Reunions (Miarta)

[Josh Dragovalor]

The Jedi Master would shake his head. Why in the world was she telling him all this? He knew she was a thief, already. I mean, she'd already tried to rob him. But now she was talking about being a stowaway on ships. Of course, luckily for her, this was no burden to him in terms of stowing away to get to where you needed to go. His ex, Saoirse, did it all the time. Y'know, before she got struck down and all that goody goodness.

He would give a casual shrug. "Well, you certainly seem like you've had an adventure" He said, chuckling. "Shall I get us drinks then? I would have probably drinken myself tipsy at the cantina if I hadn't found you already anyway" He admitted with a laugh.

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[Miarta]

"A drink would be nice," the Pure-blood replied, smiling up at him. Her boots were likely leaving scuff marks on his table, but she didn't seem to care. The young woman grabbed her datapad and began drawing once again. Josh had changed in his time away from her, and she needed to update her sketchbook with a newer drawing of him, in case he disappeared on her again. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

The Jedi Master noted the scuff marks she was leaving on the table, but he'd address that in a moment. He would nod and head over to the fridge, grabbing the pitcher of wine and two glasses. He would tickle her side to get her to take her feet off the table, before setting the pitcher and glasses onto it and sitting beside her and pouring the wine into both glasses and taking one of them as he set the pitcher down.

"Cheers" He said, smirking a bit as he would raise his glass to her, noting that she had been sketching him for one reason or another.

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[Miarta]

Miarta giggled loudly as he tickled her side. She had truly missed spending time with him, and not just as Master and Student. She smiled cheerfully and set her sketchbook aside for the moment as he poured the two glasses of wine. She leaned forward and took one, raising it in turn as her did.

"Cheers," she replied, grinning at him before gulping down the contents of the glass and quickly refilling it. She had a tendency to consume wine like water when she was allowed. She had quite the taste for it. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

He chuckled as he gulped down the contents of his own glass, refilling it as well. His tolerance for alcohol was quite good, so he had a feeling they'd be going at it for quite some time.

"So, any plans from here?" He would ask Miarta curiously.

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[Miarta]

"Not really. I've never been the sort to make plans. I just let life take me where ever it wants to take me. So far I think that strategy has worked out," she replied, refilling her glass and taking a few sips before setting it back down on the table. She picked up her sketchbook again and held it out to him. "I drew all the places I've visited and the people I've met since you left, feel free to take a look." [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

The blonde would shrug. He figured she had no aim. She'd become pretty much a rogue, really. But she was similar to Saoirse in that way... Except she always had a plan in some fashion, even if it was rather abstract. He would refill his own glass, taking a few gentle sips before looking through her sketchbook when she asked.

"These are really good" He had to admit with a chuckle as he looked through them. "You've improved"

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[Miarta]

"Thanks I... Haven't really had anything better to do with my time. I've just... Felt so lost since I left the jedi... Without you there it didn't really feel like I belonged anymore. I wanna train again, but... I can't find a teacher, especially one willing to teach me since I'm... you know a 'Sith'," she explained, staring at her glass, but not yet willing to reach for it. Miarta was beginning to become a little too dependent on alcohol. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

The Jedi Master nodded in understanding. "I see..." He spoke calmly. "You're well past my teachings in terms of most of the basics most likely, but I'll do what I can" He would respond, taking a breath, and taking another drink to boot. "I'm still upset with that coward Vulpesen for abandoning you. I heard he left for the Sith, turns out. So I guess its probably best you never dealt with him. You don't need anymore Sith influence in your life" The Jedi Master with bitterly add. Oh, Vulpesen was going to get it. That was for sure.

"I don't consider you a Sith. Only in name, and that's a species name, beyond your control. You're a free woman, able to craft your own destiny" Josh would add, looking over at her. "Its up to you to decide what that destiny is"

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[Miarta]

"I heard Vulpesen is in charge of something called the Vitae Alliance now. I'm not quite sure what it is though," Miarta replied, finally deciding to reach for her glass and drain it's contents once again.

"I'd really like it if you taught me again. Even if I'm only a Sith in name... Most people in the galaxy don't see it that way. It's really hard to find people that aren't afraid of me where ever I go. It's part of why I move around so much and don't have any plans," she explained after setting her empy glass back down. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

"Never heard of the Vitae Alliance" Josh would respond with a casual shrug, not seeming to care how many drinks the Jedi Master or his rather sith-ly friend drank down as he would reach for his glass and drink the rest down without a care in the world. "He's a traitor, and a coward. He's an honor-breaker and an oath-breaker. And if I see him, I'm strangling him. Not with the Force. With my bare hands" Josh would remark flatly. And the worst part? He was dead serious.

