Private The Totally Not Awkward Date

[Saul Colsan]

How long has it been since Saul had been on a date?

It had to be about a decade ago, Saul was dating a cute blonde who he promised to take her out on Life Day dinner. However, Saul stood her up mainly because of the nightmares he had against the One Sith and The Sith Order. There was a time before the Galactic Alliance formed was when Saul fought as a solider for the High Republic. As bad as the brotherhood was, they paled in comparison to the devastation that the One Sith caused especially during the battle of Coruscant. The memories still haunted Saul to the point where he left the blonde girl without telling her. He could imagine that the woman was upset but he just couldn't bare to be with anyone. When the Galactic Alliance formed, Saul was chosen to be an SIA agent thanks to his exploits in the Great Galactic War.

He accepted feeling that war and fighting was all he knew. Since then, Saul had become one of the best agents in the SIA though he didn't have any semblance of a personal life. Mission after mission led Saul to confide with his two best friends: Beer and Alcohol. Everyone else was second. Yet Sera Inkari was different from all of the other people he met, there was a connection an understanding between the two of them. Invisible wounds that only those who experienced them would understand. Though the two of them were social basket cases, they communicated in a way that they understood their thoughts and feelings. It was..... rather unusual Saul never felt this way for anyone. Wearing a surprisingly decent outfit Saul went to Sera's place sticking a cigarette in the corner of his mouth. He didn't have that much credits overall but what he gathered was decent to get some good food in the upper levels of Coruscant.

It was going to be his first date in many years, it was strange that Saul was more nervous about this than any dangerous missions he'd been on throughout his life. Knocking on the door, Saul took a deep breath and waited for Sera to answer.

Sera Inkari

 

[Sera Inkari]

"Just a minute," gave them an awkward pause. Our force knew not many moments were happily awkward. Pressured, expectant, rigid dogma or in her case seen before she experienced them. What girl wasn't a little late?

Sera's door parted for Saul. Amber light spilled outward, flickering candles displaying simple murals or woven tapestry for humble artistic or religious decoration. Sera had little and needed less. Amber hues from candlelight, hands together in front of her. Our priestess was wearing perhaps one of her few dresses. Smooth carmine red shades, one-piece, soft fabric running downward along her figure, with bronze necklaces adorning nape of her neck, matching bracelets that clipped to her wrist and ankles, light but intricate. Long red gloves covered her scarred hand, as if she was hiding them, with hair doing her best to disguise her cheek injury, her shoes were matching colored flats, sleek but not that expensive. Makeup light, just enough, with hinting accentuation.

Running fountain behind her, giving her room much-needed moisture, leading to a small altar where she would pray every morning. Was there another noise from her room? No probably just wind that ran past candles, they flickered curiously, questions best left for later.

Sera parted curling Auburn red hair, brushing strands behind her ear, leaving her scarred cheek covered. Looking up toward him, her lips moved to smile, gloved hand resting beside them, "Saul." Ocean blue eyes blinked and her hands rested back in front of her coming together at her waist.

Awkward silences weren't so bad.

She stepped out and closed her door behind her. Escorted where he was leading. Quieter glances. Fleeting fragile moments that she wished could last, present, and alive.

Saul Colsan

 

[Saul Colsan]

Saul wondered if Sera had been on a date before, he couldn't imagine an ultra-religious figure being the most sociable, though the way she talked in terse, one liners, Saul detected that she was more broken by whatever experiences she endured rather than being devoted to her faith. Despite her being a former Jedi and being religious, Sera is a woman which usually means they spend an ungodly amount of time getting themselves ready. He sighed leaning against the wall. Why was it that women take an eternity just to put on a set of clothes. Saul put on his outfit in less than five minutes then again he was also surprised that he had decent clothes. It was buried underneath the numerous beer bottles in his wardrobe, Saul didn't remember where he bought him maybe it was for a mission perhaps?

The door opened and Saul's mouth dropped staring at Red Woman. She was wearing a choker made from interconnected elongated hexagons. In the center was a ruby stone likely of religious significance. Bracelets covering her wrists and ankles, a lovely crimson dress hugging against her slim figure. Her long red hair was tied up a bit but still covered her burned cheeks. Sera looked beautiful and that was a word Saul doesn't use often. The two stared at each other for a moment. Saul's gaze slowly turned to the fountain that was behind Sera and the candles lit behind her. He didn't know the significance of the fountain but he remembered how thirsty she got after using her powers. "Sera....." Saul mumbled. "You look..... radiant."

