You Look Familiar

[Akabane Jarvik]

Kaikielius, Royal Palace of Enfer



Akabane liked to gripe when tasked with doing something stupid or boring but for once, he had no complaints. The instructions given to him we're extremely simple. All he had to do was go wait in a hangar until something arrived. He had no clue what it could possibly be nor did he care too much about figuring that out. Whatever it was, the princess probably didn't want him looking into to it and that was perfectly fine with him. Akabane would rather not be nosey anyways. Digging too deep into her business could complicate things for the young man. Something like, "You know too much, you are to never abandon your position even in death. If you do, I'll claim your life in the name of House Solidor." He chuckled after putting that thought in his head as he imitated her voice. Doing that around her would seriously land him in a coffin though. He couldn't pass up the opportunity however, as it was extremely funny.

Once Akabane cleaned up and clothed himself, he started off towards the hangar which would be the gracious location of today's event. On his way there he found himself really analyzing the palace. It felt strange being in such a place with his status. He didn't care about nobility and all that stuff but he could definitely see the difference in being poor and rich. These walls... they weren't built for a peasant, as she called him. They were built for the great noblewoman he served, or perhaps her father. He sighed after forming a new thought. I've gotten into a bloody mess again... That was the truth of the matter. Akabane came to the princess one day expecting a normal job but it turned into becoming her knight. Of course holding that title and protecting her wasn't the thing that bothered him. She was a stunning woman with lovely eyes, a perfect body and great strength. Nothing would appear to be wrong at first glance... but then she pulls out a whip and yells at her prey, her noble title didn't help with the situation. It would've been a scary experience if Akabane wasn't given special treatment.

He grinned after thinking about all that. Despite having many reasons to dislike her, he couldn't. She had goals to reach and probably needed some people to keep close in the Chaotic world they lived in. If that's what he was there for then he couldn't just leave her alone. Father would be ashamed of him as a man if he were to do so. That's a risk he wasn't willing to take. Akabane had nothing else to do at the moment anyways. Sticking around wouldn't be all that bad as long as he stayed resilient. He lost the grin, remembering why he was even walking through these rich people halls. "The job." Akabane eventually got to the hangar without much trouble. He noticed no one was there yet and took a second sit down on the edge, facing out towards the city. Now he waited, legs dangling off the edge and eyes enjoying the scenery.

[member="Princess Ashelia Solidor"]

 

[Ashelia Solidor]

As her shuttle landed in the hangar, Ashelia stayed for a moment sitting in the command chair. Watching with her purple eyes as the people walked around all the hangar, looking in the faces of elzeris with pale silver, white, purple, red, brown and dark hair, seeing the kaleesh in their ornamented masks, or the miraluka with those bands around their faces to cover their eyes. Her heart even went off when seeing the Arkanian Offshoots all around the hangar doing jobs that the elfs had no desire in doing, very few of them held true wealth in their long lives, but even so, to live in Kaikielius and to be free to choose how your life will go on, was much better then to freeze to death in the mines of Arkania.

Life moved on, someone told her long time ago, especially when one looked at the beautiful Twi’leks and Ratattaki, or the Ugnaughts that worked in construction. Once she had a Nagai boyfriend, and now always laughed when seeing one walking, enough to make them love at her like she was completely insane. It took her a long time before she decided to stood up and get off the ship, being home did that to her. Like a warm fire burning inside your chest.

She missed the smell of the woods and the sound of the water, how beautiful the red tone in the lethans skin were, how fierce the Nagai and Ratattaki fought in pubs all around the city, Ashelia did not missed the humans, those had no love from her. She met a lot of despicable ones in her days of service as a outlaw to be any fond of them.

“Wasn’t there supposed to be someone?”, she murmured to herself, eyes going all around the hangar as she looked for any embassador, or envoy to take her to Enfer. Or at least someone to pick up her gift for devilish sister. A sword wrapped in a dark cloak in her back, one that was made for her, at her father's orders with the witch from Utapau.

[member="Akabane"]

 

[Akabane Jarvik]

The city life always put Akabane in a good mood. Things we're much more simpler and quicker in a city. Order food and get it moments later, get a job at any street corner, hop on an airbus and get wherever you want, and so on. Anything in the city made him feel good about life. The bare grasslands were nice every now and then but he really loved the city life. Growing up on Kro Var it may sound strange that he preferred living in a city. A simple taste of it made him crave it though. It wasn't like he hated the countrysides or anything, the man loved nature more than anything. Him, at this time just enjoyed having everything vital to survival close by and readily available. As he grows older this probably won't change. Old people tend to like simple as well. Looking at the city on this foreign planet reminded him of that simple mind he developed over the years. Simple was good.

