So... I finally updated, and the story's finally starting to pick up. Yay!
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She sped into the room slamming her hand onto the answer button and a Mirilanian woman's image flickered onto the terminal.
Misty scowled, "It's her alright. What do you want this time mother?" she spat out venomously. Fire stared awestruck to finally see her mother after so many years.
Elara studied Misty carefully, "You don't look like a Mirilan"
Misty sighed, and then rubbed her sleeve against her cheek leaving smudges of peach on the fabric. When she was done 3 markings could clearly be seen. Along her cheeks and on her forehead were interlocking triangles each spanning a few inches. What also became clear were the scars that spanned across them. Scorch marks and scratches mutilated the beautiful patterns that had once been identical to her mothers. Her mother gaped openly at them.
"Misty…. How could you" her voice cracked in grief. "Those markings are your birthright."
Misty hissed. "They were never my birthright. They were my chains. I was an alien, a half-breed, and the daughter of a Jedi. They hated me, so I changed. She stormed out of the room.
The woman stared after her and exhaled, "I had hoped she had changed since we last spoke three years ago, but it appears she is as stubborn as before." She turned to Fire. "Look how you've grown my daughter, you're almost an adult. I'm sorry about Misty she's been through a lot, but when you do see her…" the woman slowly closed her eyes and opened them. "Tell her that I still love her, and she should probably check on her ship soon, because someone triggered her alarm system", and with that the holo fizzled out. On that note, Fire spun on her heel toward the crew's quarters to check up on her sister and deliver her mother's message. She found Misty sitting on her bunk, reapplying the makeup that hid her scars.
Cautiously, Fire sat down next to her, "Mom says that you should check on your ship" she murmured.
Misty made an exasperated sound, "Of course she had someone hack my alarm system. She can be so nosy sometimes." She pivoted in her seat. "You should probably come with me when I go to my ship to make sure I haven't committed treason. She stood "We should leave now. My ship's on Darvannis. I guess it's time for you to meet my family."