thunderer, this is landing pad 87, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, sorry the droid piloting the ship mixed the numbers around of the landing pad and overshot the approach. We're coming back around now. Apologies for the error, I'll check the programming." she said, the astromech chirping in offense at the lie that was given as an excuse.

"Droids, right?" the man said, chuckling through the comms. "We're ready to receive your landing."

The Thunderer made the landing look easy as possible. It was a perfect procedure and once touchdown was made the ship seemed to let out a collective sigh of relief. Kilea was a nice world from the outside. Shame that it was being hit with warfare. The reserve tanks for fuel were the ones that were being filled now, and she looked to the crew. "Thunderer this is the landing crew. Refueling is complete and you are looking good to go. Good luck out there, it's a war zone."

"Appreciate it. Payment will be processed shortly for the fuel." Aela said as the ship was spooled up to take off. The pad was cleared, and the engines were alive. Minutes later and the ship was in take off, leaving Kilea behind. Looked to be a successful mission so she sat back in the seat and relaxed. The slouch was full, low, and the exhale was loud. Within the hour the ship was jumping out of Kilea and back to the station she had visited for her employer. Two hyperspace trips, one delivery, and a few days to do it, but it was done and now she was here to report her success.

 

[Junko Ike]

Aela Cohn

Nyssa of the Kiliean Matriarchy was at the site awaiting. THey had hidden themselves in the tree lines as soldiers were looking over it and avoiding the few patrols they had. THis far out from one fo the occupied cities wasn't safe but assuming they were able to get ships towards the planet it was where the vessels above would send ships and safest place to set up to receive any supplies. "Ship incoming." ONe of the com officers said as they were sitting there with the screen. Tracking a vessel charging near them ... and then it dropped crates before turning back. "Clever girl." The golden armored soldier said as she was reporting to the men there to check and track... but also to Hel the head of the government on the world.

"We have the package... maybe not ideally but have to admit the princess knows who to hire. I don't think they alerted anyone." She said it but wasn't sure, Asagoa Chunagon was many things but not a fool and this far out she would likely tag it but couldn't do anything else to it. If the ship showed up a second time might be dangerous or suspicious or if they did anything. Nyssa was moving and allowing the soldiers to get the crates as they turned some over and moved them into the tree line. Opening the survival packs for the compartments as the ground jeeps would give them space to carry the extra crates and have room for the people.

Meanwhile Junko sat in her chambers waiting in the palace. LEaving the Anshin was alright as she had went down quickly enough to her palace on the island. The news being something she was waiting for news. her handmaidens there with her when the comline came in. The image opening to show the Lady Hel, SHe wore the bacta synth covering on her face... a transparent covering to protect the exposed bone and muscle. Her eyes taken in a fight but she wasn't going to correct it until her people were abel to be handled first. Noble if foolish but she preserved it and protected herself. The flayed side of her throat exposed as she spoke.

"THank you for the aid princess, we are in Atrisia's debt." Junko bowed. "It is alright Lady Hel, you just focus on protecting your people and we'll work on ways to aid and eventually handle those who are were exiled." There were more nods but Junko smiled. "If you need anything, you know how to reach us on the shadow coms." There was a nod as the com lines shut out. Junko grinning that things had worked out a little better... maybe even better then that in fact. "When Captain Aela returns let her dock and if she wishes to escort her down here. SHe might have earned a bonus for the quick work." She said it as checking there were no reports of problemss arising.

 

[Aela Cohn]

Junko Ike

Standard docking procedure, only this time without wholesale deception involved. That was a relief to Aela. If they had made her and let her land on Kilea, things would have been much less successful for both her and her patron. She chose to not consider that option any longer now that she was being escorted back to the woman that hired her. Things were looking up after she dealt with a mutinous crew in the past few years. They had managed to steal her ship and everything. It was back in her hands, and now she was back on the route to earning more credits or whatever it was her patrons were offering.

The door opened, the escort waved her by, and the door closed. Aela looked around and gave a half-cocked crooked grin, "Hire the best, get the best." she said, hands in her jacket pockets and expression that of smug success. It was just her nature, she was Corellian and a success was a big morale boost. She flopped down into a seated position and just relished in her assured success now. Safe away from the warzone, that was how she knew she was away free. They might make the ship if she came in next time, but who knows if she had to ever do it again. They know the ship now and if they could connect them to an illicit drop then she was never going to be cleared again. Regardless, she had met the metric of the mission.

 

[Junko Ike]

Aela Cohn

The arrival had given some time as Junko had gotten food prepared. SOme of the more exotic foods from across atrisia laid out between the seats as the Taipei Naori sizzled. "Such confidence." She said it but took a seat as she came in. Forgoing the huge display of regalia instead for a golden kimono with her hair over her shoulders. Her hands coming out. "Please eat, drink. We have tea or some of our fruited spirits." She said it as they didn't really use alcohol.. well she didn't and most of her palace followed suit with her in the palace. IN their private homes well they could do what they wanted. "There is skill and beauty to you." She offered a larger smile though while not sure the common knowledge of atrisian Benzaiten. she slid a hand down and picked up twin sticks while getting some of the meat that was grilling on front of herself.

 

[Aela Cohn]

Junko Ike

Food was a welcome respite. While the ship was not sparse, there was something to be said about a freshly cooked meal. Aela watched as the woman picked up the twin sticks and tried to emulate it. She was clumsy, but at least she was trying. "Appreciate the compliments, your royalness." she said, not sure what to really say or how to address someone of noble bearing. There was not much in the way of that type of social strata on Corellia and she did not spend much time around it elsewhere. It would be rude though, to not try to show a host appreciation for their hospitality.

