Sometimes strange things happen to those who wait. Across space.. lots of space, two minds intersect for a strange meeting that no one would expect. Retroy stops pacing her room and lays on her bed for a moment, tired from waiting, she slowly grows unaware of her surroundings. Slipping into a meditative state of mind. Up ahead, Retroy sees a small figure, hidden within a dark brown robe. The cowl has been pulled up over the being's head and Retroy does not know who it could be. The ground that she sees is covered in a dense fog that moves with her. She wasn't wearing the usual attire she does.. instead, it was black with a robe of black to match, her hair had been braided. Retroy filled with curiosity moved towards the cloaked figure, not saying a word as she stepped carefully. Human hands became visible as the figure lifts his/her/its hands to the cowl and pushed it back. Revealed is the face of a human female, framed by short, dark hair. Dark eyes are aimed at Retroy. "Who are you?" the woman asks. Retroy's blue eyes look the woman over, finding it a little disturbing that she was there. "Retroy Darkfire and the question is returned." Retroy stood in her tracks, with the sudden stop, the robe settled with her and the fog rose up about her for a brief moment before settling. The woman gives her a small smile. "Alida D'med." She bows slightly. Retroy straightened up a bit, furrowing her brows a little, she had heard of this one.. a jedi. Why on earth was she seeing someone she had never seen before? Jedi were strange creatures... bowing? "What am I doing here?" "A good question." Alida turns, fog swirling around her. "I have yet to ascertain an answer to that question for myself, much less your reasons." "So you didn't bring me here, jedi?" Interesting how things fall into place. Like small pieces to a large puzzle, the puzzle of life. "No, young one, I did not." The Jedi doesn't seem to be perturbed by Retroy's attitude. "From your reaction, I would assume you are also not responsible." "Why would I be responsible? I have better things to do then play with Jedi's minds. And even then I wouldn't unless ordered to by-" She stopped short.. oh.. tricky little Jedi. No way was she going to give Darana's name out. The woman chuckles. "I do not believe you would be able to 'play' with my mind, child." "You are angry." "Well aren't you a genius?" Sarcasm dripped through her words like venom. Arms folded and as the black robe moved about her so did the fog. A chair seems to form in the midst of the fog. The Jedi sits down gracefully, her robe flowing around her form. "Why are you so angry?" "Out of all the things in the universe.. I had to get stuck with a Jedi." "Then perhaps you should make the best of things. Or leave. If you are able to." "How can I leave when I don't even know how I got here in the first place?" Retroy sighed lightly, she disliked Jedi almost as much as she disliked droids. "Then we are faced with an interesting problem, aren't we?" The Jedi sits back and closes her eyes. "Don't you do anything other then sit around and meditate?" She truly didn't understand Jedi and yet she was the one that requested to go to the Academy to make sure she was in the right spot. The eyes open again and pin her with a look that seems to go into her soul. "Meditation brought me here, child. Perhaps meditation is our answer." "I will not meditate." "Why not?" "Cause that leads to a peaceful state of mind. I prefer not to." The look doesn't ease, perhaps it grows more intense. "And peace is something you are uncomfortable with?" "I'm a Sith. Of course it doesn't settle. Only peace amongst other Sith. I've heard of you. You are one of those Jedi on Port Lansing." She sat in the fog, it only covering her folds of robe still she could be seen. Thinking thinking. "I spent time on Port Lansing, true." She smiles slightly. "Then you prefer chaos?" "I prefer what I have been given. Neither chaos nor peace." The Jedi stands and looks down at her. "And what is it you have?" "Darana." A glimmer of recognition. "You are of the Household." "She took me in when Raven left me at Darana's. She's trained me and given me a life. I live there.. but not part of it. And the Emperor is taking away my only family." Retroy glared at the ground, slight hate for the Emperor growing inside her, a small flame. "And what will you do now?" "Reassigned to someone else to continue my training. Who ever the Emperor sees fit for training me." She didn't know what business it was for the Jedi to know.. but.. something inside her eased the dislike for this Jedi. "So he takes a family with one hand and gives you another with the other?" "He is the Emperor. He has power to do so. The entire household is being separated and sent in different directions. I really have no choice but to accept." "And this is the life you chose?" Alida moves away slightly. The long hem of her robe stirs up the fog, swirling over Retroy. "To be told what to do?" Blue eyes rose to look at Alida, without her meaning to, a softer expression formed over her face. "No, but no matter where I go.. I will be told what to do. I have no where else to go.." She looked to the floor, first thoughts of her parents.. lost to her forever except for the info she has.. now Darana's household. "There are other options." "Like what?" Retroy looked up at the woman that stood over her. "You don't have to follow the way of the Dark Side. You can find peace." She shakes her head lightly, "No.. They won't let me go no matter what. Besides.. what do the Jedi have to offer me? At least while I am here.. where I am.. I am promised a teacher. A life that is my own. And I don't have to wear robes." Even though that's what she wore.. sith robes. "You do not have to be a Sith. Nor a Jedi. You can follow your own path." Alida sighs. "There are those among the Jedi who would be glad to help you find that path." "No thank you. If I was to go light side.. there is no promise that I would have a Master there to teach me.. nor a place of comfort.. nor a way to find out about my parents without hurt." She sighed lightly, pulling her knees up to her chest, her chin rested gently on top as her arms wrapped around her legs. With her sudden movement, the fog swirled about her, hiding her for a brief moment before showing her again. "And you have all this now?" "Yes. When I am reassigned.. I will be placed with a new master. And like Darana.. I believe they will be able to comfort me when its called for. And with my parents. I will be able to find out about my mother and father without breaking some code." "What do you know of them?" "Who? My parents?" Alida nods. "Their names..Alesia and Jacob Darkfire. My father was a trader.. a Mercenary to a point. They didn't like to take sides with either the Imperials or the Alliance. When I was five.. the ship they were on was destroyed. Killing them both." Small tears welled up in her eyes as that unforgettable scene played out in her mind from her tiny five year old eyes. "And you're looking for what answers?" "More about my parents.. where they lived.. where the ship crashed.. where my Father's last employer is." Alida looks at her. "And what will you gain from those answers?" The woman tilts her head slightly. "Of course." She sighed softly. "I'm sorry.. the subject of my parents is rather touchy." What was Retroy doing? Giving away information about her weaknesses? This Jedi certainly put her at ease enough so that she talks about her parents freely. "I understand." Retroy looked up at Alida. For some reason she trusted her.. and had a strange thought that everything would be alright if she looked to the jedi for help. Retroy's eyes opened quickly, her gaze flying about her to see that she was back in her quarters.. alone. What was going on? How could she have talked to a Jedi... and without much violence? "Oh man..."
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