Dreven: 09th of February 1999 Chantinelle: A female human sitting in a modern hoverchair. The woman wears a simple white combination of a long and widely cutted plain jacket and fitting white trousers. The right sleeve of the jacket seems to be empty and falls losely down beside the young woman. Her left hand rests on a small remote control with which she control the motions of the hoverchair. The face of the woman had once been a beautiful one but pain and sorrow added a lot of wrinkles on the face, letting her appear much older than she is. Her short black hair frames her oval face, but her lips under her small nose are pressed together, changing her mouth into a thin line of bitterness. There isn't any additional patch, jewlery or anything else except a small golden crest fixed to the jacket's collar showing a tiny flying dragon. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => 12281 Standard Galactic Credits => Imperial Identification Card <<- V150950 ->> The HST Pilot Droid turns around and says, "We have reached our destination. Please exit safely." You step out of the car and onto the platform. HST Platform - The Moff Mansion An underground installation, from the looks of it, this is the end station on the line that leads to the Moff's Mansion. Comfortably lit by overhead light it helps to reduce the underground feeling and reveals the cleanliness and efficiency of the station. The walls leading to the Moff's Mansion are graced with an artist's vision of the Imperial Nova intertwined with the Dreven crest. Done in marble mosaic, this work is empowering and reveals the protection and importance of the Empire as it relates to Dreven. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => M'lynn -=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=- ffice - leads to Moff Office. all - leads to Grand Hallway. orth - leads to HST Car. M'lynn stands on the platform, incredibly dressed-down for a Moff's wife, but nonetheless, she smiles easily and talks with those who recognize her. Her eyes ever watchful with a childlike enthusiasm for the HST car carrying her friend. M'lynn: She spins around and looks directly into your eyes. Her amber eyes are alive with amusement as she breaks into a chuckle. Her unruly golden hair is carelessly tied back. She is wearing a pair of very faded blue jeans that seem to hug her well even if the waist is a little too big. She wears a very old navy blue sweatshirt with the Imperial navy's crest on the left shoulder. Her fawn colored hiking boots look as if they have been actually used to hike in and not as a fashion statement. On her ring finger is an Anithum ring that glows a bright steel blue. In an effort to regain her poise, she breathes in deeply, squares her shoulders and focuses on you. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => Naval Datapad -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => Anithum Ring As the doors of the HST car opens Chanti slowly moves her hoverchair to the edge of the car, looking shyly around. She isn't sure about her decision to come here, in to the area of Moff Adlerson, but as she sees M'lynn waiting for her on the platform, she finds back her courage and smile. Chanti waves softly with her left hand and moves over to M'lynn, being slightly surprised to find her in home lcothes, but then it is her home. chanti smiles and raises her hand to M'lynn, saying softly "Heya M'lynn!" M'lynn excuses herself from those who are speaking with her and in three strides makes it to your hoverchair. Being very at home and very exciting to see someone familiar, she actually gives you a hug, "Chanti., I am so glad you decided to visit!" Her eyes beam with happiness, "Your luggage will be brought to the house, no need to wait on that." Chantinelle returns the friendly hug as much as she cans with one arm. She smiles back at M'lynn and says, "Oh my.. how could I ever not accept to vist a Moff's house!" she grins being since the wedding a few days before in much better mood. So she continues, "Well not much you could call luggage, just a small bag, I dont need more!" M'lynn keeps hold of your left hand and begins to walk beside the hoverchair, "Well, everyone is eager to see you, so let's not keep them waiting" She leads you down the hallway to the house Chantinelle nods and just follows her friend with the hoverchair "To the walkway?" she asks. M'lynn walks through the large welcoming doors leading to the Grand Hallway of the Moff Mansion. M'lynn has left. You walk through the large welcoming doors leading from this station to the Grand Hallway of the Moff Mansion. Grand Hallway Radiant beams of light abound throughout this grand hallway. The magnificent skylights above send beams of light pouring into the room, flooding it with life. At various intervals, alcoves extend to the left and right. Each one contains a special exhibit of an artform. More importantly, however, is the extensive display of historical Imperial armour in many of these alcoves. They have been polished and assembled to perfection. Grey marble flooring and walls help to reflect the abundance of light, encouraging the entrants to continue down the hallway. