Wrath stood anxiously outside of the temple as he awaited the arrival of his special guest. His older sister. The Jedi had told the younglings it would be fine for their families to visit them. Unlike the old Order the New Order wanted the families to be apart of their lives. So after a few weeks of transmissions and contact with is family he finally convinced them to come. Unfortunately his parents couldn't make it, having to take care of things at home on their colony world.
But his sister, a mercenary with her own ship, was more than happy to come. Wrath was excited, not only to see his sister but to introduce her to his girlfriend and her family. He suddenly noticed the sail barge closing in on the temple. He narrowed his eyes and smiled as he saw a figure leaning over the railing of the barge, waving at him. He waved back and waited at the edge of the temple before standing on the spot and letting his sister step off.
He was greeted with the sight of an older, taller, female Zabrak. Sevra had brown eyes the same shade as Wrath's. She had long brown hair that she tied back and fell down to the nape of her neck. She had a crown of horns peeking out from under her hair and tattooed lines decorating her face. She wore a black tank top with black metal arm guards and brown pants with thick steel toed boots. At her hips were a large vibroknife and blaster and a utility belt was slung loosely around her waist.
"Hey little brother," Sevra greeted with a smile.
"Hey Sevra. How was your trip?" Wrath asked.
"Good. Rebels are holding my ship in their space station," she said with a shrug. "So what's on the agenda Wrath?" Sevra asked as she and Wrath began walking into the temple.
"Well I have to do a little sword practice and then some Jedi training. But after that I was thinking we'd have dinner with my girlfriend and her family."
"Oh. So you ended up getting back together with her?" Wrath nodded with a smile. Wrath led her inside, introducing Sevra to his friends before they began getting into combat practice. After that the Jedi made them do Force exercises.
Sevra gasped as she watched Wrath sit before a stack of stones with a bowed head and closed eyes and then began to lift them with the Force. Before leaving their colony Wrath had never showcased any signs of Force sensitivity, at least none of them noticeable. So it came as a shock to everyone, especially Wrath's family, when a Jedi appeared at their colony in search of Force sensitives youths, and out of all people, Wrath had been the only Force sensitive one among them.
Yet here he was, her little brother, moving things without touching them, training to be a warrior. Sevra could definitely tell he'd improved his combat prowess. She'd always tried to help him out herself, but he always seemed to struggle. Now he'd found a style that worked for him.
After their training was over Wrath and Sevra made their way to the outside of the temple and onto a sail barge. It transported them to the floating city in the distance. Sevra cocked her head as the city became closer and closer. It looked like it were made of bronze, and even from a distance she could make out all the flying sentient beings that inhabited the city. They were winged, feathery, and colorful.
And all female she noticed. The sail barge landed at the edge of the city, docking and allowing the to Zabraks to get off. Wrath led the way through the city. Sevra looked around. She'd traveled all over the galaxy during her career as a mercenary, but it surprised her that she could keep finding something new and incredible.
Eventually they came to a Kinnaran residential building. Wrath climbed onto the hover platform, beckoning Sevra to do the same. He pressed a button on the control, making it rise up to the higher levels.
"So your girlfriend, she's a...bird?" Sevra asked curiously.
"Avian humanoid. And they're called Kinnarans," Wrath corrected. "Alright. So please don't embarrass me in front of her family," Wrath pleaded as they came to the door of Saphine's home.
"So how big is her family?"
"Well we're just having dinner with her mother and her sister's," Wrath explained as he rang the doorbell.
"How many?" Sevra asked curiously.
"Fourteen," Wrath said casually. Sevra blinked in surprise, at first thinking she'd misheard him. But before she could question him the door slid open. A Kinnaran stood before them.
"Saffire," Wrath greeted. The Kinnaran smiled.
"Hey Wrath. Come on in," the Kinnaran said as she beckoned them inside. "Dinner will be ready soon. I'll let Saphine know you're here," she said as she flapped her wings and hover away. Wrath smiled after her, meanwhile all of Saphine's sisters came to greet them.
Having met them several times before Wrath simply smiled and greeted them all. Sevra however was overwhelmed by color and names she had no hope of remembering. Saphine's fourteen sisters ranged in ages, with the first five being older than Sevra and in their mid twenties. The second oldest five were about Sevra's age while the youngest were all Wrath's age. They ranged in different shades of blue, from Saphine's saphire coloration to cobalt, turquoise, and sky blue. Besides their blue feather several of them had feathers of varying colors decorating their bodies and styled their head feathers differently.
Sometime in the procession of greetings one of the Kinnarans flew at Wrath, flying around him in a blue blur that made him spin before embracing him with a wide smile and giddy fluttering wings. Sevra watched, eyes slightly widening as the Kinnaran kissed Wrath on the lips.
Sevra could only guess that this Kinnaran must have been Saphine, his girlfriend.
"Oh I'm so glad you came," Saphine said gleefully.
"Of course Saphine. Oh, and this is Sevra. My older sister," Wrath said as he gestured to his sister behind him.
Saphine looked past him and to his sister. She smiled at her, wings flapping and raising her up to eye level. She took Sevra's hands in her hers. "It's so nice to meet a member of Wrath's family. Hello, I'm Saphine, his girlfriend," she said with pride.
"Hello. I'm Sevra," Sevra said back as she took the Kinnaran girl in. Before they could talk anymore another Kinnaran entered the room, this one older than the other with patches of graying feathers and wrinkles on her face.
"This is our mom," Saphine introduced.
"Parula," she greeted as she walked toward them. She smiled at Wrath. "I'm glad you came Wrath. Dinner is ready. Shall we?" With nods everyone followed after her and to the dining area. Sevra sat next to her brother with Saphine on the other side of him at a large round table big enough to fit all of them. Saphine's mother and sisters began bringing out plates of food. They set plates of food before Wrath and his sister before they themselves sat down and served themselves.
