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To the beginning.

Vulpesen grinned and watched for his parents reactions. Garen nodded and smiled respectfully. Carliah on the other hand, smiled widely and whispered something that sounded like, "That explains it." Deciding to leave that particular comment alone, Vulpesen was the next to speak. "Well, when you dropped me at Zarro's I elanred to be a merchant, then I become a jedi. Then my master turned sith. I became a renowned shadow but I didn't get nearly enough credit and after someone I easily outranked became my boss, I decided my talents were best put to use with the one sith. That's the short version at least."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She remained silent, glancing down again at her stomach at the comment Vulp's mother had made but then returning her eyes immediately so that his father and he did not see the movement. She was being careful now though, making sure to hide the second presence coming from in her... or rather the two other presences that came from within her.
 
He smiled and wrapped an arm around Alexandra as they sat together. "And Alexandra is right about the first time we met. After that, we met during a strange crisis which included time going a bit strange. After that, she would ask me over to help with training and help with building things, and eventually, we just managed to fall in love I guess. It just sort of happened."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She smiled as he said the part about falling in love and only blinked at his parents as she sat there silently... Suddenly she was completely at a loss for words as she sat there, unable to even think of something to say. So instead she simply let them ask a question or let Vulps keep talking.
 
"Much like we met, though noticeably less violent." Carliah's smile continued and she kissed her husband's cheek. "Though, it seems my dear husband has been able to convince me to defend others, though I admit it doesn't always show." After hearing his wife's words, Garen grinned widely and leaned back on the couch. "That I did, but I also became a bit more relaxed in my methods. But enough with the past for now. We can discuss it later, when the present is not an issue. As I'm certain you've noticed, you seem to have caught us at a rather bad time. Not that it matters much. We've been like this since my father's time, so its been somewhere around four or three hundred years of constant war for us."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She sighed, though the smile on her face showed she found it funny and annoying at the same time as she spoke. "Ok, thats it, you are obviously bad luck mister Vulpesen, no matter where we go there is war." She looked at him as she said that and before letting him respond her smile grew once more as a rapid fire number of questions came from her. "Do they have working space craft, are they able to get off planet and call for help? What is the level of their tech, Pre Gulag or Post Gulag Virus? Oh and do they speak basic, huttese, or other? Do your own people fight with them as well? Or are all of you united against this group of slavers, and if they are as bad as you say do they trade slaves often?" She already had a plan forming, if they were indeed heavy users of slaves, her plan would work fine.
 
"All air flight is highly regulated and if they catch even a whiff of an unauthorized craft, we'll be bombed to high heaven. As for tech, they're using what was once occurs plus a bit of off world stuff. As such, much of it was very advanced... about three hundred years ago. That's why we use spears. With their total isolationist attitude, supplies die fast so anything like a blaster is reserved for special occasions. They speak basic, but they're not slavers. They're bandits and outlaws. They came to plunder and when the Gulagh plague hit, it hit us hard. Gave the perfect opportunity and in about a year, they managed to take everything from us, then exile the majority of the Zorren people." As he spoke, Garen's voice took a melancholy tone. Obviously, the loss of his planet was something incredibly sobering for even the light hearted Torrevaso.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"Perfect, then this is going to be easy, even without my force powers... I need to make a call, they can't track my private frequencies i assume, seeing as you already confirmed my thoughts already." She grinned and already had readied her message for Eve, merely waiting for his ok before she would disappear into the other room and leave Vulpesen with his parents, she did leave a bug on the door though as she left, allowing for her to hear and see the conversation on her datapad.
 
Vulpesen watched Alexandra as she started moving. "Don't get the celebrations ready just yet. They might ahve let us in, but I don't intend to get myself shot getting out. And that goes for anyone else. We were on a single small ship. That.s a glitch blamed on old equipment. Any more might tip them off. And lets not forget that we're currently stuck what we brought, plus what our hosts will graciously allow us use of."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She smiled and for a moment the old her, before she had even left the Sith the first time, erupted from her as a bit of ambition filled her eyes. "Oh, don't worry, im just letting a friend know i won't be going anywhere any time soon, and that im going to need my mail delivered here." She whistled, the tune not so much sad rather more Excited now as she already calculated how long it would take for her small army of droids to be made ready to go and come here.
 