He smiled a bit and nodded to her words. "I can understand being an outcast. I mean, thats pretty much my life now. I don't have many friends left. As soon as the Jedi's tenants changed, I became an outcast. An outsider. All my friends left me. Now I'm... Pretty much alone" He spoke solemnly, looking down at the table.

"I'll do what I can to help, but you don't need me all that much if you've survived so far"

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[Miarta]

"Maybe, but no one wants to be alone. I at least need your company, and... I'm a bit out of practice, even with the basics. Might as well start over with my training and see what else I can do after I have the basic things nailed down again," Miarta told him, as she grabbed the bottle and filled her cup again. "We might need another bottle of whatever this is soon, or something a little stronger. I get the feeling we're gonna be here awhile." [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

"I agree" He said. "Nobody ever wants to be alone. I've been that way for a long time though" He admitted, biting his lip as he stared down at the table. "Its... Weird, being alone. When you spend most of your life surrounded by people in a temple. Even if most of them don't care about you or hold significance in your life. Being outcasted and left alone felt... Wrong. It still feels wrong. But there's naught I can do now without becoming a puppet to something I don't believe in" He spoke in almost a whisper.

"But... I'll see what I can do" Josh said as he would take the bottle once Miarta was done with it and just... Drain the rest of it himself right from the bottle. He obviously really needed a drink thinking about that. He would get up, returning with a new bottle.

They really were going to be here awhile.

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[Miarta]

"I think I know what you mean... Being a drifter sucks. Especially when you're broke and don't have a ship. I got in more than a few fights from stowing away on the wrong ship. Some of the smugglers I met were nice though. They didn't always have the most pleasant destinations, but at least they were willing to give me rides sometimes," Miarta laughed a bit as she reached for her glass again. "So where are you headed next?" [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

"I'm not really broke, but I try to be careful with my money. I bought this ship myself for cheap and a friend did all these modifications pro bono" He revealed. "I don't have a job, so I gotta be careful, y'know? I get income from owning a business, but its money can change on the dime depending on business. So I always gotta have stuff saved" He would add.

He laughed a bit when she mentioned her smuggler fights. "That must have been fun" Josh would add as he poured himself another drink. He'd be pinch drunk before long, he supposed but he didn't care all that much really. "Well, I was going to look for you then... Probably head home" He would admit.

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[Miarta]

"oh yeah? Where's home for you?" Miarta asked him. She was curious. The girl had never really had a place to call home before. It was a pretty foreign concept to her. Almost her entire life had been spent on the streets, minus her time in the Jedi temple and even that hadn't ever felt like a home to her. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

"Naboo" Joshua would respond gingerly. "Had a home there since my self imposed exile. Needed a place to rest, and to heal. When I left the Order, I was broken. I had to shed everything I was and who I knew, or what was left of it, and go away somewhere to heal my mind and body and spirit. Naboo calms me down, so... I chose to go there" He would reveal.

"I have a house in the middle of nowhere. Not secret anymore, its been found many times at this point" He'd admit with a sigh.

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[Miarta]

"Is it nice? I wouldn't know what having a home is like. Never really had a place to call my own. I used to think maybe one day I would, but that dream has long since passed. Some people just... aren't meant to have good lives, you know what I mean?" Miarta stared at what little liquid remained in her cup for a few moments before swallowing it. She was damn near drunk, but she didn't really care. It was nice having someone to talk to again. She really had missed her former Master. The pure-blood hadn't been lying when she had said she felt lost without him. It really had been hard to deal with his disappearance after he had been booted from the Order. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

"Its my first time having a home that isn't a temple shared by a million others" He would admit with a chuckle as he sipped his drink once again. "And anyone can have a good life if you actually try. I lost my dream, but I'm doing alright now" Josh would add. "Life doesn't end when you leave something you thought you'd do for the rest of your life. Sometimes... That just means your life is just beginning" Josh spoke, putting the glass down and reaching over to playfully mess with Miarta's hair.

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[Miarta]

Miarta giggled a bit and leaned into the touch as he messed with her hair. It felt nice and she couldn't help but smile as he did it. "Maybe, but everything in my life just always seems to go badly. I don't know how I'm supposed to handle it all. It sucks... It really, really sucks. Being alone doesn't help either, it just gives me more time to think and dwell on shit that I'd rather forget," she told him, reaching for the new bottle and opening it. She stared at for a minute before taking a sip of it. There was no point bothering with cups at the rate they were going. She passed the bottle over to him and began speaking again. "Can I come with you?" [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]