Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

[Anara Valnor]

Finding a way to escape Braxus, even for a short time, had been rather daunting. Why? Sabotage, by her own hands. At every turn she'd found another reason to remain at his side, providing a new excuse with every failed attempt to leave. A month had slipped through her fingers before she realized it and it was only for that reason she'd slipped away.

Terror was an old friend for the petite redhead, but it was one she ought no longer ever have to face. Unfortunately, Braxus and the pull she felt toward him, did exactly that. She was setting herself up to be destroyed, or so she feared, and this time she didn't think she'd survive. Truly, Braxus had no intentions of doing her harm, none that she wouldn't enjoy at least, but Anara had no way of knowing that and so she'd ran.

Seated within what passed for a bar within a small space port on a nameless planet Anara sipped at her drink with little interest. She wasn't exactly hiding, but she wasn't making her whereabouts openly known either. She just needed some time to think, free of whatever influence Braxus seemed to have over her.

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[Kenrath]

Vengeance was on another one of his Galactic tours. He did these every now and then. In some regards just to get away from it all and in some regards to see who and what was out there to be found. He wore a nice suit with his saber tucked hidden in his sleeve like it always was when he traveled slightly under the radar.

As he left the small little space port and past a Cantina he felt a familiar presence but one he had not felt in a very long time. He scanned around the air for a minute before he saw a familiar face. The face that had practically crashed a ship into his home when he was in hiding on Dagobah. He chuckled shaking his head for a moment before he moved over to her taking a seat right beside her.

"Been a long time gorgeous............crashed any ships into people's homes lately?"

He gave her a wink before turning to what passed as a bartender and ordered a drink.

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[Anara Valnor]

The notes of a familiar Song drifted to her on the Melody of the Force, pulling her from her spiraling thoughts. Looking up to the handsome face of a man she'd met through rather disasterous events, Anara smiled, a soft laugh bubbling past her lips. "No. You are the only soul to have such an honor," she murmured, taking a sip of her drink as he joined her.

Amber eyes appraised his attire, her brows lifting slightlyin thought. She always seemed to find herself in the company of men wearing suits while she was dressed rather casually. It was rather amusing and she couldn't quite restrain herself from plucking at the fabric of his pants with a laugh. "I didn't know you had such a keen eye for fashion," she teased.

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[Kenrath]

He chuckled as his drink arrived.

"I don't.................used to have a girl for that. Anyway where have you been hiding yourself?"

He sipped his drink.

"If it were up to me I would never wear anything but robes. The only problem is doing so limits where I can go and I have never been one to tolerate being told where I can and can't go."

He chuckled.

"So occasionally I wear suits."

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[Anara Valnor]

"Really?" She laughed, surprised to know that he'd once had a woman to help him with his wardrobe. Sipping at her drink and fully at ease, she offered him a little smile. "Here and there. Somehow got myself mixed up with the Zambrano's again." With a shake of her head she downed the last of her drink and motioned to the bartender for another.

"Robes? But you look so goon in that suit," she smiled and shifted to rest her legs on one of the other chairs at their table, showing off some skin just because she could. "Robes can be so restrictive." She laughed, the shifted back to sit up more fully as her second drink arrived. "Been keeping busy?"

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[Kenrath]

He chuckled.

"They're like a plague and never fun to deal with. I remember hearing a while back about a guy who fancied himself an Inquisitor of Legend. Used to keep his Apprentices in cages and pimp them out to gain favor. Never heard for sure but it seems like a Zambrano kind of thing to do."

He shrugged sipping his drink with a smirk.

"Well after a certain red head forced me to relocate............"

He glanced over at her with a wink.

"........I crashed a Jedi Temple, met a few new Jedi, met a few new Sith hopefuls, indulged in a little pleasures of the flesh."

He sipped his drink glancing towards her for a moment.

"Reconnected with a few familiar faces from my One Sith days.......some friendly but most not. Got invited to join a few new cults............fathered a child. Mostly just been training myself and a few students while planning my next move."

He smirked.

"You know the usual stuff."

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