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"Welcome, Warrant Officer Sabosen'iak'alani."
Within the dim lighting of the small personal ship, the former agent quietly booted up the small datapad that she fished out from the nightstand next to her. Within the darkness, glowing crimson hues highlighted the newly named "Warrant Officer's" cheekbones. She had promised that she would actually rest after last evening's explosive conflict within the Hyperion. The ship was in a wreck, the hyperdrive and reactor she had designed- flatlined. Shields were compromised, communication arrays were fried, and the ablative hull stripped. But the good captain had returned earlier that evening with the parts that were sorely needed. Broskivich was an amazing captain, one that proved himself unto all of the Marran. …She could only hope she would be able to proveherself.
A quiet sigh escaped her as her luminated hues drifted away to the sleeping form beside her. Extending a bare hand she carefully brushed away a few tendrils of hair from the figure's face before returning to typing into the datapad before her. She couldn't help but think of her sister who had been so angry with her for sharing information, technology with the Republic. She understood, she really did… But; Aka had already lost everything. The Ascendancy, the Houses, the Empire… All of it. She wanted to rebuild, and she wanted to assist the Marran in any way she could.
While Nal had found her, had protected her… It was Ihlrath, Lakin, Jeos and Sien who had taken her and Nal both from the Imperial science facility. She wanted to help the Marran to the best of her ability. And whether or not Nal understood; Aka didn't see this as a full betrayal. It wasn't a whole system she had taken from the Csillan government. It was a mix of Csillan Tech and Republic Tech which she ultimately designed. Yes the theories were there, but it wasn't from the Ascendancy.
Sure… Some of the parts had been 'borrowed'; like the power couplings but it was still heavily her design. A quiet sigh escaped her at this; she was also frustrated with the young marine who had gone down to engineering during the chaos- had found her with her ass hanging out of the hyperdrive and parts everywhere. However; Aka was somewhat anal when it came to drives and reactors… ..Especially one that she had designed it- it was like; as she had told Sedryn;
"How would -you- like it if someone went into your quarters, took your lightsabers and dismantled them?"
She did appreciate the assistance, and had told both Major Vel'neda and Chief Jaynai that she did. In the end however both had been upset and Vel'neda had requested that her marines stay out of engineering without authority prior to; to allow Broski's engineering crew to handle it. Did she feel bad about chewing into both the Major and Chief? And in turn- Marci would no doubt receive an earful. …In some ways she did feel bad, but there was that anal-retentiveness.
Shaking her head silvery strands flit along her scarred features. For a moment she paused and lifted her hand to brush along the vicious scarring along the right side of her face. She thought of what Corlus said to her and her gaze softened, a sweet smile trickling upon her features. She… She was lucky. After all that had happened, her life was turning around. She had found herself where she desperately always wanted.
She was a part of a naval ship, she was given the Anchor that evening by her Captain… Her. Captain. The very thought of it! She was ecstatic. Even now it made her incredibly giddy, even moreso than the parts that he brought back. She thought back to her brief time on the bridge, everyone drinking the caf {to which she thought was horrible} that she had made, reading over the datapad in one hand. Broskivich turned to her, after she had given him the caf and stated that he really needed to get her a warrant officer position.
The chiss just smiled at him in response and nodded. Such a thing wasn't about to happen. Not with her record, not with being former imperial agent; let alone a project. Sure the Chief had been imperial with quite a record of her own, but… Jaynai wasn't an agent. A quiet sigh left her. Despite what Jaynai had been through; Aka still saw her something inspiring. Despite being a defector, a traitor to the Empire… Jaynai had done something that she felt was right, something that had to be done. She respected this, and she respected the woman's knowledge with engineering.
She could only hope that she would make both Broskivich and Jaynai proud. She wanted to belong, she needed to belong. She had to piece together her broken past and move on from it. While it wasn't the Chiss Expansionary Defense Fleet… It was something else; and she could still work how she wanted; and she was now headed to another place… Somewhere even the Ascendancy and the CEDF didn't know about. It was exciting. It was somewhere that.. Nal didn't have to worry about the Ascendancy or even the Empire.
Glowing scarlet hues softened and she drew the datapad gently across her chest. Nal… Her sweet sister had been through so much and she was… Nothing more than a shell of what she once was. She had become what the Empire wanted her to be, a weapon. But now; she wasn't even that- she was a shattered dagger. Pieces of her so sharp, to touch was to bleed. She wanted nothing more than to embrace her, but… Even the other evening when Nal had come to her… Was so cold.
She didn't blame Nal; if anything she blamed the Empire and she blamed a part of herself. If only she could have been there for Nal when she needed her most… She didn't blame Nal for leaving her behind, to escape- but even that didn't matter as they had prevented them from running and had captured them both anyway. They had seen them together as a liability and stole Nal from her. Shaking her head a silent breath escaped her as she turned back to the datapad, quietly writing.
Aka could… Only hope that whatever came of it; her sister would rebuild. Though inwardly- she knew that nothing could be the same; that even their bond would never be the same. …After being 'dead' for nearly three years; how does one pick their life up and just continue as if nothing had happened? …Four years within that facility. And yet she somehow had the resolve to hold herself together while Nal completely collapsed. Though Nal had been taken as a cipher a short time after Aka was labeled KIA…
Things happened, she was tormented, used, twisted even more… Sonata protocols used frivously… And in the end, all of that and the weight of the galaxy was what tore her sister apart. If anything, for Nal to go on as far as she had was an accomplishment in itself. To her, Nal was strong, so very strong.
"Depression is not a sign of weakness, it is a sign that you have been trying to be strong for too long."
Her fingers carefully tapped away along the surface of the panel, pausing briefly as she entered a period at the end of her sentence. Staring at it for a long few moments, her glowing gaze delicately flicked to the chronometer upon the corner of the datapad. She sighed silently… She wouldn't take the risk in worrying him further; she already had when she volunteered to join Broski within Imperial space. …For now, she would rest.
Rest.
She would need it; the morning came early.
