Unwanted Encounters [Invites]

[Kira Yamato]

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Kira blinked as he looked out over the crowd. He let out a sigh as he was waiting for his food and drinks to come. He had decided coffee, of course he was sure it wouldn't be the same as Waltfeld's but still he needed something. His eyes turned to the sky for a split second. So much had happened in the past few months he still wasn't done mentally sorting it all out. Mentally he checked the location of his lightsaber and his gun. Both were hidden of course, he didn't want to draw attention to himself after all, but it was good to have them both close by.

He still had to wonder however. He had made a few enemies already in his time here along with a few allies. Still it was hard to believe a year had passed since he had seen Lacus or even those in his own realm. He still thought about them time to time, but that was quite different then actually being able to talk to them. Even in his own memories, talking to them that way, it wasn't quite the same. He closed his eyes letting out an audible sigh as he simply sat before bringing his gaze back to the present. His thoughts trailed back to The Resistance for a brief moment.

They had just lost their second in command 201 not too long ago, but what exactly was he still doing with them? It was a cause for wonder, and what of the person that killed 201? He made up his mind, after he got back to Isafaro finding him was the first order of business. It wasn't all bad though, his trip here hadn't been entirely unproductive. He had met someone who had helped with those lingering feelings left over from Kissira. Even now he didn't feel sorrow, but rather a strange calmness. Maybe there might be one other thing he may be able to offer to the Resistance while he was here, but could he honestly trust Imai? That much he wasn't sure of. It was much easier to sense that underlying hate she held for Vulture now, not that he really needed the Force to tell him that. He frowned. All things to worry about after he ate. His coffee arrived first and he thanked the man. He watched everyone else pass by, for now he was sitting off away from most of the other people maybe waiting for something? He wasn't sure.

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Song: Fields of Hope by Rie Tanaka
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[Saasha]

Slender, delicate heels quietly padded the ground as their owner patiently paced through the streets to her next location. So much to do, so much to do and still soooo much time to do it in. She was nothing if not efficient. One silken leg revealed itself through the split in her dress as she walked, eliciting the stares and awes of passersby much to the dismay of their wives. Her lithe torso rocked back and forth ever so slightly with each light say of her hips. The tint of peach color on her lips was curled at the edges into a smile of enjoyment- but perhaps not the enjoyment of the attention she received. It was the thought of how those poor souls could be swayed by the easiest of displays. How pathetic and sorry.

Her black-tipped red hair had been held into a light ponytail and hung loosely over her shoulder and onto her bosom. Reira was hiding her true face no longer- she had no reason to. Yellow-orange eyes gave rather uninterested glances to the more of the gifted faces that gawked at her as she passed. What fools. But otherwise, she still held that unexplainable smile on her lips. She had a job to do still.

Her journey had taken her to Hallowton, the location of her next objective, but her tendencies had strayed her slightly off course- she had spotted something that had caught her attention. A very familiar, very powerful aura pulled at her energy and alerted her to it's presence. Her lips curled further when her entrancing eyes were laid upon a spill of rather messy brunette hair within the windows of a nearby cafe. Her day just got even better.

With the grace and poise of royalty, she entered the cafe. Her light, sweet, intoxicating perfume wafting through the room as she padded to Kira's table and caused many of the patrons to turn and stare at her. However a light twinge within their minds would cause them to lose interest in the woman as she neared Kira's table. Her pleasant voice rolling to him gently as her eyes settled upon his.

"Well now, I suppose you are not the only one who needs some relaxation." Her hands lightly touched the table's surface to rest up on it. "Would you mind some company? The innocently sweet smile she gave would be polite enough to everyone else in the room. But Kira would likely remember what was beneath it.

[Ira]

A new apprentice was plenty reason to go celebrate and relax. The Sith Lord simply strolled down the sidewalk of Hallowton, meandering about slowly, letting her mind simply wander about. Her usual skin tight outfit had been traded in for a new outfit. The red background color of the dress perfectly matching the red color of her skin, if the not for the shape or way the fabric lay, some may have had some difficulty telling where the fabric ended and her skin began, save for the golden colored designs along the edges of the fabric.

