* ᴘɪʀᴀᴛᴇ !

     she was unsure of where to go. with the sith gone, the new galatic senate could stretch their reach to any planet in the galaxy. now, they might not because they haven’t really FORCED systems to join before but things might change. there were rises of empires in one lifetime. the senate could use it as an excuse to control every system that existed. nesota wanted to believe it was not true but, politicians were greedy people at times. kriff, just look at old senator palpatine who turned into the galaxies biggest problem.

     boot clad feet carried her over to the girl, hands resting on her hips when she arrived.   “ you got a minute? ”   nesota questioned, voice low and almost a whisper.

     with everything ending, the sith finally being exterminated like the  b u g s  they were, nes knew her time with the resistance was ending. there was no need for them anymore ; no FIGHT for them to partake in. she knew people might stick around so they can help create a new democracy for the galaxy but that wasn’t for her - just wasn’t her thing. fighting and surving was all she knew ; politics was a foreign game she dare not try to play. quietly, while everyone revelled in the joy of winning, she packed her ship. one by one she carried cargo into it’s belly, trying to ignore a voice in her head that told her to stay. this was no place for someone like her. not anymore.

     as she turned to carried another cargobox, her feet stopped short of the metal ramp. head turned slightly to find a man standing not far from her. quietly she set the box down and turned, hand resting not so calmly on her blaster.   “ so, should i be concerned you’re here?, ”   the woman questions, fingers coiling around the grip of the gun.

𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒          𝐍𝐎𝐓          𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄          𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄          𝐓𝐎          𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍          .          nesota’s  words  catch  her  off  guard  for  a  moment          .          all  rey  had  ever  worn  were  jedi  robes          (          not  entirely  beautiful  but  practical  in  their  purpose          )          and  now  she  had  the  option  to  actually  choose  what  to  wear          .          while  her  generosity  would  not  go  unnoticed  she  wasn’t  exactly  sure  where  to  begin          .          ❝          these  are  absolutely  beautiful          ,          ❞          rey  mutters  aloud  as  eyes  are  locked  onto  the  colorful  fabrics  within  the  closet          .          while  she  doesn’t  necessarily  want  to  wear  a  dress  she  manages  to  find  a  white  outfit  with  a  loose  chiffon  type  fabric  accenting  it          .          it’s  something  far  more  beautiful  than  she  would  ever  wear  but  since  it  was  at  the  command  of  the  senator  she  would  willingly  oblige          .          ❝          do  you  think  this  is  less  noticeable  then          ?          ❞          rey  finally asks  as  she  pulls  out  the  matching  outfit  and  holds  it  up          .          by  no  means  was  she  an  fashion  expert  but  she  could  at  least  make  an  attempt  to  look  the  part          .          while  she  doesn’t  question  her  kindness  she  does  wonder  who  could  possibly  want  to  kill  the  senator  of  naboo          .

     the woman is silent as she watches the other, sure that rey had never seen such colored fabrics so close before. nesota knew the jedi wore garb that was dull or dark in color - though she was unsure of why - so the brightness was probably a change. there is almost a hint of a smile as she watches, admiring the way the other looked over it all.   “ i think the white is perfect. much more subtle than the jedi robes, though i know it seems opposite, ”   nes spoke as she stepped forward, hand reaching out to touch the fabric. it was soft and light, something quite opposite the jedi robes rey was currently wearing.