Next day
Hera's Pov
We had gotten up early to make it to the club by noon. Last night Sabine managed to contact Tigris and he agreed to help us move around without any trooper trouble, even letting us use his personal hangar. In about two minutes we should be within sight. Sabine never told us how she knows this Tigris but I trust her, so this kid can't be too bad. "So Sabine, is there anything we should know about our host before we land?" I ask, only to turn to an unresponsive Sabine playing with one of her mysterious 'CD cases' that she hasn't even touched since Ezra came aboard. "SABINE!" the Mandalorian jumped to attention almost dropping the object "Yes Hera?" "What are we expecting when we land? And who is this kid?" I repeated, still half dreaming Sabine finally answered "Tiger is a total sweetheart who couldn't hurt a fly. He is obsessed with everything musical whether it's dance or singing, or his favorite, his violin. Ummm… Oh! He's also a Pacifist so we shouldn't have any problems with any unwanted combat. He typically has a bodyguard or two with him since he has a history of getting kidnapped, earned him the nickname 'D.I.D' or 'damsel' at the academy" Wait, The Academy? The Imperial Academy? "Sabine, you mean to tell us that we are going to the home of an Imperial? An Imperial with the same training you got at one of the best facilities in the Empire?" I asked, surprised that she failed to mention such an important detail earlier. Sabine seems just as surprised as I am. "We did go to the academy together, but he went to represent his government, 'The Terran Kingdom'. Also, I trust him because he helped Ketsu and me escape by causing the barrack's and most other building's locks to 'malfunction' and sent us to 'retrieve spare parts from his ship on the edge of the base'. Gave us time before anyone knew we were gone. His place in the academy was purely Diplomatic. Tiger won't be a threat." Sabine answered as the massive statue came into view.
It's huge! not even completed and it's easily bigger than most of the ships in the fleet and the club seems to be built into the side about twenty feet above the ground.
According to the holonet description, the hangar is carved into the back a bit above the club so I began landing maneuvers. I hope Tigris is harmless, If not the hangar isn't accessible enough for a quick escape. We reached our assigned bay (Bay 13) and landed next to a sleek black ship with windows around the entire front end.
Sabine POV
Soon as we landed I made my way to the cargo bay ramp and out into the hangar. Tiger wasn't able to meet us at the hangar but he said someone would meet us here within a few minutes of arrival. A young, maybe fourteen-year-old Zebrak in strange armor walked out of the black ship. His chest plate looked almost like a skeletal rib cage carved into trooper armor with a dark grey suit beneath. His dark military cut hair had small ivory horns poking through arranged like a crown while almost bleached out geometric markings on the stranger's face stood out from his chocolate skin. Stepping up to the Ghost, he bowed and said "Welcome to the Aviary! My name is Henri Dathomir and it would be my honor to give you a tour of the facilities. You couldn't have chosen a better time to come! Right now we are celebrating the Quiveran festival of Desire, Tiger should be performing soon and you certainly don't want to miss that!" he turned around and waved for me to follow, entirely forgetting the rest of the crew. "We have a few more coming too," I reminded him, "just let me go get them".
I ran into the Ghost and started pounding on Kanan's door, the two force sensitives had spent the duration of the trip training and meditating while Zeb stayed in his and Ezra's room cleaning his gear and avoiding Chopper who was repairing parts on the phantom. Kanan and Ezra came out of the cabin laughing and I asked them to get Chopper and Zeb while I got Hera. They agreed and all six of us met Henri on the ramp. As he led us to the club he explained how The Festival of Desire was when each member of his 'coven' wasn't Tiger's mom the leader of one of those? performed a piece of music that represented what they wished the coming year to bring, and how this was the first time they held part of the event on a planet other than the Quivera's homeworld, Earth. We came on day two of the festival so if we wanted we could stay until midnight the next day for closing ceremonies.
We arrived into the main hall just as Tigris was mounting the stage, his glowing gold eyes and pale cream skin visible across the room. His hair has grown into a tousled black mess since the last time I saw him, and his grey tee shirt and black jeans looked much more flattering on him than his old academy uniform, Tiger seems stronger now too. He pulled his violin up to his shoulder and began to play a song he didn't put onto any of his cover-albums but he sang it all the time on leave,
'Death of a Bachelor'
A few other singers were on stage with him but his voice rose powerfully against all the noise of the crowd and his violin carried the melody directly into everyone listening's heart.
