The Ambassador

[huntressofworlds]

Salis D’aar. One of the last few large cities that one could sit quietly unnoticed and unmolested by the Sith Imperium’s reach. It was a busy city, one which people disappeared into easily. It was also a center of cultural growth, learning and progress. The Bakuran National Symphony had certainly proven itself a worthy leader in galactic circles. The young doctor was just as impressed as she was the first time she’d heard them a few years earlier.

She had decided to take a stroll in the Old Hemei Gardens, only after she’d picked up a caf on the way. The warm liquid radiated into her palm as she drew it in and took a slow and steady sip. She sat quietly on one of the benches, her eyes canned the government buildings that lined the borders of the gardens. Her eyes were soon brought skyward, watching a few ships disappear into the evening skies.

The air was humid, but the temperatures were comfortable, not at all oppressive or unbearable. Indeed the two rivers that ran on either side of the city kept it cooler than other areas.

It almost seemed like the rest of the galaxy was so very very far away. Far enough to forget. Her eyes finally settled shut, her brow furrowed just a bit as she tried to let those ever present thoughts wash away. In the last few months the young Reau had met Echolyir Bralor, Dex Skirata, Bryar Renelo, all Mandalorians, and all one she should’ve tagged along with. They were strong and capable warriors, and she had come and gone amongst them at will. It humored her a bit how rare it was like that a singular Mandalorian as herself would have had the fortune to criss cross the divide between the Clans and yet they had all remained distanced to themselves.

Yet in the end she sat without the company of any Clansmen, eyes closed and exhaling out, letting her guard down. Ever since the destruction of the Sector she’d all but lost much of her purpose. She’d left once to find a way to bring medical treatments back to her people, and now her people were no more. There was only one consolation, being that at least those whom had suffered the worst were now free of their pain. With what Mandalorians she met in recent times having been outside the Sector, a realm where Medical treatments were readily available, well, she was less important, leaving her to gleam what she could from her people that had survived and the greater sources of knowledge such as the Bakur Memorial College – a place she intended to visit on the morrow once it reopened from it’s weekend break. For now she’d enjoy a pleasant evening, pretending she was back on Jakelia where everyone was fine and safe.

 

[Grim]

Kenshin for now was out and about after his very successful meeting with the Jedi Order. He would usually be in his full armor but since both him and is Alor were here in complete secrecy he didn't dare walk around town in it. For now he settled for a more contemporaneity outfit with a high end set of armor to wear under his street clothes. He was armed but they were hidden, his lighsabers in special tubes that hid them and in shoulder holsters were his two pistols neatly hidden away. He had no real place to go, but for now he was going to enjoy this bit of peace at least until he was back in the fray. He hadn't known was going to happen now but it would be busy, so he decided to hit up a cafe for now to get some food that wasn't made on a ship for once. Orar had good cooks but it was still rations and hardly anything was as fresh as it was going to be here.

He finally seen the place that he wanted to eat at, it was a small place neatly tucked away. It looked like the place that people kept secret so it wouldn't become too crowded, fitting if one were to ask Kenshin. What he didn't expect to find though was a woman. Well he did expect that but what he didn't expect was on wearing full Beskar'gam in public. Maybe it was odd because as of late he hadn't seen many in full armor and he himself hadn't had to chance to wear it. So hunted had they become. A strange planet and a even stranger place to meet another of his adopted people so he entered into the cafe told the droid he was with a party already and left his drink order with the droid. He confidently strolled up to the table and sat down across from her on the patio seating, "You are either really strange or really brave wearing that in a time like this."

 

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Jin’s eyes opened as she focused on the man that had taken his seat across from her. Her eyes scanned him but she said nothing at first, instead she let him speak, and as much as she’d first been trying to pretend she wasn’t in the middle of dark times for herself and her people, the first words instantly put her a bit on edge.

True it wasn’t the first time a comment as such had come her way but she simply took another sip of her drink and focused on the man’s eyes for a moment before she sat her cup back on the table and gave a slight cant of her head.

“Perhaps a bit of both.” She replied with a slight smirk, a brush of her finger through her red hair drew it back from her face as she focused in on the man, examining him over a bit before she finally pointed towards the medical crest on her shoulder bell.

“These tend to give me immunity most places.” She explained.