Well, that was bad way of putting it, who the hell calls a woman radiant?

"There's a restaurant in the upper levels of Coruscant that I've been before," Saul said placing his hands inside of his pockets. "I think you'll love it, it has ummmm Wine and.... Duck I think. Its been years I've been to the place."

He removed his hand from his pocket offering Sera to hold his hand. "Shall we?" He said.

Sera Inkari

 

[Sera Inkari]

Soft eyes, turning her cheek, small blush running across her face. Sera ran her hands across her dress as he extended his hand, accepting, and tugging dress fabric idly with her other. "Thank you." Saul was right Sera never dated, her religious studies had been everything, more Jedi Dogma, more Sith Dogma, and real-life never having a chance. Escorted by him, lowering her eyes Sera quietly said, "you look handsome," long lashes blinking before she looked up back up, a hint of eyeshadow shown.

Ghosts. She guessed maybe Saul didn't date either, so their evening could be awkward!

Vulnerability itched like brittle scratches. Uneasiness was telling, usually vacating her moments by farseeing when confined. Speaking mask for her anxiety, "Lovely," she searched for words, "duck will be lovely."

Glancing into his eyes, "Saul," she wanted to ask again, like before at their fountain.

Sera had a feeling of what might be here between them, and she worried that what that bond was, was something different from what Saul thought. Force bond attraction of a different kind, adding layers of question in her mind. He wasn't a force user, maybe he did like her, or maybe he felt sympathy, an obligation for saving her life?

Dating was complicated!

Her question would wait again, instead, "thank you," she said again. As if she kept awkwardly thanking him, he'd saved her, picked her instead of Derek and all that meant to him. When he looked at her, she smiled.

Saul Colsan

 

[Saul Colsan]

A smile slowly formed on Saul's face as he stood there gawking at Sera like a child meeting a stranger. He tightened his grip over her hand to try to shake off the embarrassment. "This is harder than I thought." Saul said staring at the red woman's blushing face. "Who knew taking on Sith Lords bare handed was easier."

At least Sera didn't make a fool of herself unlike Saul when she called him handsome. "Thanks," Saul said nodding his head wondering what to do next. There were no schemas to pull from for moments like this. All of Saul's instincts was to drink a couple of Beers and call it a night. The agent could still taste the Beer on his breath. He consumed a can before leaving. The beverage did the trick in calming his nerves, but it didn't serve him well swerving through the always chaotic traffic lanes of Coruscant. In fact, Saul received some fanciful insults by passerbys on the way to Sera's apartment.

"Duck is lovely," Saul said taking a deep breath. "You know what else is lovely? Chocolate." Saul ruffled through his pocket grabbing a McYoda style chocolate bar and placing it in Sera's hands. "Uhhhh," Saul struggled to find the words. "Did you know that ummmm chocolate, is the symbol of love."

That sounded a lot better in his head, perhaps Saul should've paid better attention to the Holovids about dating advice.

They approached Saul's Airspeeder a beaten down old speeder. It got the job done, bought Saul from point A to point B and he made some modifications such as a place stash all of his weapons, a new Holoradio. "Of course, Sera," Saul said when she thanked him. He wasn't sure why Sera was thanking but it was clear she was just as embarrassed about this date than he is.

"There's a lot of things we can do after we eat." Saul said opening the passenger door for Sera to enter. "Coruscant is nicknamed the planet that never sleeps." Saul entered his speeder turning it on the relaxing sounds of rock music filling his ears. The agent could feel his confidence starting to resurface after that long walk picking Sera up.


"Let's have a good, long date." Saul smiled at Sera as the speeder took off.

Sera Inkari

 

[Sera Inkari]

Gifts from dates Sera Inkari was not used to, there had been others but, nobody who cared, perhaps her first Master showed kindness? Men speak of love easily Sera wondered, accepting his gift and pressing her hand back ever so softly, kindness was unexpected still. Brief elbow touch along his arm, "you're doing great."

Saul was leading, Sera relaxing to be along for their ride, she couldn't tell him how nice a feeling that was. Relaxing. Living. Edging closer to his side. She was beginning to feel safer around him, little by little. Her doubts, she could leave for a night, whatever happened, happened.

