The Fox and the Hydra

[Ral]

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!"

 

[Hasanna Everglade]

Vix was not not a spiffy dresser, the fanciest thing she owned was her armor-because she kept it shined and clean much of the time. She did however have two mementoes from her past. Bracelets, from the side of one hung the fragment of a blue crystal, the other fragment of a red. She knew they were from her time with Maria-she knew the red had been hers and blue Maria's but... the odd part was she couldn't remember exactly how they obtained them... it hurt.

But she knew they were important, and that was enough to keep them safe with her. She snapped the two bracelets around her wrists and gave a brief stretch. Her clothing was far more simple than her 'jewlery' a simple sleevless brown shirt and pants. Nothing special, not like she was going to a wedding our anything. Just to visit Carii's mate-though she supposed that was pretty important in its own right.

She gave a sigh as she thought it over, what did he want her for anyway? Not like she was much import. Oh well he wanted to see her... she shouldn't keep him waiting.

And so she ended up in front of Ral and... slightly confused. He wanted to get to know her? Why?

"Yes, I am a fett-though I'm unsure of the majority's current status, I stayed with the few that didn't leave their second home"

She gave a smile at his statement, quite interesting... had the fetts split off at some point? She'd have to ask later.

 

[Ral]

It was interesting to see a Mandalorian before him out of armor. Most of the time when Ral invited people into his small office they wore their full armament and armor like they were trying to prove a point. And yet, here Vix was in a sleeveless brown shirt with matching pants, two bracelets being the most extravagant thing on her. The look on her face told him she seemed somewhat confused at his request, like it was such an odd thing for someone to say or want to do. Although given Mandalorians and their recent history he couldn't really blame her for being caught off guard by his desire to establish a meaningful dialogue.

With a bit of a relaxed and easy smile on his face, Ral tapped his fingers against his metal desk as she responded to his questions hesitantly before smiling back at him. "Ah, I see. Well that's interesting, I had heard that most of the Fetts on Lok had moved on. How has that home been treating you? Are there many of you left?" Realizing he had been quite aggressive with his questioning he laughed lightly hoping to put the red head at ease. "Sorry, please, tell me a bit more about yourself. You seem to have a bit of a light accent, I take it you weren't on Concord Dawn for too long before Fett left?Feel free to ask me any questions, by the way. Don't feel like this is a one sided interrogation!"

 

[Hasanna Everglade]

"Yes there are a few us there, though there not all fit for hunting and the like anymore... I like it there myself"

She replied jokingly to his words. He was paitent enough with her, something she was glad for. She was.... still getting used to the people around here. Carii was the only one she really talked to, and even then wasn't often the one to spark the conversations.

She didn't mind his questions, in all honesty. She simply wasn't the best when it came to explaining her own life. Anyone else? No problems, but her...? All over the place. She should at least try though right....?

"No... a few monthes, if my memory serves.... not the best at remebering 'me'"

A light hearted smile followed her comment-he wanted. Her to ask something? What could she ask? Prying wasn't exactly... nice. Maybe something simple?

"You know Carii... right"

The question itself was weak, but she didn't have an over all interest in delving into the mans personal affairs. So, short and sweet was best right?

 

[Ral]

Ral Aran listened to the redhead as she spoke, his head nodding slightly acknowledging what she was saying, his blue-grey eyes locked onto her as she spoke. He smiled warmly, though it was partially hidden behind steepled fingers. "I'm glad to hear that. Shame you didn't get to stick around my homeworld for longer, it was a really beautiful planet before the Sith destroyed it. To be honest, I'd like to bring those Fetts into the Confederacy, get them moved from where they are on Lok to Roon or maybe someplace more hospitable, if you'd think they'd be alright with that, of course. I just want to make sure our people are safe, I hope you can understand that." Ral chuckled a little as he looked at Vix for a moment, wondering what she was thinking. The poor girl looked so awkward, like she had been called to the headmaster's office for some crime or transgression. When in truth Ral just wished to get to know the girl a little.

As she asked her question, Ral chuckled to himself, giving her an affirming nod of the head. "I know, Carii. I've known her since we were little kids. She's a great person, great woman really. Probably one of my closest friends. Why do you ask?"