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01.11.2013 , 11:21 PM |
Prompt – Stomping Grounds.
Sorry for the lateness from last weeks prompt. I can't believe its Friday again already
Featuring Cielle, Bounty Hunter Very minor BH Spoiler for end of story.
For some context you can see why these are Cielle's stomping grounds from this story -
Not My Choice
Cielle stepped out of the the starport and adjusted her brown leather jacket surreptitiously and patted the blaster in the inner pocket. She always hated to go anywhere off the ship without a full set of armor on. Made her feel naked and vulnerable. Though she had been assured by Janarus that her record was purged, there still was always a chance someone might still recognize her and go after her for revenge. Especially here in the heart of Republic.
A haze covered covered the skies of Coruscant. More buildings filled the skyline than she remembered. The rebuilding had come a long way. From here the city looked gleaming and prosperous. Casually she sauntered down the ramp to the taxi stand. She gave the droid the destination address with immediate instructions to not talk. She really didn't want to hear the standard warnings of the dangers of the area she was head towards
As they flew out of the shiny new part of the city into the darker depths, she mused in silence the difference between Kaas City and Coruscant. Dromund Kaas was a planet of swamps and oceans, the sky filled with violent storms. Still she loved the wild beauty of the planet, able to sit for hours watching the lightning play across the sky. To her Kaas city was an oasis of order, in the midst of the chaos of the planet. The streets were clean and orderly, the citizens well mannered, and if they weren't, well lets just say it wasn't tolerated in the city.
The contrast truly struck her as she entered the neighborhood she lived in as a child with her foster-mother. She saw numerous people shuffling quickly around, avoiding the eyes of anyone they passed. She passed a couple of Justicars bullying a Devaronian that reminder her of Gault only in looks. That one was on his knees, hands in front of him in a protective stance. Something you would never see Gault doing. Another group of Justicars looked her over but she met their eyes squarely, just daring them to start something with her. Sensing she wasn't easy pickings they turned away to find someone they could bully.
She stopped in front of the entrance to the apartment building they had lived in. Veshok Apartments. She could barely read the name on the sign that still hung above the doorway. It wasn't high class when she lived there and was less so now. Toying with the idea of going in, Cielle decided against it. There was no one and nothing to see in their anymore.
Wandering down the street, she stopped into the old shop that belonged to Fieler Dan. To her surprise the feisty old woman was still working behind the counter.
“I remember you” she said in a gruff voice “Been a long time. Still like Ruby Bliel?” She pulled a couple of bottles out. “Surprised you came back. Hear you been working for the Imperials”
Cielle took the offered bottle. The first sip brought back the memory of a cocky overconfident youngster. “Nope” she replied “I work for me. And credits” Fieler Dan just chuckled and they finished their drinks in silence.
She sat the empty bottle down, and turned to go. Fieler Dan addressed Cielle's back, “Braedon's a trooper now, with the Republic Army. Renata has her own shop down in the Senate Commercial District. She is quite the saleswoman. She can talk anyone into about anything” Cielle paused then continued to walk out the door. When Fieler Dan picked up the empty bottle she saw the pile of credit chips Cielle had left next to it.
Without consciously thinking about it,Cielle directed the taxi to take her to dock area still run by Black Sun. Rumor had Theraguin still kept a watch over the area. She really didn't want to see him but felt compelled to go back to the area. The taxi took off almost before she had completely exited the vehicle. She stood and watched the neighborhood thugs slink around a bit, before deciding this was totally a bad idea.
Out of the corner of her eye,she saw a couple of adolescent kids in the shadows of the entrance of the local hydro-supply station. They were scavenging for supplies, survival. That could have been her had things gone differently. Walking over to where they were trying to blend into the scenery, she just tossed the older one a small sack with some credit chips in it. He caught it deftly and the the small group scurried off into the darkness. Cielle sighed softly.
“How long have you been following me?” she called over her shoulder. Torian stepped out of the shadows.
“Since you landed on planet. You know I'll always have your six” He pulled her around to look at him and brushed the tear off her cheek. “You can't go home again you know”
“This isn't home, never was. My home is with you and Mako, Blizz, even Gault, bless his lil black heart. I just wanted to remind myself how bad it is under the shiny surface the Republic presents to the galaxy. And that I made the right decision.”
*Rissa (60 Sorc) * Cielle (55 Merc)* Irrissa (55 Op) Ko'neko (55 Mara)
*Minalde (60 Sage)* Aubrei (60 Scound)* Cleindori (55 Sent) Rosaleen (55 Com)
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