Mek-Sha Nightlife (Star Wars)

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away... The Republic and the Empire maintain a fragile truce, but the threat of open war hangs heavy as both sides quietly vie for power and domination. In the midst of this volatile mix of factions and schemes, unlikely heroes must fight to preserve all they hold dear.
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Monkey Kitty
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Felix Iresso

Felix knocked on the door of the crew quarters.

"Hey, Neva?" he called. "I wanted to make sure you were okay. I couldn't help but notice that... well..."

That the Zabrak pilot didn't seem like herself. That she had withdrawn from everyone, showed no interest in the helm or the navigation, and that she was hiding by herself in the bunk.

"I know you're going to try to tell me you're fine. And if you want to leave it at that, it's cool, I'll go. I just wanted to give you the option. Because I might know something about what it's like - the stuff you're dealing with."
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Reyth

She sat in stunned silence atop her robe that had been laid out fresh on her bed no more than a half hour ago. The only clean, logical item in her life at the moment. A mere piece of cloth of no importance. Still, she clung to it as though leaving the safety of its orderliness would condemn her to spiral into the ether.

Was he right?

She’d known something was off with Arksynn when he’d come into the med bay so quiet and reserved. At the time, she’d attributed it to his still being angry with her over the beach incident – and had gone about making her apology. Everything had gone as she planned. Well, not so much planned as expected. Everything had been fine, but then he had to open his mouth and ask again about her plans for the future.

She didn’t know whether she was angry with him for prodding her, or more angry with herself for not having a suitable answer. Not that it had mattered at the time, she had just blamed him and told him that he shouldn’t be getting so cozy here with the Jedi and her weird contingent of Sith family and friends. That they didn’t belong. And he’d…disagreed. Vehemently. If she was honest, most of the things he said she actually suspected might be true – like that they did belong here with these people who were kind and trustworthy – and that thought still terrified her.

So she’d taken out her fear on him in the nastiest way she could think of. Anything to shut him up and make him listen to the voice in her head instead of his own. He’d looked cowed, and a disgusting pleasure had begun to fill her with the thought that she’d won. And then he spoke.

“You’re just like her.”

He had left after saying those few words. Left her knowing full well who ‘her’ was and left her having to face the idea that she had actually turned into the monster she hated – alone.
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Siralai Mahr

Siralai went about her day, but the edge of panic remained just below the surface. Her sister's threats about her son weren't far from her mind. What was she going to do? She couldn't risk losing Ebben. But she also couldn't betray the young Sith who were so in need of safety and guidance...

To take her mind off it, Siralai did some more laundry. With all the swimming and beach-going, there was plenty.

She knocked on Reyth's door. "Reyth? I brought you some clean towels and some more clothes you can borrow from... Hey, Reyth? Are you okay?"

Siralai had of course not expected a verbal response to her question, but the stillness from within the room worried her.
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