A rush of wind almost blew him off of the edge, abruptly, giving him quite the scare. Being so focused on the city caused him to miss the ship that just flew by into the hangar. He stood up and turned around, fixing his new and "appropriate" outfit that the princess forced him to wear. As a royal knight he had to wear such silly attire. Laughable, he disliked it very much but he couldn't do anything about it. Well, he could've quit. Ha, that'd be suicide though. Akabane watched as someone exited the ship with an odd object on her person. The person herself was strange, looking almost exactly like the princess with minor differences. He walked slowly towards the female, and remembered along the way why he came here again. The object the person held onto was most likely the reason for him waiting in the hangar. Or perhaps the person herself was envoy and he was to escort her? Whatever the case, he wanted to find out since it was likely they came here for him.

Akabane was a cocky bastard and anyone who was about to witness his stunt would agree. The lady appeared to be of the same status as the princess so he went for a kiss on the hand. These stunts usually ended in one of two ways; death or injury to his face. Both were equally as worth it. The boy Akabane appeared out of nowhere and reached out to grab her hand, gently. "I've been awaiting your arrival, love." He knelt down and kissed her hand, if allowed. Of course a slap or stab to the chest was very likely before he even made contact. As a gentleman, or self proclaimed gentleman, he couldn't greet her normally.

[member="Princess Ashelia Solidor"]

 

[Ashelia Solidor]

How many years has it been? A decade or so? Probably that was how long she had been away from Kaikielius, she did missed the food and probably the sweet air the planet had. Even that in the hangar, Ashelia could still smell oranges and peaches not far away from there, her feet began to walk, out of pure instinct, in that direction, almost looking for the National Mennis Park in Mensonge, where the trees grew almost as big as buildings in the center of the place.

When she noticed what she was doing, was the exact moment her free hand was taken away from her, causing her reaction to be a swift turn with her head in the direction where the human male was with both her violet eyes popping wide open in surprise for what was happening. She was used to some perverted crooks trying to get a free ride with her, or seduce her with sweet words to try to capture her and sell it like a slave, as she swinged her arm to grab her stun pike in her waist, Ashelia called her hand back.

Raising the pole pike high in the air and suddenly stopping as her eyes noticed what the human was wearing and also, she reminded herself that this was not Nar Shaddaa. In Kaikielius, there were no crime lords or major outside power running the show in the shadows, the elzeri and vahlas were people that hated crime and were unlikely to change their opinion about spice and Hutts.

“Hum?”, the elzeri prattled at his direction, “A knight?”, he wore the uniform from the Blood Knights, the units assigned and selected by nobles to guard and serve them, usually people with outstanding skills or status to be accepted with no usual trial. She had one of her own, wherever Rexus was in that planet. Lowering her arm, still holding the stun pole, Ashelia looked that man with her thick eye browns joined together in a serious expression with her calm face, when she was actually quite curious of how a human male got assigned to host her in the hangar. Did her father lost his mind or simply did not cared enough to come in person?

[member="Akabane"]​

 

[Akabane Jarvik]

Akabane didn't get to kiss her hand as it was pulled away before he could even move towards it. Sad. He was unhappy with how it turned out and she even pulled a weapon on him. That part was only fair though. A random sensation on his hand would cause him to react that way too in some cases. Akabane was usually aware of his surroundings however, only truly relying on reflexes in the severest of times. For example, an attack from above that was unexpected could be evaded if he his body realized the danger. A simple encounter like the one the two had a moment ago wouldn't be included. Hands were easy to detect, their touch producing such a unique feeling upon making contact.

The young man didn't move a muscle, other than relaxing his arms when she almost struck him right in the face. A frown appeared on his face due to the previous actions she took. Not the drawing of her weapon but the pulling away of her hand. He didn't get to finish his greeting after all. It was sad but couldn't be helped, he assumed anyway. Making a lady feel uncomfortable wasn't in his interest so he'd act normal instead of being sappy. Akabane stood back up after the short-lived greeting that they had. He planned on redoing it once she calmed down.