Black outline of Saul's speeder, warmer smile when he opened her door, "Are you sure don't date much?" She was beginning to suspect! Folding her dress underneath herself, and making herself comfortable beside him. Her gloved hands rested in her lap holding her gift, head tilted slightly toward him, wondering what kind of music he listened to.

Sera he had no idea where they were headed, loving sense of surprise. Not to ruin her appetite, and waiting till he was ready, she snapped a small piece of her gifted chocolate off, lips biting. Holding a piece out for Saul. Sharing gesture. Blue eyes glancing for telltale ring of a partner on his finger, coyly making out they were looking at nothing in particular.

"How do you relax here?" Liking to know more about Saul and his interests.

Saul Colsan

 

[Saul Colsan]

"I don't think I am," Saul said giving a nervous chuckle when Sera said that he was doing great in the date so far. "But thank you." Sera was doing her best out of a strange situation. Neither of them ever experienced a normal life much less a date. In Saul's case, it been a little over a decade since he last dated.

"I did date actually," Saul said While ascending the Speeder towards the road. "But that was years ago, and it didn't end well." Saul bobbed his head back and forth to the rock music as he turned up the volume a bit. From the corner of his eye, Saul saw Sera curious about the music he was playing. "This is heavy metal." Saul said. "Particularly old school heavy metal, not into the new stuff it's a bunch of screaming with no intent behind it."

The Agent shook his head while he continued to drive. "Not much to say," Saul said shaking his head when Sera offered him a piece of the chocolate she gave her. "If by relaxing, you mean pills, smokes and alcohol that's how I get my kicks. Though I do have a particular fondness for ancient history and action vids."

He sighed. "Other than that you probably find me boring." Saul chuckled. "What about you Sera, what do you like?"

Sera Inkari

 

[Sera Inkari]

His settling gave space for her to settle too. Relaxing with nervous partners was harder. Her body language eased when he became more confident.

Very different music from her temple! Intense, fiery. Flames within words shouted out from feeling or instrument. Different worlds, her liking it surprised her. Resting her elbow on the window, fingertips careful not to touch glass. "Words with meaning, emotion," she asked, she felt that way too. Always thinking it was just her dogmatic texts, but "I like this too," actually from her expression, she wouldn't mind if it was louder!

History. Shifting herself sideways so she could watch him, curiosity about history. Focused always on futures instead, she knew almost none. "What history do you study?"

Boring? Blinking, she looked at him again, why did pull himself down? Quietly, "I'm in your speeder," she smiled. Feeling both had that self-deprecation expressed in different ways. She didn't just get in anyone's speeder, this was her first real date!

Sera was embarrassed when he asked, not for him asking, that was kind. What interests did she have? "Prayer and ritual. Music," listening, moving her foot to his music, "not this but intense like this. Diving and marine life," were refreshing, never much time for, "calligraphy, especially desert cursive scripts and Kiffer Kadan" Autokinetic patterns too, but she didn't want to bore him either by talking too much.

Saul Colsan

 

[Saul Colsan]

Saul wasn't a religious man though he slowly came around with the Force being this binding energy and what not. He just wished that the Jedi wasn't so damn secretive about the Force. "Yeah," Saul said feeling more confident in himself with Sera slowly getting immersed with the music. "Listen to this song," Saul smiled cranking up the volume just a little. "Feel the soul, the passion behind the man playing the guitar."

The agent continued to turn up the knob listening to Sera to what Sera liked. So far it was pretty much what he predicted, the usual religious stuff but there were some hobbies she mentioned that were intriguing and surprising. "You like the Ocean huh?" Saul said remembering that Sera needed to consume water more than the average human due to her physiology. "Maybe if you're interested in another date we can go to the planet: Aquaris. They have a lot of interesting creatures who dwell underwater. Many esoteric creatures recognized by you."

Saul shrugged. "I just like the Fish food there," he said. "The way they make the fish fillet..... it's mouthwatering."

His gazed turned to the road not wanting to meet Sera's. The night barely started and already he was talking about another date. He was known of something of a chick magnet back when he fought in the frontlines, but his lack of social skill prevented any relationship from progressing further. "I've always liked the desert Sera," Saul said talking over the loud music. "I'm part of an archeology group that explores the ruins of ancient temples! My main interest was the Infinite Empire or Rakata Empire. They said that possessed technology that surpassed the stuff we have today!"

