New Home, same problems (MN, D1)
Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2021 10:46 am
It was late by the time Breela had returned to the 'soon to be martial arts school'. The days problems had all but melted with the realization of what tomorrow would bring. She touched her cheek which flushed as the memory returned.
What a cocky guy... She chuckled as she stepped through into her office, Lucky for him I like a bold 'nerd'. She flopped down into her desk chair and spun. I haven't felt like this for... a... "...while." She sighed.
Her eyes lingered on the small memorial she had erected in the corner of the desk. Khaji and her with their faces mashed together. Zan'ja in front of Khaji, and Tor in front of her. All four grinning cheesy, toothy, grins in the park behind their home at the time.
She rested her head on her fist and stared at the picture stoically for some time. For five years her heart had broken into smaller and smaller pieces. Until at last it had fragmented into dust. There was no pain. Now all that was left was a hole. A deep, dark reservoir, that felt like it would never be fully filled. No tears formed. No guilt. Not even grief. Just emptiness.
After a while she shook it off and got to work typing up a summary of the days events for her journal. Then she sent the Organa's a summary of where she was at looking into the days intrigue:
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Hello friends,
Sorry for the dour news but I've been busy digging.
-Protests began shortly after brunch. Got caught up in it on my way back. It was led by some moronic Churi by the name of Tuvi, no doubt you've heard of him. Amid his cries for House Ulgo to claim the crown and pull Alderaan out of the Republic, several animate protesters started throwing things. One threw a shoe and was dragged off by a blackguard. By the time I found the protester he was caught in a force choke and being interrogated. The protester was forced by the blackguard into revealing two names: Tuvi & Julio - apparently the separatist's leaders. Naturally the event was going to be published, regardless of whether the report came from me or not. So I utilized it by networking with Tuvi. I'm hoping to gain his trust, enough of it at least to keep tabs on him.
-It's clear I've drawn someone's ire by standing up to the blackguard. Something however tells me this goes beyond pissing off the Thul. I believe the Thul have a minor faction within their ranks making power moves. Standard Sith behavior... At some point it's my intention to verify this by getting Xeno Thul alone. I'll let you make your own suppositions, and I'll keep you informed of any further developments. Disseminate any pertinent information as you will.
Any enemies I make are mine and mine alone. I'll be covering my tracks from today onwards. Nothing I do should fall back on either of you or the Order.
-Breela
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Unless someone stops in to visit at the ungodly hour she will continue working all the way up until the last minute of the time slot on the dojo. Then promptly pass out.
What a cocky guy... She chuckled as she stepped through into her office, Lucky for him I like a bold 'nerd'. She flopped down into her desk chair and spun. I haven't felt like this for... a... "...while." She sighed.
Her eyes lingered on the small memorial she had erected in the corner of the desk. Khaji and her with their faces mashed together. Zan'ja in front of Khaji, and Tor in front of her. All four grinning cheesy, toothy, grins in the park behind their home at the time.
She rested her head on her fist and stared at the picture stoically for some time. For five years her heart had broken into smaller and smaller pieces. Until at last it had fragmented into dust. There was no pain. Now all that was left was a hole. A deep, dark reservoir, that felt like it would never be fully filled. No tears formed. No guilt. Not even grief. Just emptiness.
After a while she shook it off and got to work typing up a summary of the days events for her journal. Then she sent the Organa's a summary of where she was at looking into the days intrigue:
-
-
Hello friends,
Sorry for the dour news but I've been busy digging.
-Protests began shortly after brunch. Got caught up in it on my way back. It was led by some moronic Churi by the name of Tuvi, no doubt you've heard of him. Amid his cries for House Ulgo to claim the crown and pull Alderaan out of the Republic, several animate protesters started throwing things. One threw a shoe and was dragged off by a blackguard. By the time I found the protester he was caught in a force choke and being interrogated. The protester was forced by the blackguard into revealing two names: Tuvi & Julio - apparently the separatist's leaders. Naturally the event was going to be published, regardless of whether the report came from me or not. So I utilized it by networking with Tuvi. I'm hoping to gain his trust, enough of it at least to keep tabs on him.
-It's clear I've drawn someone's ire by standing up to the blackguard. Something however tells me this goes beyond pissing off the Thul. I believe the Thul have a minor faction within their ranks making power moves. Standard Sith behavior... At some point it's my intention to verify this by getting Xeno Thul alone. I'll let you make your own suppositions, and I'll keep you informed of any further developments. Disseminate any pertinent information as you will.
Any enemies I make are mine and mine alone. I'll be covering my tracks from today onwards. Nothing I do should fall back on either of you or the Order.
-Breela
__________________________
Unless someone stops in to visit at the ungodly hour she will continue working all the way up until the last minute of the time slot on the dojo. Then promptly pass out.