The black belt around her waist seemed to be the only thing which kept the dress itself closed. At points, perhaps the dress seemed to threaten flap open but it never did. Ira's long legs were mainly concealed by the thigh high boots she wore - honestly, they were her favorite length for boots though needed to be made of the right material for her to be able to fight properly in.

On the skin which showed above the boots, scars of battles from before could be seen. Despite it being such a small amount of skin which was showing, plenty enough scars marred the skin of the Togruta, though they seemingly went with the white tiger-like stripes which could also be seen on the skin.

Perhaps it was because she was not human, perhaps it was because there was a prideful sense about her, or maybe even that chilling aura - while more tamed than normal -which did not earn the looks which a certain other had drawn. She most certainly did not mind. She would have her fun one way or another. And she soon found the source of that fun.

A smile twisted across her black lips and she quickly deviated from her down the sidewalk and towards a certain building where she found, not one but, two somethings which felt rather familiar. So she had simply gone back to being herself? How delightful! One of her gloved hands reached out and opened the door carefully and she entered. Ira's eyes needed not to look around. She had already found her targets as they were so easy to find when one knew what they were already looking for.

"You two wouldn't mind if I happened to steal a chair here, would you?" Because rhetorical questions were some of Ira's favorite ones. There not even being a chair to steal at this particular spot though, Ira pulled one away from another spot with just a sharp tug of the Force up to the table and invited herself to sit down rather quickly. "I hope you don't mind the intrusion."

[Kira Yamato]

Kira frowned as he felt a familiar presence come closer, part of him hoped it would just leave, but it seemed the more he hoped the closer it came. Finally the source of it came into view. Kira was weary of her, but he was in a public place after all so at most he could hope that she wouldn't try anything like their last meeting. Of course she was here after him, she had said she'd be seeing him around. Kira blinked as the drinks came and the waiter asked her if she needed anything. He supposed he really didn't have a choice. He motioned for her to sit down. He wasn't happy about it, but he saw no reason to be rude about it.

It was then that he caught the feeling of another aura. Softer then last time, but it was there. Kira frowned as he felt it. What were the odds of them both being here? He supposed it could be worse, there could be one other person who could make the experience even more, he wasn't sure what the word for this encounter would be, but before he could even respond she seemed to invite himself. He knew that arguing against it would be rather pointless, instead he gave up. ”Uh, sure.” he said a bit late. He glanced between the two as the coffee he ordered was finally brought out. He wasn't quite sure how to even start a conversation. ”It's been a while. Reira. Ira.” he said before taking a sip. The waiter was asking Ira is she wanted anything.

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Song: Fields of Hope by Rie Tanaka
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[Ira]

Ira shrugged her shoulders slightly at his greeting. "I guess it has been. To be honest, I didn't expect to see either of you here. Reira, you seem a bit different and a tad bit more...pleasant if I do say so myself. I'm guessing you've changed your minds about things then." She offered a pleasant smile towards Reira before looking over towards Kira.

"And to be honest, I didn't expect to see you out beyond Isafaro. So far away from your protectors and revolution against Vulture."

[Kira Yamato]

Different and pleasant? Kira knew those comments weren't directed at him, but did she think that she had changed from Kissira? Or did she know that was another version? Kissira had said she knew Ira before, so was that what she was talking about? Not that it was really important in the long run of things he decided. ”I suppose I could say the same of you. I have some business here as well.” he said. Thats all he would get however. He wasn't sure he could trust her with details.”I would've thought you would still be trying to find a way to destroy the Resistance.” he said. He turned his attention to Reira after that.

”Still I perfer this over our last meeting. Hows he doing by the way?” he asked referring to his other half. He knew the two at least knew each other. Maybe he could find out what exactly he was up to these days and more importantly how exactly to go about stopping him, but he doubted the second one would be easy regardless of how much information he had on him.

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[Saasha]

Reira slid herself into the chair next to the dark lady and gave her arm a gentle nudge under the table in greeting along with a look and a sideways smile that would tell the woman exactly what was on her mind.

Some fun for the memories sake?

