Shadows of the Past, Vision of the Future (Coalition Dominion of Manaan and Zeltros T2)

[Faith Organa]

"You know my fondness for the beach Drahar" She looked over lovingly at him reaching out to touch his arm. She knew this was hard on him at times her determination to do her duty before taking a respite. She looked at [member="Joza Perl"] , "You have been most gracious and I feel terrible that this meeting is so short, but you should come to Alderaan. We can all stay at the Apalis Coast, or I can meet you and show you a place that might be able to help with your cause. It could be a...stopover."

She smiled she wasn't trying to be cryptic there were a few places they protected that were not within Coalition space.

"When we are done we could come back" She looked around again, "I feel like...someone I know is here...but it would" she laughed, "so odd for them to be here" She looked hoping to catch a glimpse.

"Miss Joza I know you have many customers here but you wouldn't happen to know if someone named Theodosius was here, would you?" She knew it was insane to ask, she knew that what she felt was impossible, but if she left the building without asking she'd always wonder what if.

She looked at Draco, "I couldn't help but feel like he was near as kids we often could sense each other. I Know its a false hope, but I had to ask" She smiled sheepishly at Joza.

"It's wishful thinking perhaps on my part. I do have to meet the Queen..." She frowned, "We should go Draco."

[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Theodosius Organa"]

 

[Joza Perl]

“Of course, of course! Thank you both for coming, feel free to leave at your leisure. I don’t want to keep you from your other appointments.” It wasn’t as if Joza’s night was completely empty, the Zeltron certainly had enough to occupy her at Blush, namely a long list of bar inventory that needed to be audited. She nodded to both Draco and Faith in kind. “I’ll be sure to contact you in the future once things get moving. For now, do enjoy your stay on Zeltros. The planet has quite a lot to offer.”

This could have been their first or hundredth visit to Zeltros, Joza didn’t know. What she did know was that a lot of people found the place hard to leave.

Faith’s question caught her a little off guard, but was not unwelcome. “No, I don’t think…” She began to respond automatically when she did not recognize the name immediately but trailed off as a light of recognition flickered in her eye. “Now that you mention it, I found a young man of the same name in the women’s room wearing nothing but a towel and yelling about birth control.” She shrugged, a small smile touching her lips as she recounted the scene. “He calmed down rather quickly, you might find him on the dance floor below wearing only a pair of booty shorts with 'boy toy' on the behind.”

Written in glitter.

(Hey, she'd offered him a shirt!)

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

"Yes, but I don't know. You huddled by a fire, wrapped up in furs with a bottle of whiskey or cup of hot coco waiting for me to walk through the front door, that's always been something I'd like to see." The big man grinned at his wife, standing behind her to escort the queen from the building though his eyes weren't exactly looking out for danger. Draco seemed more distracted by Faith's dress and how it accented her body's curves than he seemed to care about doors or anything else in the club.

"I can go meet with Joza's mystery man while you go meet the new Queen ner runi. You can't be late," and if she was it would be doing what he wanted to do, not interviewing some random guy Joza had working for her. Draco was still understandably pouty about being rejected a moment ago, his desires left unfulfilled so that they could be 'responsible'. One of the worst things about Faith having responsibility, though Draco supported her and helped as much as he could, was that she often didn't have the time to drop everything and see to his whims.

"Go on, meet with the Queen, chat with the Selkath after scoring them that contract. I'll see about this Theodosius guy on the dance floor." The whole conversation, Draco's focus never changed or wavered.

[member="Joza Perl"] [member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Faith kept nodding and she wasn't sure why she kept doing it, force of habit? She hated doing business this way rushed and hurried, "Alpha Mae has everything to help refugees" She shook her head what was wrong with her she just kept talking!

She turned looking at Draco waving a hand in front of his face, "You ok" normally he wouldn't let her five feet without him. Then she just stopped as the words Joza spoke filtered in, a young man in the women's bathroom talking about birth control. That was not her brother he brother wouldn't be caught in the ladies room. It was just coincidence.

the clothing described so not Theo yeah no. "Yes Draco you check the young man out he may need mental help."