"Doctor Jintara Reau, and who might you be?" she inquired, finally extending her hand out in greeting.

 

[Grim]

Kenshin could not only see her tense slightly but could feel it in the force as well. He knew that feeling all to well anymore when one met another on a station or planetside. As intently as she had studied him, he did not probe her mind instead he left her alone, only feeling the emotions that escaped into the force. She looked young, though her eyes were something else entirely much older than they should have been.

He listened to her and gave a slight smile at her mark of a doctor and her well rather honest opinon of herself. He had worked against the Sith enough to know they wouldn't hold back if she were an orphaned baby and the last of her kind. He didn't let her know this, she was probably more aware of it then she would ever let on.

When she acknowledged herself as a doctor he instantly knew why her eyes seemed so much older than they should have. Not that he was much older than her but he had seen probably as much or more than she. He toke returned her outstretched hand by firmly grasping her forearm a much more Mandalorian gesture than a normal handshake. "Call me Kenshin, sadly I have no real titles" A lie, he maybe aware of his surroundings but one should always be ready for anything. especialy give his reason for being there it was always best to assume he was being watched. "What brings you out here doctor??

 

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Jintara knew the risks even now with openly calling herself Mandalorian anywhere in the galaxy. Of all things though, she doubted she was of any great strategic importance. Her mark, however, had gotten her out of the blockade once. In the past the Imperium had seemed somewhat negotiable on the rules of engagement as far as Medics were concerned.

A look back to Kenshin had her studying his own features, just as worn were her eyes, so too were the man before her’s. He’d seen his own share of things, and here they both were.

She gave a nod to his name, “A pleasure to meet you Kenshin.” She replied and gripped his forearm just as he had done her own before she retracted her arm back and lounged back against the rest of her seat. “Please call me Jin.” She commented before taking a sip of her caf. “And research!” she explained, though she didn’t go into detail about just how much her intense thirst for knowledge and learning had her studying at some of the most important and known Medical Complexes all across the galaxy. She’d learned so much since the day she’d left Jakelia. She’d met so many new faces, made friends scattered on all sides of the lines.

“I try to make myself useful when I can, when I’m not I try to further my knowledge. There’s just so much to learn. Techniques and skills. Keeps me going.” She offered a smile.

 

[Grim]

Kenshin smiled as she talked, much like he was when he was a young padawan. He had craved knowledge of the force and of the life around him. Sadly the war had taken that from him left behind were his studies replaced instead by long hours in the mud and muck fighting for survival. A small part of him still craved the feeling of finding something thought lost or finding something that was completely new and changed how one viewed the galaxy.

Jin was her name then, it was good to have a nice name to match a pretty face. He watched her take a sip of her drink and then exclaim what had brought her to this place. He could feel her excitement in the Force with even such a simple statement. Along with it he could feel the sense of fond memories, or at least that is the feeling he got from it. "Research huh? It seems we are both here for similar reasons. I found myself searching for things here as well." The pauses as the droid finally drops off his drink, a flavored fizzy drink. "So what knowledge were you hoping to find here if I may be so bold to ask?"

 

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Jin gave a slight nod confirming that he’d heard her correctly. Her brow rose a bit at his revelation that they were both there for similar reasons. Sitting her cup on the table before her she canted her head slightly to the right and started to ask him what his research was on when he caught her with another question.

“I’ve been trying to learn different practices. Right now I’m deep into the advanced bio mechanics and nano-technologies.” She tried to explain simply, though precisely what she was doing would’ve taken some time to explain at length.

Of course it gave her a moment to divert the conversation back around once more as she rethought on her earlier question.

“What’re you looking for on Bakura?” she asked curiously.

 

[Grim]

He was surprised that she hadn't sent him away but was glad nonetheless that she hadn't always good to talk to someone new. "Indeed interesting topics, something I wish I knew more about. I know my mother would be happy if I did."

He listened and nodded to her own question and gave a small smile, he couldn't tell her the whole truth but he would tell her enough, "I came looking for old friends and to see if maybe some new ones could be found.

 

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Jin chuckled a bit and gave a slight grin, “I don’t know how interesting the topics are, but when you’re one of the few Mandalorian doctors left, well, you’ve got a lot of vod that don’t want anyone but Mandalorians touching them.” She explained, “ So hopefully it’ll come in use.”