He nodded in confirmation and returned his attention to his parents as she left. From there, the discussion was pleasant, going over a few minor adventures as well as his journey's with Alexandra. His parents flinched at some things he had done, but his mother took pride in her son's ability to be ruthlessly efficient where times like the neat Togorian massacre made his father tear up with joy.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

Alexandra had returned halfway through his explaining his past to them, listening and leaning some things she had never asked him herself. Though her surprise at the things was kept completely hidden, eye scanning over the reaction of his parents while she silently sat there. She did look to the wall once, as if having a conversation with herself, to which she frowned and ended. Ever since that night Hel had come back to the forefront of her mind, though she never tried to take control of Alex's body, knowing doing so would get her locked away again.
 
As his stories ended, his mother and father beamed proudly. Sure there had been a few bumps in the road, but their experiment had worked. A child of neutrality who stayed on both paths and could chose where he stood. "So, what about you miss Cinthra?" His father started. "Yes, I doubt you simply appeared on the galaxy the day he found you."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"I... well... I uh... i wasn't really that fond of my childhood. I was until i was nine... then my parents were killed and i fell off a balcony into an alley in one of the worst parts of Correlia... i was crippled for several weeks until my first master found me in that alley... saved me and gave me a home... he died when i was sixteen to the same sith that killed my parents." She sighed as she tried to shake the memories from her mind until she spoke again. "The Sith found me again a few years ago, a woman named Balaya Zambrano gave me a home and support among the Sith, and even after i faked my death the first time, to get away from the Sith, when we met again she proved to be a friend then and now. As for Vulpesen, we only met that one time when i was a Sith, if it hadn't been for a small problem with a creature named Akala, we wouldn't be in this situation right here, atleast i wouldnt."
 
"I'm sorry for your loss. I'm sure it mustn't have been easy, though I do hope to hear about this Akala as you call it." Like his father, Vulpesen's mother also had a tone of condolence as she spoke. "A hard life to be sure. But, I'm sure such a thing made you stronger. The hardest lives do, after all, make the most powerful people.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"Thank you..." While she hid her emotions, Daeda was more than happy to send them to Vulpesen, thinking he might be able to comfort her in some way. She was suddenly tired of talking, her stomach feeling like she would lose everything she ate the past three days... and probably even tonight's though she hadn't eatej it yet.
 
Vulpesen's look turned to one of concern as he felt Ace's voice speak through the ashlan relay. After a moment of sensing her through the force, he replied with a message of similar origins. "Whats wrong?" He wrapped an arm around her and Carliah patted Garen's knee before getting up. "Come, lets leave the two alone for a bit."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"No, its fine, i was just thinking, no need to leave." She glanced at him, though Daeda said nothing because, he didn't even get a hint of what she was thinking. She literally shut out everything from her mind as she and hel had a conversation, one that left Daeda stunned. The simple reason being, she never shut him out, because she knew that doing so was damaging to their link, in doing this he was being left out of a conversation and this left him very uneasy, not liking Hel already, but any private conversation with Hel was never a good one.
 
He rose a brow at her actions, finding them fairly odd to say the least, though his mother quickly made sure to break the bit of tension that hung in the air with a clap of her hands. "Well, I'll go get us some food. Garen, my love, you keep them company." With that, she got up and walked off, her red tail flicking behind her. At that moment, a new thought popped into Vulpesens head. "And what exactly is the food. I don't think there's really any zorren restaurants in the outer galaxy."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Probably some rodent you guys caught in th- Oh god, please dont... i mean, ive called Vulpesen Fox Face so long that the thought just popped into my mind... please don't take that seriously." She looked at his father, Hel laughing her mind and for once so was Daeda, the two of them agreeing that Alex had just turned into a complete fool in a second... she swore she even heard them high five in her mind.
 

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