Chance Meeting (Chapter 6)
Mos Eisley, home to every kind of scum imaginable. The place you go if you want to hide. It was loud and it violated me on so many different levels to just be here. It was perfect.
I found the back door to the cantina and stepped out of the sun and into Tatooine's famous den of iniquities. If someone would have told me a year ago that I'd be lowering myself and walking into this hell hole I probably would have cut out their tongue, and yet here I was. So many different races gathered tightly into a small space gave off such a foul odor that it stays with me forever. Sabacc games are going on next to shady deals in the alcoves. Scantily dressed Twi'lekks dancing and flirting with the drunk customers. Musicians who can barely hold their instruments, beg for money saying they need to buy new clothes or a new house. It all makes my skin crawl. I find a dark corner and drop my pack at my feet. It's going to be a long night.
Sitting there I wonder if I'll be able to play with the ease I once knew. I find myself shy suddenly, afraid that someone will hear my hesitant notes and call me out as a fraud. That first night I just idly plucked the strings on my mandovil, to nervous to really do more then that. As the days went on though, I slowly gained my confidence back. By the end of the month I was picking out full songs even though I was still hiding in the corner. I found that I liked the anonymity that the darkness provided. I could be whoever I wanted to be while I was wrapped up in the shadows and I used that.
Months went by and I waited. What I was waiting for I had no idea, but I knew I'd find it here. Then one day I overheard a conversation that sounded vaguely familiar. The men were being very quiet which made it hard to hear what they were talking about but there were two words that stuck with me; House Fion. What was it about this place that made everyone talk about it? I certainly had never heard about it before. My curiosity peaked, I decided to look them up on the Holonet and see what I could find.
I didn't understand much of it, but from what I gathered, House Fion was a pretty profitable Twi'lekk house catering to all kinds of members. Now Twi'lekks and I don't normally get along, but something about this place felt comforting. I felt a small tug on my soul to investigate further, so I filled out an application to join the House. I knew they wouldn't contact me, what could they possibly want with a rogue Imperial officer and musician? But I felt compelled to try anyway. I walked away from the Holonet terminal and didn't give it a second thought. Two days later my commlink beeped. They were requesting an audience with me immediately. I looked down at my stained clothes and shrugged, why not. After all, if they would accept me when I looked like this then that would be a good start. I grabbed my things and hopped the next shuttle to Da'Vinci.
The first thing I notice when I step off the shuttle is how empty the city is. Oh there seemed to be a lot of buildings here, and there definitely were a lot of Bobcatts, but there weren't any people, aside from a few across the way. Why was I suddenly nervous? Well it didn't matter anymore, I was here now I had to go through with it. I walked across the street to the large building and met with the mayor and a few members of the House. After brief introductions we went inside and started.
The whole meeting is a haze for me. I do remember that they asked a few questions, like where I was from and how I made my living, but mostly they were concerned if I had any questions of them. By the time it was over my head was in a daze and I felt lost. They said they would consult with each other and a decision would be made shortly so I said goodbye and walked slowly back to the shuttle.
So there I was, back in Mos Eisley wondering where my life would go next. What would pappa say if he saw me now? I knew he wouldn't be pleased but there wasn't much I could do about it. The only thing that kept me going was knowing that one day my life would be straight. I would be able to look at myself in the mirror and be proud of who I was. I just hoped that I was on the right path.
I found the back door to the cantina and stepped out of the sun and into Tatooine's famous den of iniquities. If someone would have told me a year ago that I'd be lowering myself and walking into this hell hole I probably would have cut out their tongue, and yet here I was. So many different races gathered tightly into a small space gave off such a foul odor that it stays with me forever. Sabacc games are going on next to shady deals in the alcoves. Scantily dressed Twi'lekks dancing and flirting with the drunk customers. Musicians who can barely hold their instruments, beg for money saying they need to buy new clothes or a new house. It all makes my skin crawl. I find a dark corner and drop my pack at my feet. It's going to be a long night.
Sitting there I wonder if I'll be able to play with the ease I once knew. I find myself shy suddenly, afraid that someone will hear my hesitant notes and call me out as a fraud. That first night I just idly plucked the strings on my mandovil, to nervous to really do more then that. As the days went on though, I slowly gained my confidence back. By the end of the month I was picking out full songs even though I was still hiding in the corner. I found that I liked the anonymity that the darkness provided. I could be whoever I wanted to be while I was wrapped up in the shadows and I used that.
Months went by and I waited. What I was waiting for I had no idea, but I knew I'd find it here. Then one day I overheard a conversation that sounded vaguely familiar. The men were being very quiet which made it hard to hear what they were talking about but there were two words that stuck with me; House Fion. What was it about this place that made everyone talk about it? I certainly had never heard about it before. My curiosity peaked, I decided to look them up on the Holonet and see what I could find.
I didn't understand much of it, but from what I gathered, House Fion was a pretty profitable Twi'lekk house catering to all kinds of members. Now Twi'lekks and I don't normally get along, but something about this place felt comforting. I felt a small tug on my soul to investigate further, so I filled out an application to join the House. I knew they wouldn't contact me, what could they possibly want with a rogue Imperial officer and musician? But I felt compelled to try anyway. I walked away from the Holonet terminal and didn't give it a second thought. Two days later my commlink beeped. They were requesting an audience with me immediately. I looked down at my stained clothes and shrugged, why not. After all, if they would accept me when I looked like this then that would be a good start. I grabbed my things and hopped the next shuttle to Da'Vinci.
The first thing I notice when I step off the shuttle is how empty the city is. Oh there seemed to be a lot of buildings here, and there definitely were a lot of Bobcatts, but there weren't any people, aside from a few across the way. Why was I suddenly nervous? Well it didn't matter anymore, I was here now I had to go through with it. I walked across the street to the large building and met with the mayor and a few members of the House. After brief introductions we went inside and started.
The whole meeting is a haze for me. I do remember that they asked a few questions, like where I was from and how I made my living, but mostly they were concerned if I had any questions of them. By the time it was over my head was in a daze and I felt lost. They said they would consult with each other and a decision would be made shortly so I said goodbye and walked slowly back to the shuttle.
So there I was, back in Mos Eisley wondering where my life would go next. What would pappa say if he saw me now? I knew he wouldn't be pleased but there wasn't much I could do about it. The only thing that kept me going was knowing that one day my life would be straight. I would be able to look at myself in the mirror and be proud of who I was. I just hoped that I was on the right path.
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