There was an uncouth charm, to Aela as she ate the meat from the offerings. She made the attempt but it was certainly quite hapless. She had hope the gesture was considered polite. Either way, the expression on her face was one of enjoyment and contentedness. Still, though, one could not be refined from mere contact, and so she spoke again while chewing, "So they let me land on the surface. Even refueled the ship. I pulled a rapid drop while overshooting the landing zone they cleared me for and use that chance to make the delivery. Your people should have what they need soon enough." Aela said, enjoying the meal and tea quite fully. This was a sort of oppulence she never had at home or abroad on her ship, so she took advantage of it while she could.

 

[Junko Ike]

Aela Cohn

Hearing the tale and how it went Junko offered a bow of her head and nods to it. "Well I am glad it went better then expected. Lady Hel informed they had received the crates and it looked like there was no tracking for the moment. We both agreed that your ship is likely tagged in case of return." She said it while taking a bite and moving a hand to show her how to use the sticks while the grill moved for a moment when she slipped the cup of cooling tea into the womans hand. THe vahla were invaluable and paid extensively for their services like this. Opulence and exotic nature after all. She took the cup as she held it and blew for a moment. "Hmm delicious and I love the coloring of your hair captain. It is rare to see many in the courts who will color it aside from blacks and rarely some have gone a silver."

 

[Aela Cohn]

Junko Ike

Eating, she watched her hands as she was shown how to hold and use the sticks. Aela thought it was interesting that the ways people ate food varied so much around the galaxy. Even though she was shown, she was still new and clumsy, but she was trying. For a moment she was stopped though, "Huh? Oh, my hair. Yeah, I do it myself. I just like how it looks. Thanks though, it does take a while to do. Had to wait until I mustered out of Corellian Security to do it though. Guess it's just my response to the notion of uniformity. No expression in the military, really. I didn't hate the time, and I learned a lot, but I wouldn't do it again." Aela said, speaking of herself since the subject had come up.

With a few slow, ponderous chews, she swallowed her food, "You got a nice, uh, robe there. Looks like it was made by hand. Can't say I've seen something like it before, but it looks like a tailored job. Am I right?" she asked, hoping that her powers of observation and the ability to read people had not left her in the relaxing environment. Aela liked to hold onto that intiuition, but she felt safe here so it was more casual than if she had been somewhere like a pub or bar.

 

[Junko Ike]

Aela Cohn

SHe offered a grin with that. "THank you, we have some of the finest tailors but it really comes down to the newest materials we have crafted. Silks for handling firefights since the royal family has been in the military and wanted everyone protected." She said it but took another sip. "And the Corellian Security is famous... or infamous depending on who you might talk with." She laughed at that a little though and moved around the platter being presented of food. "If you want we could have one made for you. Atrisian tailors have access tot he finest things and you preformed exceptionally well. A bonus might be in order... It would also give me a chance to hear more about it. We have been trying to upgrade our procedures so how you got past the ships. Could prove invaluable."

 

[Aela Cohn]

Junko Ike

That was the real laugh she had wanted. How she had gotten past the ships. Aela took a moment to calm down, "I'm sorry, I mean no offense laughing but I got by the ships by just acting like a trade ship that needed refueling after running from pirates. They seemed to believe me, and just let me right on through to the planetary surface. There was no real maneuvering or anything other than the overshot landing and rapid deployment of the cargo in question. Anyone on the ground was probably more interested in seeing a ship like mine pulling a rapid turn in atmosphere like that. Either way, your people got what they needed, though, so that's the real success story." she said, leaning back a bit in her seat.

The topic of Corellian Security was mentioned in more than passing now. Infamy, fame, they were two sides of the same coin and depended solely on who held the blaster at the moment. "Like I said, I don't regret the time I did with CorSec, but I wouldn't do it again. When you perform military service like that, you lose something of yourself along the way. I lost a lot more than that. These bloodstripes are all the testimony anyone familiar with Corellians need though." Aela continued, looking subtly like the subject of loss still pained her. It had been years since, but she knew it was a memory that she would never forget. It was the price of the fame she had earned back home, and not a day goes by where she did not ask if it was worth it in the end.

"As for the robes, they look comfortable. I think I'd like to take you up on the offer. They seem to be good evening wear when things are winding down from the day." she said, sipping more tea and shoving the grief of loss back down into the pit she left it in.

 

[Junko Ike]

Aela Cohn

She gave a nod to that and looked at her. "It is true, military service does take a toll. I was abandoned by the old emperor for nearly a decade on a planet on the edges of our territory for the longest time.... but then my family found me which helped." She said it and rose up looking at her. "I wasn't born a princess or a jedi." She said it while looking at her and offering a hand. "We'll see to getting you measured, the robes can be made quickly enough and they are for more then evening wear to relax in.. though that can be done." She said it while moving back a little and turning around. "Do you have a preference for how your outfit looks? Or do you want me to handle it?" She smiled and held another hand. "Thank you for the meal my dear." The vahla nodding as she moved the small sheets to a smaller tray and stood up backing away with a bow of her head. Cleaning droids handling the rest.

 

[Aela Cohn]

Junko Ike

"None of us are born what we become. We choose where we go in life, and only once it's over do we really sit back and think about how we got to where we wound up. I tend not to think about it much, and just live. I'm not afraid of failure, or even dying. It's just part of life, and how we become what we end up being." Aela said, shrugging as the table was cleared off. She stood up and accepted the hand, "I will trust your judgment on the clothing though. Far be it for me to tell a tailor how to make something that I am unfamiliar with culturally."