The agent smiled. "But I don't want to bore you by talking too much." Saul said instinctively placing his hand over hers.

Sera Inkari

 

[Sera Inkari]

First she looked at him unsure, but he encouraged so she did. Closing her eyes, her body swaying slightly in her chair. Farseeing guitar solo along where music might lead. So many paths, tones, sensations, and colors, small glimpses of melody, guitarist, and their future. Smiles, a wince, smiles again, potential future of their song playing out across her visions.

Opening her eyes, surprised blink. Another date! He was moving fast! She was hesitant but liking his confidence a lot, this side of him was easier to talk to. Even if she wasn't sure yet if they had that connection, or what that connection even was. Demure smile and look, not giving him a yes or no yet!

When she was young, before isolation, "once I saw a firefly squid dancing with a sea angel, I couldn't tell if I was seeing or dreaming." Her smile showed happy recall, "they were so pure that I didn't understand why I deserved to be there in that moment to see them," but there was no childhood, not really "underwater was always somewhere I wanted to be." An unrealized dream, refreshing, relaxing, and peaceful.

Then fish, fillets, and favorite foods. "I think I might like it too," just from Saul's description! She laughed lightly, her first laugh in his company. Bore her, "No No, do." Feeling his hand over hers, she glanced low and bit her cheek. Part because of… ..., but also because "Temple life was," she said with more difficulty, mixed feelings, "purposeful." How she'd left her order, brought a lump to her throat, and her mood shifted.

She'd really like to hear him speak about temples. Sera didn't like shying away from difficulty, but maybe he'd not know that about her yet! Unless force bonds were what was going on, then maybe he did.

Saul Colsan

 

[Saul Colsan]

Sera seemed to be receptive towards Saul's proposal of a second date though she didn't answer the question. That was good considering that Saul was moving way too fast. "A firefly squid huh?" Saul asked grateful that Sera changed the subject. "Read about them once, they're known for their bioluminescence and dwell deep underwater. About 700-1,300 feet on average. Their eggs are a delicacy amongst the Gungans of Naboo."

The Agent smirked a lame pick up line forming in his head. "They are pure and majestic." he said. "Like you."

Saul briefly shook his head, that was indeed a lame pick up line. Why the hell did he even say it? Pretty impulsive of him and he wasn't even drunk! "Well I would like to take you to Aquaris some day." Saul said smiling. "That's..... all."

He could feel Sera being uncomfortable when she talked about life in the temple. For some reason his mood shifted to more of a bittersweet feeling.... strange. "I'm sorry....." Saul said holding her hand. "Life as a grunt for the High Republic wasn't exactly sunshine and rainbows for me. Especially with the One Sith prowling around."

Saul shook his head. "If you don't want to talk about it." he said. "I won't force you, no need for you to tear off your scabs if you don't want to."

Sera Inkari

 

[Sera Inkari]

Listening, she realized how well-traveled Saul was, wanting to be part of his journeys for a moment, "Dreamed often of Naboo," Sera admitted, "life felt, Teine biorach, flame of heather, moor burning during summer," imagery she felt awkward sharing. Futures, paths, and possibilities. Sometimes older, sometimes younger, sometimes not alon…

Pure, mmmh compliments. Blush, gloved hand to her cheek, lowering her eyelashes. Breathe. Deflecting. Magestic? She had to tease him, "Majestic, like a parade?" Sera's blush-colored into her smile. She was happy his hand covered hers.

"Well I would like to take you to Aquaris some day." Saul said smiling. "That's..... all."

Saul chased, and part of her loved this. Longer alluring look, still no answer… but she enjoyed him asking. Feeling wanted and pursued was disarming inside. Beautiful, swept up...

Especially with the one sith prowling around.

He held her hand, a had she felt had hurt him. Her eyes closed, heart feeling heavy in her chest, lump in her throat became dry. Now she felt like apologizing again, but how could she? Watching Saul reflecting in speeder glass, she didn't know what to say, mouth half-opened.

She closed her eyes. Difficulty facing him, vulnerable truth, a tear ran down her cheek. Maybe this is why she was here, she hadn't realised, how many sins she had to repent. "I might be responsible," Sera struggled, far too much responsibility to take but she felt that way. Visions, images drawn for his mind of her standing with One Sith, helping them.

Awkward silence, she open her eyes totally vulnerable, Saul had given her space to be and not pushed. She was grateful.

