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Unsurprisingly, Vahliri hadn’t found much rest since the Imperial ball on Eriadu. Despite expectations, the party had proven to be nothing short of an unmitigated disaster - filled with heartache that still lingered on the half-Annfyn’s mind - despite best attempts to bury herself in research. Out of all the drama, though, Vahliri’s mind unfailingly returned to Altair before long - feeling that distinct pain through the center of her chest. She cared about him - more deeply than perhaps either of them realized until very recently - and wasn’t stupid enough to not realize the rift that had formed since that night.
The party was the first time she’d been able to see him since Korriban, and the Tiefling had hardly been able to look at her. It was a fact that haunted Vahliri far more than she’d like to admit. And it didn’t take more than a day or two to hunker down and reach out to Altair. Everything else aside, they had been the closest friends since both of them joined the Empire - and she loved him deeper than simple romantic attraction and desire. Too much to simply let things lie where they were.
Tracking Altair down, however, was another matter entirely. It seemed that the Tiefling had deliberately thrown himself back into work immediately after. After a moderate amount of digging, the half-Annfyn discovered that he’d been assigned to the warfront of Vrogas Vas - fighting having already broken out now that the ceasefire had been broken. With ruins from both Jedi and Sith, it was consistently contested world. Luckily, it hadn’t taken much for the half-Annfyn to reroute herself to the conflict - her own expertise on the field making her a prime candidate.
Vahliri’s ship touched down on the surface of Vrogas Vas, and was promptly followed by the half-Annfyn marching down the durasteel ramp of the vessel. Unlike previous instances, the half-Annfyn showed up to the planet outfitted for combat - sporting her signature crimson-and-black robes and hood. Her black hair was tied back into a few braids that flowed down to the middle of her back. Despite her desire to speak with Altair, the half-Annfyn didn’t come to Vrogas Vas to merely settle her own personal issues. She was committed to seeing the battle through, regardless of where things stood with Altair.
Her arrival was met with some acknowledgment from Imperial armed forces, nods and salutes reciprocated by the half-Annfyn as she strolled right ahead - head held high and shoulders back. She continued on to wherever the Tiefling was at that particular moment, her first desire to seek him out.
The party was the first time she’d been able to see him since Korriban, and the Tiefling had hardly been able to look at her. It was a fact that haunted Vahliri far more than she’d like to admit. And it didn’t take more than a day or two to hunker down and reach out to Altair. Everything else aside, they had been the closest friends since both of them joined the Empire - and she loved him deeper than simple romantic attraction and desire. Too much to simply let things lie where they were.
Tracking Altair down, however, was another matter entirely. It seemed that the Tiefling had deliberately thrown himself back into work immediately after. After a moderate amount of digging, the half-Annfyn discovered that he’d been assigned to the warfront of Vrogas Vas - fighting having already broken out now that the ceasefire had been broken. With ruins from both Jedi and Sith, it was consistently contested world. Luckily, it hadn’t taken much for the half-Annfyn to reroute herself to the conflict - her own expertise on the field making her a prime candidate.
Vahliri’s ship touched down on the surface of Vrogas Vas, and was promptly followed by the half-Annfyn marching down the durasteel ramp of the vessel. Unlike previous instances, the half-Annfyn showed up to the planet outfitted for combat - sporting her signature crimson-and-black robes and hood. Her black hair was tied back into a few braids that flowed down to the middle of her back. Despite her desire to speak with Altair, the half-Annfyn didn’t come to Vrogas Vas to merely settle her own personal issues. She was committed to seeing the battle through, regardless of where things stood with Altair.
Her arrival was met with some acknowledgment from Imperial armed forces, nods and salutes reciprocated by the half-Annfyn as she strolled right ahead - head held high and shoulders back. She continued on to wherever the Tiefling was at that particular moment, her first desire to seek him out.
@Sreeya