Kamda

"This is my future we're talking about though. My dad made his choices," Varina complained. She was, after all, still very, very young.

"What if he spoke to the Imperials? What if they try to make me one of them?" Varina closed her eyes. "What if he doesn't let me look for mom?"

"I'm afraid he'll keep me under lock and key if I go back. I did run away from home..."

"My dad and I never really talked after mom left. Usually broke down into arguments," Varina admitted.

"You're not that much older than me," Varina replied, "I admit, I thought about you though."

She shrugged. "Dad? I don't know, I don't think he'd even fight the Empire if a blaster got put in his hand and I was getting shot at."

"Maybe it isn't so bad on some planets. Or maybe it is," Varina shrugged. She wasn't about to go about on some great, galactic unification. Such a thing didn't seem possible for her to accomplish.

"I don't know who should be a role model anymore. Maybe I'm just not meant to have any."

"Home was fine, when I was there," Varina admitted, "Kind of torn apart by war but... It was still home."

"If I had to vote for someone with confidence, it'd be Bo-Katan," Varina admitted, "I used to look up to her, though. I don't think she's the best role model, just like my mom isn't." The young lass shrugged. "I think our freedom is tied to the galaxy itself. As long as there's an Empire... Nobody i...

"Yeah, I guess I don't like it here," Varina admitted, "No offense to your home." Then she gave a wink. "Maybe if you left, you'd end up liking any other place more than here."

"Why follow him?" Varina asked bluntly, "I asked that from the start. And still, I have not received a satisfactory answer myself."

"But what if you had died last night because he didn't go in? Then we would be losing more people without being united."

Varina shook her head. "I honestly have no idea."

"And yet, we have Manny a street magician, some crazy lady with bombs, and a librarian fighting," Varina countered, "If this ragtag bunch can fight, why can't a culture of warriors?" The younger gal smirked. "Yeah, I guess this is my way of saying goodbye. Didn't really do that for my dad, nor can I...

"You have so much hope of changing it from the inside. But how can they change with a man like that in charge?" Varina spat to the side. "I had to tell him to help. What's the point of being able to fight if you only do it when someone is 'worthy' to oppose? It shouldn't be their toughness that deci...

"I'll be honest...I kinda thought you were mostly bravado Varina." She sighs, "Miss Varina." Jyrvess didn't want to think about a 16 year old having to cut men down like a thresher in wheat. "I'm glad you are alright. I hope Manny was useful in the fight." She added teasingly. She waved a Clay as w...

"That may be the way of the Protectors. But is it the way of the others in the Enclave?" Varina shrugged and looked back out into the distance. "I thought I'd be happier working for that Vex lady. But I just felt like... no different from my sword." On the subject of her arrival, she sighed. "I want...

Varina continued on being her oblivious, dirtbag self. It was funnier in her reality where Manny had the nickname 'No Girlfriend' for all eternity. "I showed up late to get our so-called leader to help," she boasted. She glanced around, wondering if he was around to hear it. Or any of the other Mand...

Varina nodded, taking a seat as indicated. "But what is our culture? I mean, I should have paid attention in class more," she admitted, scratching her head, "But even then, all that stuff I learned isn't what I saw here, on this planet. "Felt like some of them were only fighting for the thrill of it...

"Duchess Satine Kryze," Varina echoed. She looked down to her collected leftovers and then to Raven. "I used to despise her. I still think she was a bit of a coward but... maybe she wasn't so wrong after all."

Varina, for her part, kept away from her fellow Mandalorians. She instead lingered next to Manny. "Hey," she said, "If only you had a girlfriend to give a celebratory kiss to."

Varina shrugged. "What's there to talk about? You're a Mandalorian, a proper one." She smiled softly. "I don't think you'd get it at all." Then a small punch, more of a nudge, to Raven's good arm. "Much as I care about you."