Mhi Solus Tome? (Somewhere in the galaxy)

[Raven Cadera]

Her arms uncrossed from her chest and for a moment it looked like she just might walk away, without a word. Then it changed as she put her hands on his shoulders again. Both this time, like she was about to give him a hug.

Then against all expectations she pulled him close to headbutt him. Not hard enough to actually injure either of them, but just solid enough to be more than just a loving bump. Raven was tall, probably more than most Mandalorian women even, though she still had to raise herself up on the tip of her feet somewhat to reach Praxton like that.

"Oww..." that had hurt a lot less in her mind. "... honestly, this didn't exactly go how I thought it would either. There was way less of all this... thinking. I did enough thinking before I wrote that message in the weeks after I last saw you. And then after. And then on my way here."

"At least this hurt less than all that thinking." Raven chuckled sheepishly.

"Just... don't ever think that you'd hold me back. Or quell my fire. It's thanks to you that I find it burning brightly, and well... I want you to be able to do the same. Let your fire burn brightly once more, because it's not extinguished yet. Nowhere near it. And together, our fire could be even brighter."

She didn't quite let go yet, but the hold easened for him to step away as her forehead wasn't against his anymore. "Take the time you need. My... my feelings, you know them."

Raven knew that Mandalore had hit the nail on the head for a lot when he had pushed her buttons earlier. But, the man had misintepreted her affections for Praxton - and Raven had never had any intention of letting her feelings be something that would dull her edge, or dampen her fire.

[Praxton]

Too much in his own head, the headbutt came at him without even an iota of awareness before it hit. Surprised more than hurt, though it still hurt as two foreheads meeting does, he stumbled a bit, chuckled and then just, "Clears the mind," he said in turn. Coming back to his senses.

Praxton nodded, hearing her words, "I will give it thought, Raven Cadera. I will trust in that you know yourself, as I should," he didn't admit to how his caring blinded him, but.. it didn't need further confirmation.

"For now.." he said, "let us see to this Enclave? Make a home?"

[Raven Cadera]

"Just as I trust in you," she nodded, accepting this answer. Understanding that he needed time to think it through. Time she should probably use too, as it was now hitting her that... she might not had considered what Mand'alor, or the others would say.

Smiling, Raven stepped back and rubbed her forehead. It kind of did clear the head of all the heavy thoughts and thinking. "Sounds good. I can tell you all about what you've missed in the time you've been gone as well." Riduur, she thought, but for now that word remained in her heart and mind only. "Show me what needs to be done."

[Praxton]

"Hearing the tale of your exploits and victories will be an honor," he said, a smile as he turned to the side so that he might walk with her inward further. Among the many rooms. Chief, most notable and beautiful, was the space that would one day be the training yard. Above a once-glass skylight let the light and air from outside filter into the space. While wild-plants grew below.

One day they'd be cleared out, but today they weren't, it was a beautiful spot to chat for a while before they moved on elsewhere. Saw to the real work that needed to be done.

Eventually, Praxton would send the message to his brother and the rest of the Enclave, but it would be days before he did this.

He did not race to tell Raven he waited so long, but he would not lie either.

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[Raven Cadera]

She told him of the time she had spent after her rescue... the peace she had found with herself in connecting to her family's New Mandalorian-leanings, while also finding the balance with herself as a warrior to that. So understandably, the space that would be training yard was one that she seemed greatly fond of.

There was some embarrassement when she recounted the exchange she had with Mand'alor over Praxton's "mission", mostly over Dredgen's reaction to the scene, and how he seemed to consider her the prime source of entertainment in the Enclave after that. Though it was also a reminder that, if they chose to be one... Mand'alor would probably not approve. Not that any Mandalorian needed their leader's approval, but Raven gave Praxton space to think it through on his own. She had already found her will to stand up to Mand'alor, to do what she felt was right by tradition and honor, but the bond between siblings was an important one, she understood.

One of the biggest news was probably the discovery of the Bes'uliik... and well, they would have to set aside space for that thing, as she was absolutely certain that the only way to get Praxton's brother parted from that one was to use a beskar-crowbar. For a while, she glossed over the encounter with Hayar Cadera, not wanting to spoil the mood in the first few days that they had to themselves to work on the Enclave. But eventually, she shared that moment of shame, of weakness... that she had chosen vengeance over something that would've benefitted the group. How hollow the revenge had felt. And that she had already resolved to make up for it, to find the beskar that Hayar had stowed away somewhere.

She told of the battle for Kamda, of the celebrations afterwards... of Mand'alor's acceptance of an outsider, Jyrvess Ertil whom Praxton had briefly spoken with when Raven had been captured, to live with the group.

Over the days, well, Raven understood that Praxton wasn't rushing to tell the others, even if she didn't make any comment about it. It would be good to see everyone again soon, but moments of peace like these were rare for a Mandalorian and she treasured it as long as it lasted. Soon the halls and rooms would be full of other Mandalorians. But for now, it was just the two of them. One.


/scene and thank you <3

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