Flashback
He would always hum or sing this in the barracks after a long day. It's what attracted me towards the unusual boy, everyone else stayed back out of fear because he was descended from a mystic who, according to rumor, could tear a star destroyer out of the sky. But when I spoke to him he was so kind and patient, listening for hours as I spoke of art, and he told me all about his family and how strange it was to be the only pacifist in his family. He told me about how Earth was a single species planet until his father and some other 'off-worlders' crash landed and joined the Quivera for protection. He even told me his greatest secrets, including the odd way he came into existence…
Reality
Tigris' POV
"Unity!" I Called out after finishing my set,I had walked over to the crew and the next girl, Vixen was just starting hers. I could see the normally alert mando was still in some kind of trance from the music or perhaps an old memory. To wake her back up, what else could I do but call Sabine her least favorite nickname!
"Hello my Favorite Aishia" she looked up at me with a raised eyebrow as if to ask what the hell an Aishia is, all she knows about it is that the name means something in Quivos (language of Quiveran magic)
"Hello, how is everyone's favorite Damsel in Distress?" Sabine retorted, "you seem to be doing great" she gestured to the grandness of the main dance hall.
"Yea, and I'm getting kidnapped less too, thanks to Henri here," I answered. The said Zebrack blushed, "Henri is my mom's Sparrow, or as you would call him a padawan or apprentice, has been for the last year." Henri laughed at first before noticing something,
Henri's blush deepend when he realized that he forgot part of his instructions. He quickly tapped Kanan's arm and escorted the crew and me to one of the VIP booths
3rd person
The entire crew began asking the two boys questions and the talked while mingling with all the strangely dressed 'Quiverans' for hours until a large feast was with food not just from all over the galaxy but also everywhere on 'earth'. The long wood bar counters were filled to the brim with food making Ezra and Zeb salivate as the buffet line formed behind them. After everyone got back to the reserved table with their food asking what food is what. Kanan fell in love with tacos, tacos, while Ezra nearly made himself sick with pizza he will thoroughly regret that later while Hera and Zeb preferred trying more refined food thinking this might be their only chance. Sabine, on the other hand, knew exactly what she wanted, going straight for the spicy food Ezra wouldn't dare steal off her plate.
Ezra; "Mmmmm! What is this?" he asked pulling a large glob of melty cheese off his plate before stuffing it in his mouth. "Cuz I want to live on this stuff"
Tigris; "Awwww, I'm flattered. It's one of my dad's recipes. He mixes mozzarella, munster and don't tell my mom, but american cheese too on a rosemary pizza crust" he blushed, at least until he noticed the horrified look on Ezra's face, "Did I say something wrong?"
Ezra shook his head and the rest of the crew pailed. "I'm lactose intolerant, and I should probably go to the bathroom or more likely medbay before I blow" Ezra looked at the last slice on his plate and picked it up, "I'm already screwed so" he gobbled it up and bolted hoping to make it out of the main Hall at least.
Tiger looked at Sabine and the rest of the crew "probably should have asked earlier, but any other allergies I should know about?" He laughed nervously before calling over a tan partygoer with a white wrap dress on. "hey Sekhmet, I need your help. A kid who can't have milk ate an entire extra cheese pizza, and grab someone to assist slash clean up."
-time skip-
Kanan's Pov
"Hey kiddo, you feeling any better in there?" I asked through the bathroom door "oh yea, just peachy, especially enjoy the feeling of lava coming out of my..." Ezra grunted, "I can help you if you let me in sweetie" Sekhmet cooed hoping after an hour the boy would let her in, but everyone involved, me, her and the unlucky assistant named Hornet were all losing patience. Tiger had tried to fulfill the request of Dr. Rauff coming to help but she hasn't answered
"Screw this" Sekhmet yelled, grabbing a screwdriver out of her bag and began to unattatch the door, Hornet decided that would be too slow and pulled out his dagger to cut through the latch. "We are helping you whether you want it or not" Hornet smirked, grabbing a towel and throwing it at the kid as he opened the door. My poor padawan yelped and covered himself up.
Sekhmet pulled out a needle and stuck it into the kid's arm before I even knew what was going on "That should lessen the pain, but we should probably take him to an actual doctor before his other symptoms like the rash get any worse. Mr. Jarrus, would you mind asking Tiger about any progress he's made in contacting his aunt? I believe there is an allergy specialist on her staff."
I didn't like leaving my padawan with strangers, but both of them seemed capable medics. I stepped out of the bathroom and walked across the hall to where Tiger was frantically pacing. "Any progress?" I asked, the golden-eyed boy only looked at me in fear "She's not answering her com, she Never misses a call. Especially from me. " he tried the channel again, and the call was yet again left unanswered. Our host was beginning to hyperventilate, "one more miss and I'm calling my parents." placing my hands on the boy's shoulders, I began to soothe him "Breath Tigris, she probably lost it or is busy. Is there another signal you can use to reach her? A friend, employee or something?" the young man perked up, "I'll try the front desk, they should be able to find her or tell me whats wrong."