She really resembled that devil of a woman that he served at the time. Somehow, she didn't seem too harsh compared to the other. Judgemental, maybe a little... or a lot. He could've swore she was judging him after she realized what he was - a human. That was something Luna did often it seemed. Being looked at as an out of place human didn't get to the young man. A human may have been weird to see to her kind with his position, but the princess did choose him. How could he refuse? Akabane himself found the elf-like species weird when he analyzed one of them up close. Their ears really bothered him. He focused on them for a second, trying to hold himself back so he wouldn't have an urge to touch them. A strange desire... yes. Even a human thought some things we're bizarre though.

He placed his clasped hands behind his back while smiling. "Oh yes, Mister Aka the Knight is here to pick you up. I believe you are the one I've been waiting for at least."

[member="Princess Ashelia Solidor"]

 

[Ashelia Solidor]

It wasn’t that she was used getting picked by aliens, but she was. In Nar Shaddaa, those things happened a lot in the streets, mistaking her for a escort, some shady looking Wookie or Zabrak would offer a fortune in credits for one night with her, one that she was sure that many girls would have accepted. If she didn’t knew that was just a trap for taking her to some warehouse, put a leash on her and next thing you know, you find yourself in the cages of a slave ship. She had to chop the Wookie’s arm off for him to let go of her and use a mind trick on the zabrak two weeks later, but those were just things that happened in her line of business, whatever that was. Worse were the ones that approached in bars, humans that thought she was attractive and never saw a elzeri in their lives, Ashelia was always kind to them and dismissed them without sounding rude.

She was ashamed for acting so rash. The Solidor forgot that this Kaikielius and that she was expected, only she did not realised there was not going to be a grand celebration or any friendly face waiting for her, Ashelia was passing by, not staying for long. Putting the stun pole back in her waist, Ashelia slowly made a bow to the human male in front of her, calmly lowering her head and almost whispering in a honest tone of her soft and gentle voice.

“I apologize for that, sir., it was not my intention.”, her big, pale, pointy ears swinged in the air for a moment. A gesture that showed she was anxious, even before he presented himself she was already apologizing for acting so rashly, standing up again, with her head standing tall and her calm eyes set on his strange red eyes. “I’m Ashelia Solidor, it is my pleasure to make your acquaintance, sir.”, Ashelia said, it took her a long time to drop the ‘princess’ in her presentations. Even longer time to stop being so naive towards the outlaws and crime lords that promised they were not with any bad intentions about her. “Are you the only one?”

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[Akabane Jarvik]

Huh? Why was she being so formal and apologetic towards him when he was clearly in the wrong? He didn't get it and his face would show it. In the entirety of his life thus far, Akabane always was treated equal or less. Even while he was Kro Var. Suddenly, someone who appeared to come from royalty treated him like a noble. He didn't get it and couldn't accept being treated that way. It wasn't bad or anything, just unpleasant and undeserving. Normal is what the young man preferred in life but this was far from normal. Princess Luna was harsh and treated him like dirt so he felt comfortable in that case. This however, was not. Akabane froze for awhile unable to respond out of confusion.

While it felt unpleasant and abnormal being treated so well... she was so sweet. Like candy you would buy at the store, colorful and addictive. That was the vibe he got speaking with her. Well, not speaking yet. His brain was still trying to understand the previous thoughts. She was just wonderful. Much kinder than the other woman he knew. Perhaps they were related but that would be funny. Mainly because he could call one the devil sister and the other angel sister. Their opposite personalities would make it seem hard to prove that one. Of course many sibling we're different than one another in a way. This much though? He wouldn't bet on them being related due to that. One thing he'd bet on was their species. The two had to be from the same planet or something. Similarities in both hair and eyes led him to that conclusion.

She even bowed along with being so kind. Akabane was very lost at this point. The average noble snob would act proud and say something stupid in this situation but he felt sad. No one should feel they have to act this way. Her ears caught his eyes as they moved, his urge to touch them only growing stronger. He took in a deep breath and relaxed so he'd be able to speak. The introduction of her last name kinda sent him back into shock. Another deep breath. They were sisters after all... Ashelia was her name and she asked if he was alone. Normally, he'd make a joke about now but he could not. Akabane knelt down, rested one arm on his leg and the other relaxing beside him body, head bowed. "You are the kindest and beautiful soul I've met in a long time, princess?" He assumed her to be a member of the royal family. "Please don't waste any apology or bow on me, love. It was my fault for going for your hand anyways. As for your question I am alone."

[member="Princess Ashelia Solidor"]