The Rebel Faction

Cairo laughed, "Oh cm'on, Jai! You haven't played that old card game in years!"

Jai shot her younger sister a threatening glare, and Cairo covered her own butt with, "...but you played one heck of a game."

Once Jai wasn't looking, Cairo looked at Owen and rolled her eyes, mouthing the words <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> 'yeah right'<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.

The old palace on Naboo, now fully restored, appeared in her view from the speeder she rode in like a ghost in the mist.

The speeder slowed to a stop, the driver stepping out to aid the passenger out, the hood on her violet cloak raised so that nothing could be seen of her face. She raised a black-gloved hand, and placed a coin in the hand of the speeder driver, and nodded her thanks.

Standing, she patiently waited until the speeder disapeared out of site, then she walked up the stairs and in the main doors of the palace.

She was only paused by an attendant, who offered to take the cloak off her hands and hang it up for her. Lowering the hood, she then managed to unhook the clasp on her cloak, and gently handed it over to the attendant, offering him as smile as he gasped in shock.

<img src="http://rubberduckiejedi.clanpages.com/ravenpics/ravenblack.jpg" ALT ALIGN=LEFT>Well, she wouldn't blame him, for this person rarely wore a dress at all in life, eventhough she was local royalty.

"Thank you." Raven murmured, offering the attendant a slight smile, nodded, and continued on down the hall to where the others were in attendance.

She glanced about the room, and crossed it to a fireplace. The gown she was wearing didn't have sleaves, and the large room had a slight chill to it.

No, he wasn't here, not yet, anyways. Raven gave a smile to a few others who were there, and chuckled a bit as she saw their shocked faces.

Of all things that she was- a Jedi, a fighter-pilot, and princess- she was here only as princess this evening, and nothing more.

(OCC: I hope you guys don't mind if my post is illustrated. Didn't want to go about describing the outfit, for it would take too long.)

He blinked slightly and looked at his apprentice...and lover.

"Jade?"

Deciding he did not want to be the center of everyone's anxieities, Daren strode carefully behind Raven, not so much as even looking at her in worry that he may...upset someone. Afterall...a princess and a Jedi with a foolish, young, X-Wing pilot?

He was wearing his dress uniform, the elegant one Xylon Hexyra had officially enstated. Bluntly put...he hated it. It was itchy, it was tight, and it made breathing about as difficult as climbing underneath a Hutt's dead carcass. But he looked good and that's all that mattered right?

He moved to her side as she walked in and peered over the room, gulping slightly as he did so. Tec was coming and he felt another pinge of jealousy running up his spine. He'd only recently told Raven he'd loved her, but still she did not say she returned it. But he could feel it. He moved a bit closer to her side without even realizing it, that protective bond building slightly.

"Well look who's come to greet us," he said, half sarcastically half serious.

Tec grinned at her, and then looked at Trevelan. He figured that was who it was from the look he was sending Tec and from the Force's showing of his emotions.

That guy's gonna have to chill at some point. Just cause I'm a good friend of Raven's doesn't mean I'm gonna try taking her. If anything starts, it won't be my fault...

"Well, I don't often come to formal meetings, and I am only here because I was made to by TSS's boss. But, I have only just barely enjoyed myself tonight."

Then he turned to Trevelan.

"Ah, and you would be Darek Trevelan, wouldn't you?"

Tec stuck out a hand for the man to shake, if he wanted to.

"My name is Tec, if you haven't already found out. Please, try not to take offense at me for being good friends with Raven, and adding to that the fact that she is pretty, I can see how you would, also considering how much time we may have spent together."