Faith was disappointed but it was alright because she was able to help Ms. Joza accomplish what she wanted with the medical supplies and that was well worth it. "I'll be back please...don't get in trouble Draco."

Faith headed to the door, "Ms. Joza..don't let anyone hurt Drahr please." She winked and started out the door, she hoped Draco found the young man and helped him out, if he needed it.

What would she say to the Queen...she just didn't know right now. And the Manaan Council they were waiting to see her jump through hoops for them. Yep...diplomat another word for yo yo.

[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Theodosius Organa"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco nodded and excused himself from his Queen and Joza Perl, slipping out of the room to make his way to a balcony that could overlook the dance floor. From their he hoped he could find his quarry, a lone man claiming to be Theodosius Organa, technically his brother-in-law if it were true. However, Draco was practical and pragmatic in his mindset. The chances were exceptionally slim that Faith's brother was alive, slimmer that he was on Zeltros, and the odds continued to stack against the possibility that the supposed prince of Alderaan was in Club Blush. In all likelihood it was someone scheming for a chance at riches, or worse possibilities. At the best Faith would shrug, at the worst she would be heartbroken for having gotten her hopes up after all this time.

Either way, Draco had no intention of being very nice. Once the Mandalorian had found a perch overlooking the bright lights and thumping music that riled the crowds below, he began scanning the crowd for the individual matching the descriptors he had already been given, yellow shorts, tall, and dark hair. Probably had to look mildly like the portraits of Theodosius that existed on Alderaan as well. Grey eyes burned holes in each of the club's occupants, moving person to person with his newly attained foul disposition barely concealed.

While there was a long list of people without shirts in the floor below, there were only a few that matched what Draco thought to be his quarry. Thoughts of violence danced in the warrior's head, scenarios flashing through his imagination, thinking of the best ways to teach an appropriate lesson to what he was convinced was an impostor. The only serious problem with modern medicine was that so many superficial wounds could be completely removed, to the point of appearing as though they never existed, so it was difficult to mark someone with a long lasting reminder. Even limbs could be easily replaced, but at least the daily routine of noticing the cybernetic stayed with someone once the surgery was complete. Grey eyes fixed on an individual at last, the most likely suspect as far as Draco could tell.

Time to meet the family.

[member="Theodosius Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Faith headed off to her meeting feeling torn about going for a number of reasons, a short meeting with Ms. [member="Joza Perl"] , leaving her husband [member="Draco Vereen"] in a club full of well sexy zeltrons and pheromone happy visitors and the uneasy feeling that her brother was there [member="Theodosius Organa"] .

But what could she do she would return shortly and will finally be able to relax. She wondered if [member="Rashae"] had made it no word had come yet that she knew of and [member="Myles Davorak"] had he made it off Manaan. She sighed heavily there was just too much to do this trip. She headed to the transport and a guard followed. Odd how they always seemed to manage to be around without her knowing it. She nodded and slipped into the transport headed off to the residence.

What was she to expect from this Queen she barely knew her and her name was slipping her mind, oh...there seemed to be a lot slipping her mind right now. She sat back and looked around.

Funny this didn't look like the same transport. It looked different. She frowned why had they changed.

She started to try to say something and the words stuck in her throat. Oooo. That feels weird.

"Your destination Mam"

Faith looked out it looked gorgeous course everything around her was looking gorgeous. Faith stepped out Odd, so odd. She walked but her legs felt like beskar heavy and hard to lift. She wiggled around to get the kinks out but it just seemed to linger. She was met at the door by a lovely pale pink Zeltron, "This way " she whispered.

"Thank you" Faith whispered back. Oh...such lovely furnishings. They looked soft, warm and inviting. Nice. She smiled again.

"Wait here"

Faith nodded..."ok..." she still felt odd, weird...hard to say...

