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[implausibilities]

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[implausibilities]

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( most days, aurelia can stay still, abiding by the rules without question. some days, she feels as if she may go mad staying hidden, keeping her correspondence limited and her circle of close contacts small.

it will all be worth it, she reminds herself, watching those precious few holograms from her parents from time to time when she wishes to see their faces. this is to ensure that the sacrifices they both made weren't for naught.

she remains pacing in her quarters as promised, donning a nondescript blue travel suit with her hair braided away from her face. )

[redarmorhunter]

[Good that she has the holograms, really. Because his orders had been to tell her nothing - and he had abided by that. Another favour owed, and another carried out, to a Jedi. It was a pattern that had been part of his existence for thousands of years now.]

[Not that the time bothered him. If anything, he just got better with age. In his opinion.]

[He entered the room, sealing the door behind him.]

Statement: We are booked passage for the morning. A Corellian passenger liner. Slow, but inconspicuous.

[implausibilities]

( it's taken her longer than she anticipated, processing the knowledge of her father's identity. aurelia had idolized the memory of her mother, sought to absorb as much as she could about her so that satine kryze could live on when her impact had been scrubbed from mandalore so quickly.

the notion that a jedi had fallen for this woman, that they had apparently loved each other and sought to keep her safe, that he had even secured protection for her ...

she sighs and straightens her spine. )

That sounds more than suitable. Perhaps even more comfortable than the last tranport, ( aurelia tries to joke, a chuckle mostly for herself. )

Well, we've learned one thing - we ship the same ship, it seems. :P

[redarmorhunter]

[He begins to pack immediately, starting to slide some of the many weapons he carries into their hidden compartments in the luggage they tend to carry.]

Statement: By your standards, yes. Though of course this is not material for me. How long do you require to prepare?

[He had, it was true, owed Obi-Wan. But it was Duchess Satine who kept him on his watch, in the end. It was she he owed his allegiance to, still. Obi-Wan hadn't been the first Jedi he had served under, and perhaps in the fullness of time wouldn't be the last. But Satine Kryze had been...unique in his long existence.]

[And the holos she had recorded for her daughter remained safe in his memory banks, for when she was ready - for when the Duchess' desires for her child could be met.]