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Characters: Jacen and Bastien
Date: November 28th, early evening
Location: Aifaran docks
Situation: Jacen broods about his (dead) brother and makes friends with a merpirate?
Warnings/Rating: None yet, will add if something comes up.
[ Jacen watches the sunset from the docks, sitting on the edge of one of the ramps extending further out into the sea with his toes brushing idly against the water. He can't say he's a fan of the water, not particularly, but there's something about the bustle of the area that's familiar and comforting. Maybe because of the coming and going of the ships, although the ships of his world are more of the aerial kind.
He's experienced quite a few strange things in the weeks he's been in Aifaran, but his thoughts keep drifting back to his brother, who'd died in his universe but who he'd also been briefly reunited with in this peculiar world. He'd thought that had been the Force's reason for bringing him to Aifaran — to make amends and to make things right — but he'd allowed himself to think he had all the time in the galaxy that by the time Anakin had disappeared, he'd actually... not done anything. Except maybe spend a bit more time being the older brother he should've been.
The batcat on his shoulder interrupts his brooding, though, licking his ear affectionately. He laughs. ] Cut it out, Annie. I'm fine. [ Yes, he's changed her name, to something more personal. ]
Date: November 28th, early evening
Location: Aifaran docks
Situation: Jacen broods about his (dead) brother and makes friends with a merpirate?
Warnings/Rating: None yet, will add if something comes up.
[ Jacen watches the sunset from the docks, sitting on the edge of one of the ramps extending further out into the sea with his toes brushing idly against the water. He can't say he's a fan of the water, not particularly, but there's something about the bustle of the area that's familiar and comforting. Maybe because of the coming and going of the ships, although the ships of his world are more of the aerial kind.
He's experienced quite a few strange things in the weeks he's been in Aifaran, but his thoughts keep drifting back to his brother, who'd died in his universe but who he'd also been briefly reunited with in this peculiar world. He'd thought that had been the Force's reason for bringing him to Aifaran — to make amends and to make things right — but he'd allowed himself to think he had all the time in the galaxy that by the time Anakin had disappeared, he'd actually... not done anything. Except maybe spend a bit more time being the older brother he should've been.
The batcat on his shoulder interrupts his brooding, though, licking his ear affectionately. He laughs. ] Cut it out, Annie. I'm fine. [ Yes, he's changed her name, to something more personal. ]
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That strange urge to hunt still pesters Bastien out of cold sleep and has him waddling towards the shore for a dip. Only after the cold tide touches his fins, does he feel alive again. There's an odd thrill with being able to hunt and swim so freely. Bastien lived most of his life perpetrating a lie, pretending to be human. Here in this odd realm, Bastien doesn't have to pretend anymore. In fact, he's being encouraged to himself and not the bastardly pirate he pretends to be. That's why he enjoys it out here so much.
Bastien is finally living his best life.]
...Hm? [A curious hum escapes him once he spots something poking into the water from above. Bastien is completely submerged underwater, his blue fins glittering silver within these murky depths. He isn't aware of the odd glow he possesses underwater or the strange ethereal amber gleam in his eyes as he swims. Bastien almost takes on another form all together when he's in fins and scales. More serpentine-like but shockingly graceful in appearance.
The mermaid blinks eyes when he sees that odd numb touching the surface again, those bright yellowish eyes gleaming with interest. Still feeling quite peckish, Bastien quickly swims up towards that curious numb and tries to bite it. Maybe it's some kind of food! Like a fish or an eel or something. Whatever Bastien thought it was, he hadn't expected it to be a toe.]
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