She folded her hands gracefully under her chin and asked the waiter for a glass of wine. Her order taken, she turned back to Kira, "Honestly I wouldn't know. I haven't seen him in a while, though I know he is in town. Still likely looking for you. Too bad I am not in the mood to call him. He will likely be upset with me... But then again, why would I care about that?" Her peached lips curled into a sweet and savory smile before turning to Ira. Not waiting for a response from him.

"I must say it is quite a coincidence to see you here, my Lady. It would seem this world has quite the sense of humor, doesn't it?" It was good to feel the woman's presence again indeed. Such a soothing and calming aura. Many a time she had run alongside Ira on missions, watching that blade of hers with a sense of pride and admiration as she cut down entire factions in mere moments. Yes, it was good to have her Dark Lady back. And now she had the only two people that held any meaning to her in the same world. Wonderful turn of events this was.

[Ira]

"Obviously you don't know how I work, child." Ira replied to Kira simply enough, leaning back in her chair slightly. "I do things in...A specific manner. Not only that, I have a reputation to rebuild here; I'm everywhere. Takes a bit of work, but we'll get it back in place. Trust me on that," she chuckled softly before turning to stop the waiter, calling for him at just the moment he was about to pull away. She had a knack for annoying people.

Her discussion with the waiter went on for quite sometime as she attempted to order various drinks she was used to drinking. She even went through describing her drinks to him only to have him shake his head and apologize. Her once rather excited aura seemed to calm for a moment before moving around and washing over the waiter. Finally, there was brief pause. The waiter finally gave a short bow before excusing himself quickly.

Ira's attention returned to the conversation at hand. She was going to get her drink, one way or another and that would keep her happy at least. Ira gave a slight nod towards Reira at her question; "Don't they all have a nice sense of humor?" She asked with a smile flashing once again, pointed teeth displayed as she did so. As she smiled, her aura seemed to focus and center around the table, a dense fog settling over the trio though it remained unseen by those untrained to seeing the Force though it could surely be felt by all present.

A quiet playful whisper seemed to be carried on the wind next to Reira's ear for her to hear;

'Always.'

[Kira Yamato]

Kira had to admit he hadn't quite figured Ira out, but he was sure whatever she was here for couldn't possible be good. A reputation? Already Kira could imagine what kind she was known for and he wouldn't be too excited to see it come back here. He watched her talk to the waiter and he had to admit he didn't know half of what she was ordering, so it wasn't just him then. It was a small mercy, but for now they both seemed okay with just talking. That was fine with him, better then the alternative in his opinion honestly. She hadn't been keeping in touch with him? Now that was a bit odd in his opinion.

She could call him here? He didn't quite know how that was possible. Maybe something else within The Force? There were still a lot of unknowns to him about that. The waiter came back moments later with their own drinks. He felt Ira's aura seemed to settle over the table. He wasn't quite comfortable with that, but what else was he supposed to do about it? He sighed taking a sip of his coffee. Could be worse, they could be trying to kill him.

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[Saasha]

The entire time, Reira had kept her Force power pulled far into herself to keep from alerting the pair of her new found power. And it was just fine by her if they never found out. It was not like she was going to get to use much of it in the coming days anyhow. Raxus had set her out on the world while he made preparations. If there was one thing she was grateful for, it was the fact that her Master understood her needs. She hated being cooped up inside all day.

She smiled as Ira's confirmation and allowed her nose to be covered by the blade of her hand as the woman's aura settled over the table. Reira, enjoying the good stretch every now and then, allowed a small portion of hers to do the same. It only added to the power and went one step further- it took on the feel of Ira's and let it's invisible wisps lick Kira's form gently. It would feel as if a soothing yet cold hand was stroking his very soul. Oh she did love her talents. However, no facial movements would give away that it was her doing. Naturally Ira would know, Reira was the only one at the table capable to do such a shift to their power. Being a changeling of all trades and ways had it's advantages.

"So, I believe it would be safe to say that we have all met each other then. That is, you and Lady Ira have met." She let one slender hand shift over to motion to the Togruta then relax back under her chin to interlace back with the other hand. "I suppose we can dispense with the pleasantries then. As if they would be used in this company anyhow." A bell chiming chuckle sounded from the woman's throat and her long earrings chimed with the slightest shaking of her form.

"So, Kira, what have you been doing with your time? More stargazing perhaps?"