Shadows of Bankor

She set her helmet aside and met Juri's eyes with her darker blue ones. "I'll decide as things go on how to handle the rest up if, but I wanted you to see me at least."

"I think that's fine. The Resol'nare only demands Mandalorians raise our children as Mandalorians, not that all our loved ones have to be," she explained. She pressed her helmet against her hair, but sighed. It wasn't quite the same. She pressed her lips together with determination and leaned back a...

Sacha seemed vaguely confused by the question. "Why wouldn't they be?"

She nodded and gave a small smile. "I'll do my best to help."

"I don't want to be in a position that denies that to you, either," she replied, reaching a hand up to begin running steadily through her hair. "Lovers is one thing, but... at least for now, you're the person I want to have a relationship with, if that makes sense? If something changed, I would want...

She nodded. "I've come to the same conclusion. I think strong and independent people will always be a threat to them. We're not good for that perfect order they want so bad. So we have to hit them hard."

"To be honest, I've come out the least scathed of all of my companions in most situations," she replied with a grin. "It was how my caretaker taught me. I want to learn more of his techniques, though. He could block blasters, and that seems pretty handy when, like you said, bringing a sword to a bla...

She accepted the helmet and looked curiously at him. "You a member of Clan Fett by blood?"

Sacha's arms slipped around her waist, coming to rest at the small of her back. "There is much to do. I have my people to work with, and eventually I want to retrieve the Darksaber from Maul. I know your goals are big, as well. At the same time, I want to prioritize seeing you as much as I can - I d...

"I think my sword has about as much as I can handle, and I'm a terrible shot," she explained. "I'd like to build a new weapon, though."

"It's interesting. I can make it on the way. I mean, it's really just adding a brim," she agreed.

"We did. Nothing like the Empire to make sure the phrase 'you can never go home again' is literal," she observed dryly, tone somehow simultaneously trying to be comforting.

"We can admittedly be... prickly," she laughed lightly. "When I first got here, I was as paranoid and resistant to outsiders as any of us."

"I don't know if they will," she sighed. "I can probably rally some of them, but a lot of us prefer to remain neutral, even when the Empire has clearly acted against us." She rolled her eyes behind her helmet, a slight rotation of her head showing it. "It's one of the reasons I'm going for more prom...

She nodded. "I'd like to visit sometime."

She squeezed it firmly but not painfully. There was a certain communication in it - whatever happened she still considered them close.

"What do you have in mind for your involvement?"

"I'd like to make my suit sealed," she said. "Always a good precaution."

She sat down next to him. "I suppose we do, for the moment. Though I would like to keep in touch with you."

"That's a fact."

She looked at the hollow, tilting her head to the side. "Sure, I can try."

"Oh, we're using formal terms for this, hmm?" She asked playfully as she moved to sit, keeping a hand on Juri.

"Excellent... I'll have to rely on you for that. I'm not great at it," she admitted.

Sacha took off her helmet, setting it aside and shaking out her hair. "We'll have to fly under the radar a little. Gar Saxon, if he's heard anything about what happened here, won't be thrilled with us."

She considered asking if he was all right, but it seemed rude with all the effort to make it look like he was. Instead, she nodded inward to the nearest place to sit in the freighter, a small common area. "I'm glad to see you alive, too, Daunt."

"I... don't know about that. I was... maybe in the least danger of anyone. But I'm glad I was able to do something," she admitted, voice sounding a little bit small. "It made me more sure about what I'm going to do in the future." She returned the hug tight, then reached out running a hand through J...

"I mean, usually there's a season separating them, at least," she mused, tilting her head. "But I think if they made it the season finale, they're planning to go somewhere big with this one." She apparently had a similarly optimistic bent when it came to her media.