a little girl...

[Nala]

Walking into a room that was lit only by candles, she noticed many familiar faces from around the universe that she had met before. But she only wanted to talk with a select few who were known to this domain. They went by the alias's Alana Stormcloud and Ambrose Braeden. She had met them the last time she had visited the Roon Stone Inn. A long time ago...

Sitting down at a dank and dark table that no one occupied, she sat alone. When the servant droid arrived at her table she ordered a glass of milk and a cookie.

The droid returned with her order not long after. She sat eating the cookie and drinking the milk as she waited for her friends to arrive.

[Alana Stormcloud]

"Nala......." Alana could feel the child near. Her counter part, her sister, her daughter, the one made in her very image. It had been some time since the Sith Lordess had seen Nala. There uncle Mockadane had introduced them, throwing them together without prior knowledge of what they really were to one another. They were and would always be replicas of a dead sister. What a wicked web of deceit there uncle had woven, one he viewed as a safety net.

"Little Nala...." Alana whispered as she made her way to the girl. She was growing up quickly, even in the eyes of a Vampyre. Her beauty matched Alana's with little difference except for one. Nala's eyes still held an innocence the Sith Lordess had lost long ago. She shone with a purity that made her the sweetest spot in a room. There was no other that could bring such abiding love from the heart grown cold except for Nala. Though she loved Kolarik and others of her Vampyre family, no one save the child could make her heart clench with such anxiety, or intensity as she, her daughter of fate.

Alana moved quietly up behind the quiet girl. A smile that brought all humanity flooding back to her marble face.

"Little sister..... Nala I have missed you. What brings you to my darkened corner of the worlds?" Alana asked as she settled next to her mirror image.......

[imported_Ambrose Braeden]

The red wine tasted sweet to the lips of the vampire as he drank from the goblet. Ambrose braeden surveyed the scene as he leaned upon an archway that seemed to go on forever into darkness. The vampire wore a simple silk ivory shirt with his pants that had been made by one of the top designers in courscant. Ambrose could feel the presence of the lordess Alana nearby. He could feel her presence as she moved closer to the Roon Stone Inn. He could also feel another presence, one that he had not felt in a long time. He could not recal who or what the feeling had come from, he just knew it was there.

The plasteel doors opened with a swoosh as a figure appeared in the doorway. The raindrops had fallen upon the beings cloak, and were still falling. The face of Alana could not be seen as she enterd, but was revealed to all when she removed her cloak. Her beauty filled the room. The Dark knight had watched her as she made her way over to a table. The table was already occupied by another person, but whom, Ambrose could not tell.

Ambrose navigated his way over to the table, passing between tables as he did so. He had finally reached the table that Lordess Alana now occupied and now realized who the feeling had come from. It was the little girl that Alana had come to love so dearly. Nala was the name that she had gone by. She was living at the illusive seech, with the bounty hunters Mockadane and Eldorack.

"Nala, how good it is to see you again. And you M'lady of course."

With that, Ambrose palmed the hand of Alana Stormcloud and kissed the back of her hand gently.