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After Carii had returned to with the girl Alora at Ral's request, she brought along a friend. A young woman by the name of Vix Fett who had been with them during the convocation at the Haven. It seemed to Ral that she was a woman who desired unification for their people. Carii had said the woman had live for a time on Concord Dawn, her accent made her very easy to pick out to a native. What more, Carii said she had gotten a good feeling from being around her, like Vix was a woman she could trust. That was enough for Ral Aran, and so the new leader of Clan Renelo had requested to see the young red-head for a one-on-one where he could gauge her and get to know her better.
In truth, Ral thought that he and his clan could really use someone like Vix, though to be fair they needed whoever they could get their hands on, and a Mandalorian was no exception. But like Carii, Ral got a good feeling about Vix, and he wasn't sure why. So, he also wanted to see if he could place why he felt like he got such a good feeling from her. And if after getting to know her he still thought he could use her, he would ask her to join him and his clan in attempting to rebuild their culture.
Sitting in his spartan quarters aboard his gunship the Darasuum Gra'tua Ral waited for Vix to enter. The ship was currently traveling through hyperspace from the Vergesso Asteroids where they had just put in for some minor repairs at the rebel shipyards there, and was heading back to Circ'yaim hoping to settle some of its plains with members of his clan who wished to settle down. Hearing the blup-beep from his door, Ral looked up from his datapad. Clearing his throat, "Ah, Vix, please come in!" He remarked as he stood to his feet. Motioning to one of the chairs he smiled warmly; he wasn't wearing his armor, it was neatly stacked nearby in plain sight, "Please take a seat. Please get comfortable. Would you like something?"
He paused for a moment as he looked at her. "You're probably wondering why you're here, no? Well it's nothing too serious, I just thought it would be nice to get to know you since you had come with Carii and Alora. So, you're a Fett right? How is your clan doing? I haven't heard much of them lately. You know, my family was originally a part of the Fetts!"
In truth, Ral thought that he and his clan could really use someone like Vix, though to be fair they needed whoever they could get their hands on, and a Mandalorian was no exception. But like Carii, Ral got a good feeling about Vix, and he wasn't sure why. So, he also wanted to see if he could place why he felt like he got such a good feeling from her. And if after getting to know her he still thought he could use her, he would ask her to join him and his clan in attempting to rebuild their culture.
Sitting in his spartan quarters aboard his gunship the Darasuum Gra'tua Ral waited for Vix to enter. The ship was currently traveling through hyperspace from the Vergesso Asteroids where they had just put in for some minor repairs at the rebel shipyards there, and was heading back to Circ'yaim hoping to settle some of its plains with members of his clan who wished to settle down. Hearing the blup-beep from his door, Ral looked up from his datapad. Clearing his throat, "Ah, Vix, please come in!" He remarked as he stood to his feet. Motioning to one of the chairs he smiled warmly; he wasn't wearing his armor, it was neatly stacked nearby in plain sight, "Please take a seat. Please get comfortable. Would you like something?"
He paused for a moment as he looked at her. "You're probably wondering why you're here, no? Well it's nothing too serious, I just thought it would be nice to get to know you since you had come with Carii and Alora. So, you're a Fett right? How is your clan doing? I haven't heard much of them lately. You know, my family was originally a part of the Fetts!"