Olaris wilderness, Taris. (1.5 ATC)
Sure, Taris was dangerous. Anyone with common sense knew that. But it was profitable, and profits usually outweighed the risk. And no, Ralani wasn't afraid of taking risks, neither was Corai, nor Nala'me. Nala wasn't with them right now though, much to his dismay. Ralani had insisted on leaving her in their ship parked somewhere in the seemingly endless wildness. They wouldn't dare landing in Olaris, not even Ralani would take that risk. "Kriffing pubs," he heard her mutter silently beneath her breath. Quarck! They both heard the sound of someone stepping on a branch. "Was that you?" They both asked instantly, both of them sounding worried but yet curious. Corai shook his head, and she did as well. He raised his blaster and aimed it at what he thought was the source of the sound. "Who are you!" His voice was harsh, even though he could feel the sense of danger creeping up his stomach. The unknown person didn't answer, and, after a few seconds, dived in to attack Ralani. Nobody hurts my sister! He rushed in to block the person, and then shot at where he thought they where. The attacker redirected the blaster shot towards them, and Corai, as well as Ralani where forced to run and hide beneath a large tree. A force sensitive? Why would they care? He looked at the figure of the attacker and saw their eyes shimmering in a reddish-yellow color. A sith? On Taris? The attacker was distracted by nearby blaster fire and screams of pain. A Rakhgoul, probably, he concluded, attacks by them where common on Taris. He and Ralani took this moment as an opportunity to run, and both ran as fast as their bodies where capable of. He look on the metal equipment on his left arm, and looked at his tracking scanner, and saw where Nala was. She's still on the ship then. Good. He followed the beacon until he saw the ship from a distance, and then started running towards it. At least we made it out alive.
Ralani stepped into the ship, and she smiled as she saw little Nala sitting on the floor, calmly. "Where are we going?" She asked Corai, keeping her tone at an unusual calmness.
"Well, we're not staying here, that's for sure."
Local cafe, Cspalar, Csilla. (1.5 ATC)
(A/N: Btw, whenever it's chiss stuff on Csilla/the chiss ascendancy as a whole, imagine all this stuff to be in cheunh(I actually spelled it correctly this time yay!))
Coworkers, nothing more. You can't let anyone or anything distract you, remember that. But Taniel couldn't help but to find herself gazing into his eyes, the same blood deep red as hers. Is that normal friend behavior? Is it not? And she couldn't help but to think of him. They where just coworkers, or, if anything more, friends. Nothing more, not at all. And even if she was to accept what she was feeling, there was practically no chance they'd be recuperated, it wasn't like anyone in this universe could like her like that anyways.
She sighed as she made her order, chiss or not, one had to eat to survive. Not that I've met a lot of non-chiss. She had met a few humans, almost always outside chiss space, or at the minimum, not on Csilla. Except for, well, my brother's kidnappers. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize another chiss had taken a set at her table. Well, until he asked her, with a voice she instantly recognized, such a calm tone full with manners and politeness, "is it fine if I sit here?" She took a moment to think of a response, and her half awake brain didn't want to comply. "Uh- wait, eh, fine?" Taniel blurted out, and half smiled. She waited for the reply, her heartbeat drastically increasing as she realized what a fool she had made of herself.
"Lost in your thoughts again, Anie?" Vorenn managed to grin a little, this was a rather common occurrence after all. He bit his lip, fighting against an upcoming smile. She's rather cute when she does that- don't, just don't. She didn't reply, and slowly her smile faded. Oh no, I must have done something wrong. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked her, he hated all the moments she was down, well, he hated most moments someone was down. But she's something special. "I'm fine." Taniel replied, emotionless. "No, you're not, I can see that." He spoke in his most comforting tone, gently putting his hand on one of her shoulders. "You can tell me, okay?" He took a deep breath and waited for her to reply. She gazed into his eyes, and he remained unfazed. "I-I, it's nothing." She said and turned away from him, stood up, and walked out of the place. Against his better judgement, he went after her.
Taniel could already hear him from behind. No, she wasn't force sensitive, but she wasn't deaf either. "I'm sorry, I can't tell you." She said, knowing he was close to her position. She turned around seeing him, standing practically right next to her. She hated looking so small in comparison to him. Then again, she was shorter than most chiss. "Do you have any siblings?" She felt a small bit better after asking that question. Even though she had strong, though unsorted feelings for him, she didn't actually know very much about him outside of work. "Yes," his voice was as calm as always, and, something she hadn't noticed before, incredibly soothing. "Three of them, in fact. I'm the oldest, and I seem to be the one with them most manners. Vyllia is the oldest of the sisters, and she's a reckless prankster and well a little crazy. She also doesn't care what anyone else thinks." He paused to manage himself and take a breath. "Then Vessa, rather quiet, reclusive, withdrawn and introverted, yes even more than me. She experienced rather massive amounts of trauma as a little child, which, well, I'm not going to share because she wouldn't want me to. She also has trust issues, but is quite a nice one if you get close enough to her. She could possibly be csillan secret police material, well better than Vyllia at least. And then Velara, youngest of us, but almost as tall as me. Stubborn, selfless, and all around though. She can take care of herself as if she was a fully trained adult soldier, and she's already training in medicine, along with the other two. Well, Velara and Vessa are at least training, don't know about Vyllia." He takes another deep breath, and then gazes into her eyes. "What about you Anie?"
"I-I can't tell you," Her eyes were desperate, and he could see that she was fighting back tears. "I want to, but I-I can't." He wanted so desperately to embrace her, calm her, tell her everything was okay, and that everything would always be okay. But he couldn't, he just couldn't. She crept up closer to him, and his breathing was heavy as her lips almost touched his left ear. "They'll kill me and my family, well what's left of it at least." She whispered and he could feel the worry and pain in her voice. He stopped resisting the urge, and put his hand on her shoulder, not wanting to do anything else without her permission. When she didn't react, he quietly asked her, just to be sure. She nodded, and he put his arms around her, embracing her small, cold body, whispering reassuring things. He didn't know how long they just lay there, on the ground comforting each other, but to him at least, it seemed like forever.
(A/N: sorry for the delay. Extra long chapter though! And some chiss fluff haha. Please leave feedback :) )