"Queen Organa of Alderaan, Welcome to Zeltros" Faith nodded one Queen to another. "Yes mam thank you for seeing me today"

"you're a little late my dear, did the city over take your senses?" The Zeltron Queen with red hair laughed. Faith kept thinking when did zeltrons have such red hair?

"A bit Mam.."

"Come let's sit you must be tired."

"I come on behalf of the Coalition and of the Kolto producers of Manaan Mam." She wobbled was she going to fall over? She reached for the nearest chair, "I'm not feeling well can I have some water please"

"Water for Queen Faith." The zeltron came closer, "sit down"

Faith fell into the chair. She had a bad feeling about this, a read bad feeling. She happily accepted the water the contents seem to glow, why? Was it safe?

"Drink"

She drank. "Don't worry Queen Faith I'll be sure you have everything you want. A relationship with Zeltros, a whatever you want for the citizens of Manaan. There is time for it all...just drink" Faith drank a bit more.

"my head hurts"

"it will clear"

"ok"....ok she said again she smiled. "thank you."

The events of the week were taking their toll but she could swear there was something in the drink.

 

[Rashae]

Rashae was in her glory as the massage proceeded. She could feel she over did it being in the depths of Maanan so long but it was partly not her fault. If the Submariner hadn't taken so long, she wouldnt have been down there so long. Commander Cantalos would have sent a relay to Queen Faith Organa that the science team was extracted safely and again when Rashae advised she was spending time on Zeltros with spa treatments. Meanwhile Rashae was puddy in a Zeltros female masseuse capable hands without a care in the world. That woman did love her pampering.

Her com beeped imperiously as she flicked an eye open and turned her head ever so slowly and languishly pushed a button. It was some of the intial data results. She then pushed the datapad on as the data came streaming in. Both eyes flicked open as she looked at the streaming data. “Interesting.”

Excessive Pheramone use by the Zeltrons irritated her sometimes. Sure it was meant for her to relax or return her to blissful relaxed but she shook her head and got both hands on the datapad as she went over the initial data. The Zeltron Masseuse kept insisting she relax more and enjoy but the young woman instead sat up more. It would take her thirty minutes to issue orders for additional work according to the data.

Rashae then moved to other treatments in the spa. Hair treatments, mani, pedi, skin treatments, full body treatments, etc. The com and datapad were not far away and no matter what the Zeltron ladies did, they couldnt take them away or convince her in any form. There was a part of her that was determined and resistant to work in those little bursts. Then once that little burst was over she would relish with the heavy bliss of being pampered. Just when the Zeltron thinks she has her in utter pleasure, there goes the com again. Rashae was in her prime glory and prime form.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Myles Davorak]

Post 6
Location: Lab 3B/Manaan
Allies: FWC (Along with Parker, Hale and Hawkins)
Enemies: None at the moment

With a flip of the switch, the relay was turned on and Hawkins was scrambling for the vent cover so the op could be finished. Perfection was a main objective yes, but the longer they stayed there, the higher the risk of being "discovered". Observing Hawkins screw the bolts back into place, Myles was standing there thinking ahead of their exfil and getting their gear back on his ship.

"Alright men, well done. The Queen might have something good to say of this, granted we get outta here without detection. Parker; reinforce the rear approach while I help Hawkins load the equipment back onto the sub. Hale, give us some cover from the sub pen while we are loading up."

Hawkins started loading the equipment onto the cart and Myles wasn't too far behind him pushing along. Running down the corridor he activated his comlink broadcasting to the Queen "Queen Organa, the shark is in the water. All is good and we are returning home." He had hoped that the Queen would be able to decipher his message as being a "job complete" message instead.

No obstacles yet as the equipment was properly loaded into the sub, Hawkins jumped in and started securing it furthermore in the back. Myles prompted to Parker and Hale to get their six in gear to head back to the surface. "Let's move! Parker...Hale let's go we are ready." Hearing the thumping of his men's feet sounded like marching which reminded him of boot camp....way back in the day.

