Private Ship Talk!

[Kat Decoria]

Kat had only been part of the Galactic Alliance for a short time and decided to get in contact with Allyson, her friend who had been part of the GA a lot longer than herself. After she sent the message, there seemed to be a pit in her stomach and she felt super nervous as she hadn't seen Allyson since she kissed her during her Mechu Deru class, which she had gotten quite skilled with since then. It had been a few years and Kat was a lot more confident in her skills and in herself, though she had only really a few drunken encounters with other women, it was still encounters. Despite the years passing since that brief kiss, Kat felt the need to dress up to meet her friend and try to look her best. Something she hadn't really thought to do for awhile, she had worn dress and ensured that she looked nice but actively trying to do make-up, being concerned about her hair and spending far too long debating what to wear. That was not an experience she had since her last encounter with Allyson, which was meant to be matchmaking date.

After a shower and carefully drying her long hair, Kat sighed as she looked at her outfits, nothing seemed right. She didn't want to wear a dress, that wasn't right, which narrowed her options but not by much. She knew that she would want to wear a jacket, the weather was chilly and a jacket would be nice to cut that chill but then what trousers matched her jackets and then a top. Kat groaned, she was definitely overthinking this whole ordeal for something she had thought initially be a chill friendly encounter. Sitting on her bed as she stared at her wardrobe, she breathed out slowly and sighed, calm her thoughts and the emotions she was feeling. She could do this, she could find an outfit that she liked the look of. It took some time, she finally decided that going with a sweater and form fitting, high waist black jeans would work. It was comfortable and would keep her warm. Her top underneath was nothing special, just a strappy black top, to complete her look, Kat put on her thick steel toe capped boots and left her flat.

She had decided to meet Allyson outside the Jedi Temple, figured that there would plenty to look around on Coruscant and she felt sure that Allyson would have some idea of something to do. Kat wasn't too familiar with the social aspects of the capital yet.

Allyson Locke

 

[Allyson Locke]

//: Coruscant Jedi Temple Steps //:
//: Kat Decoria //:

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Socializing for the fun of it? Such an odd concept for the Corellian. There was usually a motive behind it, getting government secrets, getting information for the missions she was working on, or to see what their bedroom looked like. Something always motivated the Corellian, it's how she worked and how she got by. Yet, this was different. Catching up with an old friend was usually reserved for Jyoti, which when Allyson thought about it - she needed to reach out to the woman, see how she's doing. ​

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The last time she had run into Kat Decoria, she was trying to be the girl's Master; there was this stupid drive that had woken up inside of her that desired to take on a student. Allyson was terrible at planning things, so she fumbled along with a surprise and ended up realizing that Kat thought of her as something completely different. Time had passed, Allyson had pulled away because of the mission handed down to her. Infiltrating the enemy was something Allyson never took lightly. She thoroughly cut everyone off from her, that included Kat. ​

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Casual socializing. Allyson reminded herself, trying to remember what it was like to be an average person, be honest, and open to just experiencing life. Still such a weird concept to the Shadow. Grabbing her jacket, she slung it on, giving her shoulders a shrug as it finished its way down onto her frame. Allyson wore nothing out of the ordinary, a typical white shirt, her classic jacket, and the Corellian blood stripes. The only thing missing was her lightsaber and blaster. ​

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Heading towards the Coruscanti Temple, Allyson fiddled with the small bandage over her eyebrow; playing investigator in the lower levels was starting to hurt more than the information was worth. She continued and hoped that it wouldn't be the conversation's focus; Allyson wanted a nice and easy day. Coming up on Kat, she realized the girl was dressed very differently than she had expected. It made Allyson remember that moment in the cockpit of the bobcat, and she gulped. Was this a date, and Allyson hadn't realized it? A hand covered her mouth as she cleared her throat and finally walked up to Kat.​

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"Hey there, Kid, how've you been? Finally made a move to the GA I heard." Allyson smiled as she reached out and nudged the Echani girl; it was apparent she wasn't the kid Allyson had always known, but the Corellian couldn't help but see her as such. A fond memory of the Echani was her throwing a tantrum outside of the Corellian's little tech mouse hole, demanding to be taught the skill that was forbidden to her. ​

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"You look nice. Didn't think I'd get to experience an all new Kat." ​

 

[Kat Decoria]

It had been awhile since Kat had socialised herself with a real friend, she was use to being around people in dingy, cartel run cantinas. She was stretching her arms, her skills with Mechu Deru had improved, to the point she would use it with her ship building to ensure things were running smoothly. It was useful skill that she was taking care with since it's alignment with the Dark Side of the Force. However, she was pleased with her progress in the power as well as her skills in other Force Power, her healing skills were impressive if she was allowed herself a small brag. Spending time in the hospitals and helping healers had given her insight on best ways to heal certain people. As she stood, Kat thought about her direction as a Force User, she had moved from being a combat Force User to healing, supporting others. It had been drastic but a positive change in her life, she had managed to work on herself and now she felt like she was on the right path though a little lost in terms of whether she was still a Jedi.

As she was pondering on her current direction as a Force User, she spotted Allyson approaching. Allyson was wearing her normal attire, it was very Allyson and she wore it well, Kat was still figuring out what her casual style would be since she wasn't sure. She had cropped leather jackets that she enjoyed wearing but there wasn't anything that was distinctly Kat Decoria. Kat hadn't thought this as a date, just a chance to look nice while out in the capital and try impressing Allyson, she couldn't deny that. However, when Allyson called her kid, she did visibly wince, Allyson wasn't that much older, more experienced in the Force and love but not older, being called kid felt like she was being sent back to when she was on Allyson's ship and the awkwardness of the kiss and Allyson turning her down. She never resented her friend, perfectly acceptable to not be interested, but kid... kid... That hurt slightly, but she needed to style it out, didn't want to seem like she wanted something more.

Smiling warmly, "Hey Allyson, yeah, I wanted to do some travelling and found myself here. Thought I could do some good here, maybe the Jedi here could help me find what it means to be a Jedi again. Constantly fighting Sith in the Silvers, I kinda lost that spark..." Kat admitted, "Thanks, yeah, I changed things up over the years and my sister convinced me to try being more stylish when not in the garage." Kat chuckled, a little nervous being around Allyson was bring back emotions from their last meeting, though she was trying to keep things cool. "See that you haven't changed too much, getting into scraps it seems, beating some guy over gang information?" Kat reached forward and used the Force to heal the minor injuries.

Allyson Locke