Raviel Reports Back

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*Her eyes remain closed as her hair is plastered against her forehead from the sweat of the task she felt like she had performed. Her lips slowly move to form a smile as she opens her eyes. They seem to look at things a little differently for a moment. To her Selae was a distant memory. She felt like Reka. She felt like she was a part of the Danthiri. It could be the delusional state she was in or the dehydration and pure exhaustion. She slumps down in her chair and her eyes close again. She falls into a deep sleep as she mumbles things about her mother and weaving.*

[Triune]

*Raviel watched her over the last hour, finally after it seems she slips into sleep he flys the Ghost out of the Coruscant system. He knew of a place relatively close by, upon the moon of a gas giant where she could recoperate. He kept his word and did not touch her, he did use the force to drizzle some water from the container upon her parched lips and fold a cool compress upon her brow. The forested moon would be perfect.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*After several hours she wakes up in the chair and looks around. Her gaze looks out at the landscape and she doesn't recognize it. She sits up but feels her head ache horridly. She leans back in the chair and closes her eyes again wincing. She feels like her body had been broken and battered but no memories existed of a battle in her mind. She bites back the pain and gets to her feet unsteadily moving towards the ramp. She needed to feel the breeze on her. She waits for the ramp to lower and stands outside looking around.*

"Where are we?"

[Triune]

*Raviel cycles off the ship before following after her. Huge primordial trees with a clearing only large enough for the Ghost or other such small ships to land, nestled against a hillside is a lovely compound/house.*

"One of the forest moons in the Velusia system. I 'acquired' this retreat from a senator that had a fatal case of gravity."

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She lets out a little chuckle* "One of your assassinations?"

*She walks over away from the ship a little and sits down bringing her legs in crossing them. Slowly she concentrates on nothing and yet all. She reaches out to touch the Force and begins to meditate deeply. It seems like such a long time since she had done such a simple thing. She needs the mental clarity now.*

[Triune]

*He chuckles softly as he walks towards the lodge with what consists of their luggage*

"I'll have you know there are several reputable doctors researching cures for Gravity illness..." He jokes.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*Her mind is full of the images of her own past mixed with the images from Lirreka's past. It is almost as if she is fighting Lirreka in her mind. Her thoughts become jumbled and her brow furrows. Though she is deep in meditation, it is like she is suffering from a bad dream. She doesn't move from her position and doesn't respond to Raviel.*

She sees a young girl on the streets picking pockets at Ord Mantell trying to make enough money to live off of. She doesn't know what happened to her parents.........no, she is in a home with a loving mother....a Danthiri woman with gold tresses.....her name is Kyra....no Reka......the young burnette is then picked up by a group of pirates who threaten to beat her for picking their pockets but a man stops them......she is learning to weave in front of the fire.....the images swirl faster and faster in her head. She can't control them. Why can't I control them?

*She screams out and opens her eyes quickly looking around again. Her breathing heavy as she looks around again trying to gain her bearings.*

[Triune]

*Raviel, half way to the house hears her scream and comes running back, his wrist weapon ready to fire, he scans around quickly as he runs towards her.*

"What?? What is it, Jabbress?" He scans around the underbrush, ready to shoot anything that's treatening obviously wanting to protect her.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She turns to Raviel and motions with her hand to have him stand down.*

"It's alright, Raviel. Put the weapons away."

[Triune]

*He lowers his hand, the mini-motors in the weapon slowing down. He moves closer to her offering his hand to help her.*

"Rest, you are in need of rest.. The ordeal you have undertaken has taken much of your reserves... There is a warm bed in the house and I will round up some food."

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She doesn't take his hand and stares off in the distance.*

"You know you and I are not that much different, Raviel...not much different at all."

*She turns her gaze to look at him. Her eyes seem to pierce through his very being deep into his soul.*

[Triune]

*He doesn't flinch from her gaze but cocks his head at her words.*

"How do you mean Jabbress?"

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She looks away again and narrows her eyes.*

"You and I have both been pawns of another all of our lives. You have been the pawn and servant...no slave....of the Ebonclaws for years. The ones pulling my strings have varied over the years but still in their control I remain. It sickens me."

[Triune]

* He thinks over her words for a long time before responding.*

"Jabbress... Perhaps it is odd for me to say this but, if you feel this way isn't it time to cut the wires and quit being their puppet?"

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She laughs* "Very wise words, Raviel. Yes, cutting the strings.......or killing those who weilded them....the path I must take is still unclear...."