She rest her hand against her chin and gave a questioning perk of her brow, “Is your mother in the medical field?” she inquired, considering the comment.

“Well it looks like you’re off to a good start on making new friends.” She smiled some. “Where are you from?” she questioned a bit.

 

[Grim]

Kenshin smiled a bit at her comment, he knew of Mandos like that. He wasn't one but he knew they existed. "I have heard that before, but I myself have never cared too much who fixes me up so long as they know what they are doing.

He toke another sip of his drink while she asked about his mother. He hadn't talked to her much, more for her safety than anything else. "Last I talked to her she was, she was a Doctor for the planetary security forces. Though I herd she had switched over to a very attractive private hospital."

He gave her a warm smile at her mention of him having made headway on new friends, "It seems so, can't say I could have asked for a better start" then to her second question, "I am from no place in particular, unless you mean where was I born. If that is the case I was born and raised most of my life on Panatha. When I was older I ended up traveling a lot."

 

[huntressofworlds]

Jin listened attentively to what Kenshin told her. Even still she had already more than once picked up on his reservation at telling her details. As a doctor, she had learned these traits quite well in her lifetime. She did smile however, keeping her thoughts at bay as she gave a nod, “Ever travel to the Mandalore Sector? You seem to know your Mandalorian armors well enough.” she pointed out, considering he’d more than easily made his comment about her armor to begin with, whereas many wore armor, he’d correctly distinguished the difference.

 

[Grim]

Kenshin could feel her curiousness in the force, mixed with a bit of reservation. He would let her guess and not tell her. He didn't feel any sort of danger or deception but for now he would play it safe as he could. "I may have passed through at one time or another."

he toke another small sip for looking her in the eyes, "Tell me, why did you think I had been to the sector?"

 

[huntressofworlds]

Jin smirked just a bit at his answer, her fingertips played across the rim of her cup before she shook her head slightly, it was curious that he was being so vague after pointing out she was the Mandalorian. Then again for all he knew she could be an Imperial in beskar. Even still she shook her head, replying with the simplest of revelations.

“Well you seemed to know I was a Mandalorian, so you must have experience in being around them or have been there.” She explained.

“It had been awhile since I’d been home.” Jin explained, giving a slight bow of her head, “ Before you know..” she trailed off, referring to the genocide of her people. Still she forced a smile and took another drink of her caf.

“When was your last time?” she asked curiously, casting her gaze over towards Kenshin once more.

 

[Grim]

Kenshin nodded to her response and listened as she continued to seek any information about him. He wasn't loving the fact that he had to be playing coy and mysterious but for the sake of just not him and his clan but also for the those of their new Jedi.

He sensed her sadness at her remarks about missing home, he knew them as well. However he also know that home is where ever you are at peace. He reached across the table and set his hand on hers and looked her into the eyes. "Home is where you Hang your helmet."

He pauses to let it sink in a bit, "I was lucky enough to see it not too long before history once again caught up with our... present." He paused on our as if not sure what word to use. "How about yourself?"

 

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Jin chuckled a bit and shook her head some, “Home is where we make it these days.” She smiled some and leaned back in her seat, contemplating a bit before she looked to him at his question and brought her fingertip along her cheek in thought, “About a year ago myself. I’ve been hopping all around the galaxy ever since. Of course when the Imps tightened their fist on the blockade it was harder to go back to my homeworld, so home became my ship.” She replied simply.

“Might change soon enough though. Few days and I think I might try and find a more isolated localized spot.”

 

[Grim]

Kenshin smiled as she mentioned living out of her ship, one that he knew all too well. He had lived a good portion of his life now on ships and knew what it was like living out of one. "Indeed, it was never easy to get in or out for that matter." It was odd, how a simple gesture could make one pay closer attention. Maybe the light caught her right, but the picture of her there with her finger on her cheek thinking made him realize for the first time in a long time that they were indeed not alone in the galaxy and that no one was ever born to be alone. So he did the one thing he didn't think he would do. He toke a sip of his drink, while hearing her remark.