Saul Colsan

 

[Saul Colsan]

"Naboo huh?" Saul saw the restaurant ahead and began to drive towards its parking lot. "I've heard it's lovely this time of year, well more so considering that the Confederacy had fallen. Never liked the CIS, they were always too bloated for their own good."

He then turned his gaze towards Sera, her pale face was flushed with embarrassment to the point where she was trying to compose herself. Saul was hardly a charmer maybe he was better at flirting than he thought. Or maybe Sera is easily flattered probably the latter. "Maybe we could go to Naboo instead of Aquaris," Saul shrugged. "I don't mind I've always wanted Sando Aqua Monster."

Saul heard legends of the sea beasts, how they waged war against the Gungans, how they could create earthquakes by a slap of their tails. It was quite fascinating. As Saul began to park he heard Sera whispering that he might be responsible for the One Sith. "What do you mean?" Saul said turning off the Speeder. Should he press her on the One Sith? No, what happened took place years ago. Whatever Sera did she harbored a ton of guilt. Saul got the feeling that whoever she was before was not the same woman she is now.

"Forget it," Saul said caressing her cheek wiping the tear that rolled down. "You're different," Saul whispered. "Whatever happened in the past does not reflect on what you can do to fix it. We're all mired in sin."

Sera Inkari

 

[Sera Inkari]

Saul had made everything lighter, easier. So much easier than usual. Sea creatures, he wanted to share her interests, and she felt the same way.

She cried a tear, and he stopped their speeder.

He stopped to take care of her, stopped everything to turn around and make sure she was okay, just like that. If only he could see who he was through her eyes. Resting her cheek to his hand, closing her eyes, time slowed for her. She felt his doubts and knew he was hard on himself.

Forget it.

"Okay." She whispered softly. Have to stop thanking him, she thought to herself, somehow! "Ghosts and sinners" Warmth in her cheek, thankfully he picked her better cheek! "People don't usually do that," she curled up from his hand, "stop everything," second date, Naboo, don't go too fast Sera, "but you do."

"You're different," silently looking at him, lump in her throat wasn't sadness this time.

Dabbing her eyes, sparkling, not sad. "Hope I'm still majestic," she said trying to lighten their mood, her makeup hopefully wasn't bad, she didn't have lots on. Crying in her date's speeder. Totally not awkward. Composing herself, she glanced in their mirror to see if her face was still okay. Raising her head up, her hands snuck back in her lap.

Saul Colsan

 

[Saul Colsan]

"We're all sinners," Saul stated. "Anyone who says otherwise is an idiot, it's about being aware of what we've done and try to do better." The agent shrugged turning off his Speeder. "You're better at repenting than I am." He said.

Saul accepted who he was: A killer hired to do wet work nothing more and nothing less. The only thing he can do is to not let people go down his path. "I like to think that," Saul said turning his gaze from Sera when she told that he was different. "But yeah you always look majestic Sera even when you're preparing for battle."

He did like the few red dresses that she wore. It was more expensive and elegant than all of his clothing combined. "Come on Sera," Saul said. "Don't be so hard on yourself. It's something I'm used to."

The Agent exited the speeder before opening the door to allow Sera to exit. "We have a night of fun ahead of us." he said. "Let's enjoy it as long as we can."

Sera Inkari

 

[Sera Inkari]

Repenting, she wanted to believe him, and comfort him too. She wasn't sure if she did, but she like hearing him say so. "Perhaps what you went through made you strong, protective, stopping to help me," Another man might have sat there awkwardly, panicked, or just driven on. "Depth and resilience are within you from your scars," she wished to find the same. Sera couldn't resist saying something, maybe she could help ease his self-reflection. Saul was always hard on himself, life made him that way.

Majestic, she couldn't tease him again, he was just going to keep making her blush. Untucking her legs, she exited Saul's speeder, which brought a sensation of her leaving an intimate couple of moments. He held their space around them, letting her smile, laugh and cry, like it was natural. His speeder was harder to let go of than she expected.

All this and there was still their night ahead of them. Lightly adjusting her dress back into place, and touching her hair to make sure everything was okay up there. Having her hair up didn't happen often, and intimate speeder rides didn't either.

"As long as we can," Sera smiled, stepping closer to him and glancing upward.