Sevra stared down at her plate, filled with a strange assortment of alien vegetables and meats. Most might be a little squeamish with foreign food in front of them. But being the well traveled woman she was Sevra dug right in, finding the food to be quite delicious. She ate in silence, glancing around as Saphine and her family spoke with one another. She found the atmosphere pleasant, enjoying herself as she continued to eat.
"So Sevra," one of Saphine's sister asked. The Zabrak glanced up at her. "Wrath said you're a mercenary?"
"Yep," Sevra responded with a nod.
"Have you traveled all over the galaxy?" another asked curiously.
"Oh yeah. I've been all over with my jobs."
"What kind of jobs do you do?"
"Mostly things like bodyguarding or bounty hunting. It pays well enough," she said with a shrug. The girls' eyes widened in amazement. They were young, hardly any of them had left their home planet.
"I traveled the galaxy a little when I was younger," Parula said. "Met the girls' fathers that way," she added.
"How come your people don't travel off world much?" Sevra asked curiously.
Parula sighed. "Unfortunately, our people have often been favored as pets. Slaves," she replied. "That's why we only venture off world to seek suitable males to father our children."
"Were your daughters' fathers all different?" Parula nodded. "How come you didn't marry any of them?"
"Marriage has always been a...uncommon occurrence for the Kinnaran people," Parula answered with a shrug. "Though now with the war going on and our constant interaction with men from the alliance it's starting to become popular among the younger generations," she informed. After finished her statement she couldn't help but look to Wrath and Saphine who held hands under the table.
"What are the tattoos for?" one of the Kinnarans asked Sevra.
"They're a cultural thing. They're sort of a right of passage. A sign of maturity," Sevra answered. "Speaking of which, you'll have to come back home to get yours soon Wrath."
"Oh yeah, you're right," Wrath remembered.
"Oooohh," Saphine said, very intrigued. "I can't wait to see them."
Wrath blushed and gave her hand a squeeze. The rest of the dinner became small talk, with Saphine and her sisters asking Sevra about her jobs and bounties. They were very intrigued by her stories. Eventually however they asked her a more personal question.
"Are you married?"
Sevra nearly choked on her drink. "I'm sorry?" she asked as she began to blush.
"Are you married yet?" one of Saphine's sisters asked curiously.
Before Sevra could answer Wrath sniggered. As soon as she did Sevra punched him in the arm hard enough that he knew there'd be a bruise later.
"No...I'm not," she answered slowly.
"How come?"
"Well you know...just haven't-"
"Sevra beat up every guy in our colony who ever asked her out. They're all scared of her," Wrath answered on her behalf. Sevra punched him again.
"I just haven't found the right guy," she answered for herself, pausing to give her little brother a sideways glare. She suddenly smirked wickedly as she thought of a way to pay Wrath back. "By the way Wrath, Vooli has been asking about you."
Wrath flinched while Saphine perked up in interest. "Who is Vooli Wrath? Friend of yours?" Saphine asked.
"Yeah. Just a friend," Wrath said quickly before throwing Sevra a pleading look.
"More like Wrath's first love," Sevra pressed.
"That might be exaggerating a bit," Wrath said quickly.
"He used to talk about her all the time. I think he even wrote her a poem," Vooli said with a smirk. Wrath flushed before glancing to Saphine. He froze, finding her eyes trained on him. They weren't angry, but they weren't exactly happy either.
"You never wrote me a poem," she said to him, slightly miffed, though not sure why.
"Well-"
"I remember you saying how she was the most beautiful being in the galaxy," Sevra continued.
"Sevra please-"
Suddenly Saphine slapped her hands down on the table. She flapped her wings and flew away. Wrath watched her go before looking to Sevra with a scowl. She had the decency to look ashamed.
"Sorry. I might have overdone it."
Wrath sighed before excusing himself from the table. He went to look for Saphine, finding her in the living room. He approached before sitting beside her.
"Look Saphine, this was before I met you. I'm sorry if this upsets you but-"
"I know," Saphine said, not looking him in the eye. "It's just...hearing how you used to like anothe girl makes me feel a certain way..."
"Jealous?" Wrath offered.
Saphine mulled it over, rocking back and forth before nodding. "And when I think about this other girl...this Vooli," she said with a frown. "I want to kick her across the face and knock a tooth out."
"Well while I'd love to see that," Wrath said with a laugh. "You don't have to worry about her. I realize now that she was awful and we wouldn't have made a good match at all."
"Unlike us?" Saphine asked.
"Yeah. Like us," Wrath said as he smiled at her. He extened an arm, placing it on her shoulder and pulling her close. "You're my first real love. Not just some crush." Saphine smiled at him. She reached a hand out and placed it over his.
"C'mon. Let's go back to dinner," he told her. She nodded as she allowed Wrath to pull her up. As he was about to pull her along she hovered off her ground and cupped both sides of his face. She pressed her lips against his, and to her delight he responded, movign his lips against her and wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her back down to the ground.
Her wings continued to buzz and flap behind her, but Wrath held her firmly against him, refusing to let go.
"Ewww," came a voice that made them break apart. They looked to see Sevra and all members of Saphine's family staring at them. The teens flushed before pulling away from each other. With that they got back to dinner.
"So Saphine, mind if I ask you something?" Sevra asked the Kinnaran. Saphine looked to her and nodded. "Assuming you and Wrath tie the knot one day, how many kids would you want?"
"Jeeze Sevra can you just-"
"About 15," Saphine replied simply.
The Zabrak gawked at her, only to find she was absolutely serious.
"Maybe 20," she added as she placed finger to her chin in thought. She noticed their stunned stares and blinked innocently.
"What?"
new chap nex up...Lan Wu
