Quay'Na Rakai
Jun 7th, 2004, 06:36:41 PM
Two weeks ago, Quay'Na had been here talking to her good friend, Kack Mebuff, today she was back.
Back to mend some torn fences that she had come to. Promises she had broken over the past two and a half months. Promises to friends that she would keep in touch and she had not. But, things had become complicated, since she'd joined her new Master.
The Padawan was five and a half months pregnant, something that she wasn't able to hide any longer and she didn't want to.
Even though the ongoing darkness plagued her of who the father was and how this pregnancy had come to be, it was her son that brought the light into her soul. It was he and the Light of the Force that kept those haunting thoughts of killing the father for revenge at bay. But, deep down she knew even that wouldn't last. The Padawan would claim revenge and it would be soon, there was no stopping it.
Quay shook the thoughts from her mind as the rain poured down on her on this nasty night. She had told Marcus where she was going before she left, she smiled as she told him that Brent would live another night, it wasn't his time this dark and rainy eve. Quay had other people in mind she wanted to see tonight, her friends of the Order, it was time to see them.
With a sigh, she walked in and handed the guards her two lightsabre's. Not many people were in tonight, but Quay had commed her friends and let them know where she was going to be at Yog's tonight and hoped they all would join her.
One person in general, one whom she still held great respect for...one who had been like a father to her. Dasquian Belargic.
She would never forget the look on his face the day she told him she was leaving, it had hurt her but she knew her life was no longer part of the Jedi, not of the Order at least.
But, she held no regrets of her decision, Marcus had always been there for her and she respected him highly as any mentor she'd ever had. He understood her, understood that she had feelings and emotions that Jedi just weren't allowed to have. Anger had been part of those emotions, but had grown to understand it and not just to let it go.
Quay'Na smiled as she felt her son kick. It was almost as if he could already understand her thoughts, as if he knew what she was thinking. Easy, lil one. Your mama, is fine.
Tonight, her friends would discover her son and she was ready for them too.
The Padawan found a large table near the back and took off her wet rain cloak and gave it a good shake. Beneath it, she wore dark emerald robes. Ones that were light and comfortable as comfortable as one could get when one was five and a half months along.
She took a seat and ordered a large milk and awaited for her friends to show.
Back to mend some torn fences that she had come to. Promises she had broken over the past two and a half months. Promises to friends that she would keep in touch and she had not. But, things had become complicated, since she'd joined her new Master.
The Padawan was five and a half months pregnant, something that she wasn't able to hide any longer and she didn't want to.
Even though the ongoing darkness plagued her of who the father was and how this pregnancy had come to be, it was her son that brought the light into her soul. It was he and the Light of the Force that kept those haunting thoughts of killing the father for revenge at bay. But, deep down she knew even that wouldn't last. The Padawan would claim revenge and it would be soon, there was no stopping it.
Quay shook the thoughts from her mind as the rain poured down on her on this nasty night. She had told Marcus where she was going before she left, she smiled as she told him that Brent would live another night, it wasn't his time this dark and rainy eve. Quay had other people in mind she wanted to see tonight, her friends of the Order, it was time to see them.
With a sigh, she walked in and handed the guards her two lightsabre's. Not many people were in tonight, but Quay had commed her friends and let them know where she was going to be at Yog's tonight and hoped they all would join her.
One person in general, one whom she still held great respect for...one who had been like a father to her. Dasquian Belargic.
She would never forget the look on his face the day she told him she was leaving, it had hurt her but she knew her life was no longer part of the Jedi, not of the Order at least.
But, she held no regrets of her decision, Marcus had always been there for her and she respected him highly as any mentor she'd ever had. He understood her, understood that she had feelings and emotions that Jedi just weren't allowed to have. Anger had been part of those emotions, but had grown to understand it and not just to let it go.
Quay'Na smiled as she felt her son kick. It was almost as if he could already understand her thoughts, as if he knew what she was thinking. Easy, lil one. Your mama, is fine.
Tonight, her friends would discover her son and she was ready for them too.
The Padawan found a large table near the back and took off her wet rain cloak and gave it a good shake. Beneath it, she wore dark emerald robes. Ones that were light and comfortable as comfortable as one could get when one was five and a half months along.
She took a seat and ordered a large milk and awaited for her friends to show.