Saul Colsan

 

[Saul Colsan]

Saul looped his arm around Sera's carefully escorting her through the street. "I guess," Saul said when she told him that his traumatic experiences made him a stronger person. "I just don't want more people to end up like me."

The agent turned to Sera smiling at her a genuine smile this time. It felt awkward but at the same time..... good. They shared a lot in common and not the shared trauma. "Your scars....." Saul shrugged. "Makes you ummm radiant, no need to hide them all the time you know? You're like me a survivor stronger than you once were."

Well Sera was a stronger person than Saul will ever be.

"Well, we arrived." Saul approached a Weequay guard who asked them if they booked reservations. "Yeah I did," Saul stated. "About a week ago."

"Scans show that there's nothing under your name." The Weequay said looking at his Holopad.

"What do you mean?" Saul growled. Check it again."

The guard shrugged as he began to type some things on his Holopad. "Can't believe I hit a snag already." Saul sighed staring at Sera.

Sera Inkari

 

[Sera Inkari]

Looped by his side, warm fluttering feeling drew a soft breath, "Sparing them their fates, you have worked so hard to focus on others," she touched her fingertips to his arm, "might not be so bad if they were to be like you." Her eyes traced left and right across his face. Only spared your pain and what you've seen Saul, she wanted to say or to shout.

For moments she felt torn, between turning her head when he spoke of her scars and accepting they were okay. Gnawing itch clawing at her stomach might take more reassurances. She didn't feel stronger, Syn had tried to show her she had both light and dark, that she could help others by acknowledging she understood both. Hard work to put all her emotions and thoughts together.

Patiently waiting behind him while Saul and the doorman spoke, she had enjoyed their ride and walk. Sera didn't mind where they ate, but Saul had wanted to come here, and she wanted to be part of that world for a day. Graceful steps brought her forward, hands together.

"Excuse me, sir," she said softly, "would it be possible to have a small table, we don't mind where." You couldn't say she was glowing yet, but you could say she shone happier and brighter than she had been in a long time. "Someone important said that you shape and create the most beautiful fish meals," small smile to Saul, quiet sera-smile, "and we would be heartbroken to miss out." Force bond or not, seer-wars or not, Sith or not, let her have tonight she dared to hope.

Saul Colsan

 

[Saul Colsan]

Saul just stared at the guard while Sera talked trying to sweet talk him into getting a table. "Well, I did reserve us a nice city view table," He whispered at Sera.

"Ah here you are: Saul Colson!" The guard said. "Unfortunately, the city side tables are unavailable tonight. We're busy renovating the area to make it more..... cozy."

"What?!" Saul growled shaking his head. "Why the hell wasn't I told?!"

"You were informed weeks ago sir," The Guard said. "You should've received a Holomail about it."

Saul rifled through his pockets taking out his Holoprojector and checking his mail. "Son of a gun....." Saul said shifting through the 1000s of unchecked Holomail and finding the message from the restaurant. "I gotta check my mail more often."

The only mail Saul checks is the highly classified SIA mail which was empty for weeks much to Saul's dismay. "We still have spots open," the guard.

"Just take us," Saul sighed motioning Sera to follow. "Already a bad start....." He muttered to Sera.

Sera Inkari

 

[Sera Inkari]

"Sorry," she whispered back, Sera could see he wanted things to go smoothly, and she did too, mostly for him so he could relax as she had. She felt guilty she was enjoying herself and Saul was so tense to make things perfect.

Gloved hand on her own arm rubbing her elbow. Opening her palm, tension in her body language creeping back in, but open. Their Guard thankfully found their names, which was a relief as Saul was getting angrier or tenser. In her Sith days that might have meant someone being thrown into a wall. "Wherever we are Saul, I'm happy," she tried to ease his mood, but she felt he was unsettled.

Flashes of futures crept into her vision as their awkward exchange ended, she looked to the Guard and saw his days, his weeks, and his possible futures, so many at once. Briefly taken out of her happier sense of their present. Not tonight, Sera pulled herself back to now, let me have tonight, she almost pleaded with her force. First light touch of her religious symbol across her neck, her fingers pushed against it.

Searching around for somewhere less prickly to look at, Sera appreciated plantlife, especially any tanks with fish swimming, lowering her head to watch any movement underwater on their short journey. She gave Saul some space to relax, and would sit gracefully when they found their table. Folding her dress beneath her and placing her hands together, smallest fidget, fingers tugging fingers in her lap.

Saul Colsan