Snapping to attention he saw the other two had made their way near the sub and started boarding the vessel. Myles was always the last to leave a mission, he wanted to ensure his men were in safe conditions before departing and since they were, he climbed aboard also.

Davorak started the engines and soon the men were sea-borne ascending back to the surface. Next phase would be to get aboard The Tempest.

Myles thought to himself as he was staring at the sun rays reflecting in the water. Before you know it, we will grow exponentially. The Queen will be happy and my men will always have a home somewhere. Heh. Here I am, sounding like a kriffin' father.

His thoughts faded as the sub returned to the surface.

[member="Faith Organa"] [member="Rashae"]

 

[Theodosius Organa]

[SIZE=20pt]The Great Walk[/SIZE]​

I hear the Breath speak, a gentle whisper that is sung and is carried upon the wind. It guides me, it nurtures me. I tend to its celestial gardens. This symbiosis with The Living Force, it is a binding contract, one that I so freely give with all of my spirit. This trust I give, it is unrestrained, an unconditional act of love and respect.


The Great Walk, it is the Kashi Pilgrimage. It is a long quest, a crusade to aid the Living Force. One may journey this path for atonement. Another may just walk this path to seek to reconnect. Any Kashi may take the walk. To do so, it takes unconditional faith and the price of memories. -Theodosius Organa

[SIZE=14pt]Zeltros[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=12pt]Club Blush[/SIZE]​

Post #18​

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As [member="Draco Vereen"] found the man who he believed to be his quarry, that man was moving off the dance floor with two people. Theodosius was that individual and he was conversing with a Zeltronian female. The nature of the two individuals’
conversation obviously could not be heard over the crowed. She did have Theo’s hand as she directed him off the dance floor and over to a booth.

At the booth was a few other Zeltrionians. Once Theo was over there he had remained standing as they spoke to him. The nature of the conversation was unclear to whoever was watching from a far. What their conversation was about was missing friends, family, and co-workers. Maybe Theo finally found out why he was here, missing people?

 

[Faith Organa]

She felt odd as she looked into the eyes of the Queen. She managed a small smile, "thank you. Manaan can offer kolto which would help many of your people and the visitors."

This felt far too easy, and it was which made Faith feel on edge. She was accustomed to having to talk every detail out so how could the Queen just say yes. It was oddly relaxing in the company of the Queen. Oh...was this more about pheromones? Or was it the drink?

The Queen sat close to Faith her hand resting on her arm Faith stared at the Queen's hand it was elegant, or was it elegant because it was the hand of a Queen? the fingers long with perfectly polished nails that complimented the color of her skin. She looked up the Queen was beautiful it seemed all zeltrons were so, [member="Joza Perl"] was also graceful, well spoken, and had the needs of others in mind.

And Faith had left Draco with her.

Oh. hmm.

"Mam, it would be a honor to work with you and everyone on Zeltros as part of the Coalition. We can offer trade agreements with many companies within the coalition which would help to support the economy and your people"

That's what she forgot to tell the Council on Manaan. She shook her head.

The Queen smiled, "See your thoughts clear when you relax."

Faith nodded in agreement, "I've been very busy lately and this trip is so important and I may have blown the chance with Manaan."

The Queen sat back looking at Faith, "I will take the kolto and use some here, and provide some to Ms. Perl for her relief efforts. This should help you, and as for Zeltros. I am willing to try the Coalition on a trial basis, let's see if as you say you can help support our economy. Some of our guests do get hurt during competitions, so it will come in handy. Consider it a favor, you will owe me one."

Faith nodded, "Very well, as long as what you require in return does not hurt the Coalition, or my family. I can owe the favor." She took another sip.

"How did you know so much before I got here?"

The Queen laughed, "My dear we all have our spies and means. You need to cultivate yours, after all the former Minister of Intelligence for the Republic should know how to accumulate little birds."