"Do me a favor would you?" he pulled out a small data card and passed it over to her, then dropping his voice a bit, "If you need help that is my private comm. Our people can't afford to lose anymore than we already have. Let alone one as intelligent and beautiful as you." He bowed his head slightly, "Forgive my secrecy, but my full name is Kenshin Orar and I am not technically here if you follow along."

 

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Jin glimpsed to the datacard that was passed over to her, taking it up in her hand she examined it a bit before looking back to the man who lowered his voice and introduced himself, his real self. She gave a faint smile and a nod of her head, “I understand, but for what it’s worth I’m glad you aren’t here.” She replied, taking the data card and inserting it into her wrist control terminal, bringing up the channel she sent a test to it, allowing her systems to record it over and for Kenshin’s own to record the incoming one before she extended the datacard back to him with a nod.

“I agree, we’ve lost far too much over the years and it’s time that we start working together for a stable and productive future.” The young doctor replied, “Perhaps it’s the naïve dream of a humanist but I would much like to see us all united in our resolve again.” She confessed, a small bow of her head and another smile to follow.

“Apologies. I have found myself with the same song on my tongue that I find myself singing it whenever I can.”

 

[Grim]

Kenshin's armor did all of the work for him, adding her own comm to his own library. He accepted the card back and tucked it back into its place. "Indeed, I am glad I am not here as well." His smile was genuine, he no longer felt the need to hold back any more. As he listened, he noticed some small flowers behind her and noted them. It was then he herd her real self come out, the wish to see all of their people once again working as such. The words struck home like a nine pound hammer. Deep into his soul. It was what he wanted as well, but he didn't want it to end there.

Then she bowed as if a bit worried she had scared him for some reason, but her smile and her emotions flooding into the force were those of sincerity. "Those are my wishes as well, and one should never apologize for the words that come from the depths of one's heart."

He raise his hand slightly from the table and plucked the white flower from the garden behind her and gently placed into her hair resting it on her left ear making a beautiful contrast to her fiery red hair. "I fought our people once, yet after the battle they saved me not only once but twice. Then I left them, unknown to what became of them. The exception I thought. Then a second time I was saved again. This time I joined with them, it seemed the Force had something it wanted me to do. That was to save these people however I could." He smiled as the light came down and cast a unique light upon the scene, "So I want to see our people whole once again, the fights long forgotten. Old wounds do heal if we let them. I don't want to stop there. I would like for once to see the galaxy whole. For once I want us to forget all our old hatreds and see what they in ancient times seen when they first created the Old Republic. A dream if there ever was."

He smiled a bit sheepishly, "That is my song, though one that is rarely heard."

 

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“It’s a song that I will promise you will be heard.” Jintara vowed to Kenshin as she listened to his words, all the things the two of them shared, ideals and hopes, dreams for the future of their people. She hadn’t flinched when Kenshin had placed that flower into her hair, she of course wasn’t use to anyone being quite so close into her personal space, but she gave a slight bow of her head towards it. An unspoken thanks before she looked to Kenshin’s eyes once more.

“I am told the Force acts in mysterious ways. I’m glad it brought us together today Kenshin. Your words have solidified what I intend to do. We must find a way to bring about a healing to the wounds our own people have caused.”

What better a person to bring about that healing than a Doctor, sworn to heal any and all Clans. Jin stood, taking a step towards her brother in armor and embraced him in a hug, giving a squeeze and turning her head with a kiss to Kenshin’s cheek before she let him go and looked to his eyes with a smile, “Thank you for your words Kenshin. I will be in touch soon, and when we meet again, it will be to see our dream made reality.”

With that, the young doctor scooped up her helmet off of the table and clipped it to her side, casting one last glimpse towards Kenshin before she headed off for the starport and her vessel. She had just the idea of where to go too. An idea planted in her mind years prior by another hopeful Mandalorian, reminiscing in the old days before the Clan Wars. A place that had once been a united front.

 

[Grim]

Kenshin nodded as she left and gave her a bow as she headed off to go find herself a way to sing her song. He didn't know at the time when or even if he would ever hear her song. He just hoped he would be able to hear it and help her out, for now he wished the force to be upon her and her travels and watched her leave for now and he started his way back towards the compound he had left to properly greet his new brother.

"May the Force be with you, may your armor remain strong, and your aim always remain true" He called, then turned once again to return to his duties.