The ship flew smoother than expected, her senses on alert as she waited for shots to send her sailing dangerously through space. Yet these shot never came. Her ship, unknowingly, had been modified to not go off or show up on screen the ship following her. It was as if it were a ghost, watching from the distance as it was. Elaina could count herself lucky she hadn't been thrown back in a cell or, worse, kept as some sick prize because she was force sensitive.
What would master Luke have done, she wondered.
She kept her course set for home. She needed to speak with Rixin and tell him the truth. All of it. He knew she was force sensitive, she had divulged that much after gauging his trustworthines. But the other stuff? He was blissfully unaware.
Her ship slowly dropped and she extended the legs to land. She opened the glass and climbed out, but left her gear inside. She was about five miles from the city of La'Vinda. She made the walk home, easily maneuvering through the crowded streets toward what she had once called her place. It was burnt down, a crispy husk of its former state. She plopped down onto a rock close by, watching it, waiting.
A tap came on her shoulder but she didn't jump, just merely smiled. She could smell his scent, a strong earthy cinnamon blend. "El, what happened?" His soft voice questioned from behind.
She slowly stood, taking a few seconds to stretch out the kinks in her back from the long flight before turning to peer at him. Cloudy blue eyes met black stones. "Hey Rix." She inhaled a deep breath before releasing it gently. "The First Order is looking for a mercenary, one said to live on our world." At his confused expression she pushed on. "A mercenary they wish to recruit. They came in search of this person and when they entered my home they discovered something they shouldn't have. Stuff from my training under my master. So I was forced to kill them. Yet more were coming. I had to run.. but I didn't get far." She pursed her lips. "I was taken onto a star destroyer and was, I guess, interrogated by the knight himself, Kylo Ren." She spat the name with indifference. "I talked my way out of it and managed to get set free. I came home."
His eyes narrowed. "They just let you go?"
She nodded. "But I've likely got a tracking device on my ship. I'll have to search for one when I return to it. But Rixin, there's more."
He cocked his head, arching a thin brow.
She gave a half smirk, an emotionless expression often found on her youthful face. "I am the mercenary they are searching for." She said it almost.. cocky.
He stifled a snort.. before bursting into laughter. "You? A merc?" He lost it. "You're so tiny though! I bet you couldn't hurt a fly!" He said between fits of laughter.
He wanted proof? She'd give him that. She spun, arm swishing, hand brushing aside her cloak. Within the next second she slid out the small pistol kept in the waistband at her back, yanking it around fluidly to aim the barrel at his face.
His eyes widened at how quick a gun was revealed, nonetheless with staring it down while his friend held such a blank face. She smirked, genuinely this time. "Rix, there's always more then meets the eyes." She put away her weapon, folding her arms as he considered this new revelation.
Suddenly he perked up. "I take it you're going to leave?" At this she nodded slowly, gauging his reaction stoically. "You should join the Resistance. They could use whatever help they could get." She scoffed, but he shushed her, retrieving something from his pocket to flash to her. It was a metallic device, almost like a communicator. He tapped the side, opening it. Inside on the top inner section were words, but the bottom was a screen with a typing pad. He gestured to it. "I too have a secret, El. I'm with the Resistance."
That was.. a shocker, coming from one of his normally neutral race.
"Join them, they need help to bring down the First Order."
She shook her head, taking a step back. "Rix, you don't know the First Order like I do. I work with people who have been badly hurt by those brutes." She hissed sharply. "It's a dangerous gamble to get involved."
He frowned. "They protected me when my family was killed. I owe them."
Her thoughts turned to her family. She had such a happy past.. until she moved away and got pulled into her current line of work. She blinked before.. giving her consent.
"Really?" She grumbled a yes and he clapped his hands. "Alright I'll meet my commander and head to the Resistance and see what I can do. Just.. wait here, on Lo'Suten." She grunted and he slid into the shadows.
She turned to peer toward the sky, hands on her hips.