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Jul 1, 2019 19:48:14 GMT
Jaydani had never been to the Amethyst District, so all this was quite new for her. She’d been raised on Shili from the age of ten, though she’d only ever known – or at least, remembered – the Togruta couple that raised her, to be her parents. She had her montral helmet stored away on this particular day, only because she knew it wasn’t necessary to wear it in this instance. Though she’d engineered it herself, it wasn’t needed while she was here with Markus. She looked around at the worn-down buildings, sighing. “Too bad this place is in shambles,” she mused, “it was probably beautiful at some point.”
If there was one thing that everyone got right, it was that Markus looked intimidating with his hood up and his tall stature. Jaydani, on the other hand, looked quite small and perhaps even a bit innocent. She didn’t necessarily look like a child, but with her height, she didn’t exactly look like an adult either. More like something in between the two. She followed her teacher, going along his path as precisely as she could. She largely ignored the snarling coming from around them, knowing that no one would likely dare to cross the man in front of her.
The silence was kind of deafening in a way, but who would Jay be if she were to break it? She’d learned on Shili that silence can be more powerful than noise, especially when one is on a mission. Thus, her footfalls were nearly unheard. Maybe once or twice, Markus would be able to hear her footsteps, but she only really did that to make sure he knew she was there. Her wavy blond hair flowed a bit as she walked, giving her an alluring vibe without nearly as much effort. Once they reached the nightclub, she stopped, following him in after they were granted passage by the bouncer. She nodded back to the bouncer as a courtesy, a silent thank-you.
As they stepped inside, Jaydani noticed a great difference in the way things were presented. Where the outside was cracked and crumbling, the inside was better-looking. Jaydani thought that this was how everything in life was, people included. Markus, for example, looked intimidating as hell, but honestly he was a nice guy, if you didn’t rub him the wrong way. Jaydani shook her head, following him while observing everything from the bar, to the lights, to the dancers. “Interesting,” was all she said as they made their way to said bar, her only motivation to keep going being delivering the package they had with them, and the fact that Markus was literally dragging her along. If Jay had it her way? She’d probably still be on Shili. But here she was, being toted around by a burly man on a mission.
When they finally stopped Jay breathed a sigh of relief. “Finally,” she mumbled. She sat down for a minute, raising a brow as she watched Markus bob his head after ordering a drink. She wanted to say how weird it was, but common decency was expected, and she knew that, so her lips stayed zipped, other than a bit of mumbling now and again, and maybe a small chuckle. She’d been a Grey Jedi for ten years, but this man was still an interesting case to her. Nevertheless, she smiled back, not wanting to seem rude.
"Change can be good," Jay said in return. “How else would I be here, with you, doing this mission of ours, if not for change? I’d probably still be on Shili if I didn’t embrace change.” She watched him down his drink, smirking as she debated getting one before his next comment. “Alright, fine. I would have just ordered water, but I guess you’re right. You’re the teacher here, after all.” She listened to his small speech, nodding every now and again as a sign that she understood what he was saying. “Who would I be to turn down a chance to learn? Not a true student, that’s what. Muddy or not, I’m bent on learning as many aspects of the trade as I can. Ten years together haven’t gone to waste and I don’t intend on that happening.”
Jay had to admit, being under Markus’ tutelage was valuable, especially since she had been living amongst the Togruta before this. Not that either one was better than the other, or worse. She took what she could get, and that was enough. She didn’t mind the work they were doing, as long as she gained something from it, even if all she gained was knowledge. Just like Markus, Jay never had to question her loyalty, as she was neither a true Jedi, nor a Sith. She was loyal to Markus, and in her own opinion, had a strong morals code. As long as the two of them had somewhere warm and well lit to live, food to eat, and a place to sleep, she was set. She didn’t care about Markus’ past, just who he was now. She accepted that some might have dark pasts, but who they were in the current moment was more important. Knowing both was the key to her trust, and that was why she trusted Markus.
If there was one thing that everyone got right, it was that Markus looked intimidating with his hood up and his tall stature. Jaydani, on the other hand, looked quite small and perhaps even a bit innocent. She didn’t necessarily look like a child, but with her height, she didn’t exactly look like an adult either. More like something in between the two. She followed her teacher, going along his path as precisely as she could. She largely ignored the snarling coming from around them, knowing that no one would likely dare to cross the man in front of her.
The silence was kind of deafening in a way, but who would Jay be if she were to break it? She’d learned on Shili that silence can be more powerful than noise, especially when one is on a mission. Thus, her footfalls were nearly unheard. Maybe once or twice, Markus would be able to hear her footsteps, but she only really did that to make sure he knew she was there. Her wavy blond hair flowed a bit as she walked, giving her an alluring vibe without nearly as much effort. Once they reached the nightclub, she stopped, following him in after they were granted passage by the bouncer. She nodded back to the bouncer as a courtesy, a silent thank-you.
As they stepped inside, Jaydani noticed a great difference in the way things were presented. Where the outside was cracked and crumbling, the inside was better-looking. Jaydani thought that this was how everything in life was, people included. Markus, for example, looked intimidating as hell, but honestly he was a nice guy, if you didn’t rub him the wrong way. Jaydani shook her head, following him while observing everything from the bar, to the lights, to the dancers. “Interesting,” was all she said as they made their way to said bar, her only motivation to keep going being delivering the package they had with them, and the fact that Markus was literally dragging her along. If Jay had it her way? She’d probably still be on Shili. But here she was, being toted around by a burly man on a mission.
When they finally stopped Jay breathed a sigh of relief. “Finally,” she mumbled. She sat down for a minute, raising a brow as she watched Markus bob his head after ordering a drink. She wanted to say how weird it was, but common decency was expected, and she knew that, so her lips stayed zipped, other than a bit of mumbling now and again, and maybe a small chuckle. She’d been a Grey Jedi for ten years, but this man was still an interesting case to her. Nevertheless, she smiled back, not wanting to seem rude.
"Change can be good," Jay said in return. “How else would I be here, with you, doing this mission of ours, if not for change? I’d probably still be on Shili if I didn’t embrace change.” She watched him down his drink, smirking as she debated getting one before his next comment. “Alright, fine. I would have just ordered water, but I guess you’re right. You’re the teacher here, after all.” She listened to his small speech, nodding every now and again as a sign that she understood what he was saying. “Who would I be to turn down a chance to learn? Not a true student, that’s what. Muddy or not, I’m bent on learning as many aspects of the trade as I can. Ten years together haven’t gone to waste and I don’t intend on that happening.”
Jay had to admit, being under Markus’ tutelage was valuable, especially since she had been living amongst the Togruta before this. Not that either one was better than the other, or worse. She took what she could get, and that was enough. She didn’t mind the work they were doing, as long as she gained something from it, even if all she gained was knowledge. Just like Markus, Jay never had to question her loyalty, as she was neither a true Jedi, nor a Sith. She was loyal to Markus, and in her own opinion, had a strong morals code. As long as the two of them had somewhere warm and well lit to live, food to eat, and a place to sleep, she was set. She didn’t care about Markus’ past, just who he was now. She accepted that some might have dark pasts, but who they were in the current moment was more important. Knowing both was the key to her trust, and that was why she trusted Markus.