Private The Holiday

[Lady Falentra]

Falentra rested her head against his shoulder as she breathed an inaudible sigh of relief. She relished the moment in this warm embrace, entirely serene, free from the worries of the week.

Of course, she had doubts and apprehensions coming here, who wouldn't meeting their boyfriend's family? "I did, but you're here, and that is all that matters." She said honestly. It was a chance to get away from sith space, the darkness was often stiflingly heavy at times. "I can't wait to be with you again." She whispered almost sultrily, they hadn't been together since naboo. It wasn't his family she was here for, but her bond. Unfortunately, their time behind closed doors would have to wait.

"But yes, it would be rude not to say hello to the hosts first." She smiled as he linked her clawed hands in his. "I'm nervous, honestly." She admitted as Balun led them forwards. Wherever she went, she always stood out like a sore thumb, her freakish looks always turning heads, not always in a good way especially when in sith space. Although Makai didn't seem to have an issue with her when they met, perhaps the rest of the family would be as open minded.

"Are the rest of your family as good looking as you, Balun Dashiell ?"

 

[Azula Tindara]

"No thanks. I'm not drinking in solidarity with Ellie so I'll just grab something from the ice bucket."

"Aww, that's sweet," Azula said to Makai. She felt a touch of guilt that he had brought beers and wine out for everyone and she was heading inside.

She also wanted to head inside and see how Judah was doing. Just as he needed to spend time with Makai, he was very close to Myra.

She was going to arrive back at the house with Danger at around the same time as Balum and his partner.

"I might have a glass of something a little stronger," she said conversationally to Danger as they meandered back. She offered a wave towards the figures through the kitchen window.

 

[Makai Dashiell]

Wearing \ Gear : X | X | X | X | X Interacting With : N/A

"Yep. Have fun in there."

As for himself, he was fine left alone on the beach.Well, alone in terms of adult company. Rue was still bringing him seashells and rocks to identify - and to keep safe in apile. Food pretty much done and warming, Makai drug a chair over to his impromptu chef's station, cracked the seal on a kelp juice, and kicked back.

 

[Judah Dashiell]

"It has been too long. Don't worry, I won't let it go as long next time. I promised to hang out on Joiol more and I will. I need to start researching new brunch recipes after all. Also, thanks for the invite, but I won't be popping in too much. I don't want you to have to stop and entertain - old man in the way and all that."

Judah smiled at his own lame little joke. Annoying the kids on the regular unannounced, even living on the same compound, wouldn't be wise. With a growing family, he was aware they needed their time alone to relax and bond versus having him poke around. Between work however, he would split his time between here and a luxury island home in the Commonwealth region of Sith Space - purchased due to his growing ties in the region.

"As for escaping, I see Azula and Danger headed this way. No escaping now, I wouldn't do that. Tempting though."

Danger Arceneau | Myra Arceneau Dashiell | Lady Falentra | Balun Dashiell | Thessa Kai | Makai Dashiell | Azula Tindara ​

 

[Balun Dashiell]

Location: Dashiell Family Estate, Tirtha Cove, Joiol.
Wearing: X.
Non-Playable Characters: Luna.
Interacting With: Myra Arceneau Dashiell , Makai Dashiell , Persephone Dashiell , Thessa Kai , Judah Dashiell , Azula Tindara , Danger Arceneau , Lady Falentra

"I mean, they're a pretty cool bunch, but nah, they're not as good-looking as I am," Balun quipped with a soft chuckle, his voice light with teasing humor. He walked beside Lady Falentra , their hands entwined as they made their way back toward the Dashiell Estate. The comment was, of course, a joke, one that carried no truth but every intention of making her smile. He loved seeing her smile, especially knowing how often she wrestled with insecurities about her appearance. Being a Sith Spawn meant facing prejudices and assumptions, particularly from those who didn't understand, and Balun knew how much first impressions weighed on her mind.

To him, none of that mattered. Sith Spawn or not, Nouqai was Nouqai—a fiercely loyal, intelligent, and uniquely beautiful soul. He only wished she could see herself through his eyes, to understand that what others thought didn't define her. Here, among his family and friends, he doubted anyone would even notice, let alone judge her based on her origins. Force sensitivity or not, most wouldn't even suspect her heritage.

"You've already met my brother Makai before," Balun began, shifting the conversation as they approached the estate. "His wife, Myra, is here too, along with their daughter. And… Myra's mother, I think?" His steps faltered slightly as he tripped over his own uncertainty, his brow furrowing as he pieced together the web of family connections. 'Wait, so Danger Arceneau is Myra's mother, right? And Danger is Dad's ex... but Myra and Makai are married...' He trailed off, his train of thought visibly derailed, his expression a mix of confusion and mild amusement at the complexity of it all.

"Uh… anyway," he said after a beat, shaking his head to clear the thought. He turned to Nouqai with a reassuring smile, his tone softening. "They're all good people. You'll see. No need to worry—they'll like you." His words carried not just reassurance but a quiet conviction, a belief that she belonged here just as much as he did.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

Outfit: x x x x x | Equipment: x x x x | Tag: Makai Dashiell Azula Tindara

Danger gave a small nod to Makai and reached over to him to give him a quick half hug and a kiss on top of his head. "Thank you for takin' on grill duty," She told him, giving him a loving ruffle of his hair before walking away.

It was considerate of him wanting to not drink in solidarity with Myra. Truth be told, it was very evident that he was doing his best to do right by her adoptive daughter, especially during their pregnancy.

"If you need me to bring out anything else, let me know, won't be long." Danger told him, before turning towards Azula. The togruta was making her way back up to the house.

"I'll guide you to the bar, Miz Aszula," Danger drawled out to the Jedi, gesturing for the woman to follow her. Now it was time to see how the two ladies fared alone.

This was going to be interesting.

 

[Myra Arceneau Dashiell]

Outfit: x x x x x | Equipment: x x x x | Tag: Judah Dashiell Azula Tindara Danger Arceneau

Myra gave a chuckle, shaking her head.

"I can always provide a diversion. It isn't the first time I've done so," She replied with a teasing glint in her grey eyes. More than once she had played interference and it was more in good fun than anything else.

Myra set her glass down and slowly pushed herself off the stool.

"Do you want a plate for some of the appetizers we have? Food is also a great distraction," She added, chuckling, moving towards the area of the kitchen that had an entire table with a broad array of appetizers and finger foods.

 

[Lady Falentra]

His joke had put a smile on her face, she threw a playful punch against his arm. "Of course, no one is as good looking as you are." She giggled.

They walked down the path between the small forest, the estate was certainly in a nice scenic location. "I didn't know he had a daughter." Or that he was married as a matter of fact. She didn't know much about his family, but that was what today was about.

Hopefully, his words were true, the Sith were not always liked in parts of the galaxy, especially not by 'good people'. And she had not a family herself, she didn't know how to act around one.

Hand in hand, they stepped into the building, immediately, various people came into view, none were Makai, the only one of Balun's relatives that she knew. "Who to first?" She asked.