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => M'lynn -=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=- uest - leads to Guest Rooms. ront Door - leads to Courtyard. ain - leads to Main Living Area. ffice - leads to Moff Office. ST - leads to HST Platform - The Moff Mansion. Chantinelle ooohs excited and looks around with wide eyes, haven't seen such luxus and wealth for years. Her glance lands especially on the anicent armors which she carefully examinates as much as she can by passing them with M'lynn. M'lynn looks very small as you enter into the grand hallway. She sweeps a hand around, "I think this was the hardest room to pull together. I'm still not sure if all the pieces are where they're going to stay, but it's at leasat a start" She smiles as she sees you looking at the armour, there is enough room for your hoverchair to move all the way around the pieces, "You're more than welcome to come back and fully inspect each one if you'd like." Her speed picks up a little as she head to the main living area. M'lynn walks through the huge glass doors leading to the main living area. M'lynn has left. You open the huge glass doors leading to the main living area, catching a glimpse of yourself in the etching in the glass, depicting a panther and a swan, contained in the circle of life. Main Living Area Nabooan wood has been used extravagantly throughout this home. From the hard wood floors to the custom bookshelves. Floor to ceiling windows allow the sun's light to melt its warmth into the flooring and the furniture. A large inviting fireplace is situated in the middle of the fore wall with an enormous Tauntaun fur on the floor right in front of it. Surrounding the fireplace and rug is a black leather group of couches and chairs. To the left of the living room is a simply decadent study with two high-backed chairs made out of dark brown hide. A footstool rests in front of each of one. Along the walls in the study are bookshelves filled with antique paper books and newer literature. Across the room is an elegant entertainment unit, complete with both visual and audio projection. Next to this is a well-stocked bar. The only art in this living space is the ever-changing landscape viewable through the enormous windows. Towards the large sliding glass doors on the right, is a raised kitchen and just beyond is an octagon dining table made of black marble with inlaid malachite in the form of the Imperial Nova. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => M'lynn => Adlerson -=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=- aster - leads to Master Bedrooms. ut - leads to Grand Hallway. Chantinelle nods quietly as she still inspects the pieces and already thinks about by whom these armors were once worn and when used. But after hearing M'lynn Chanti is able to move her glance form the armours away and moves back beside her,smiling widely, "Oh I will I will!" Adlerson sits in the large black leather couch, his little son on his lap, smiling at the little child, speaking to him and making the little boy glee and make happy noices. He's very much lost in his own world right now, but as he hears the large doors open he turns his head. Seeing his wife and her friend he takes Sean in his arms and rices, the smile on his face nothing more than polite as he nods his head curtly at Chantinelle, the boy resting on his arms now. "Miss Thistleborn." Adlerson: The man before you appears to be in his late forties. Spite the age he looks slender, athletic and quite strong. He stands about 6 feet tall. His face would not be classified as pretty by most standards, his nose being too big and his eyes a bit too tight together. But at the same time it radiates a charm not often paralleled. Perhaps it is the ever-present smile playing on his lips, or the glitter in his clear blue eyes, all adding up to a face looking very alive and radiant. His blond hair is grey at the temples and cut very short, a remnant of a naval career long since passed. On his ringfinger rests a golden ring with a deep amber tint, three sparkling white gems set in it's top. He is clad in the grey standard Uniform of an Imperial officer. On the left side of his chest a rank badge can be seen: __ __ __ __ __ __ II |__|__|__|__|__|__| II |__|__|__|__|__|__| On his hands are a pair of black leather gloves, and his black boots are polished to perfection. His stride and air is marked with the firmness and authority that is only acquired from a lifetime of service to the Empire. His gaze looks friendly, but it also looks able to literally impale a person if the need arises. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => Naval Datapad => DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol => C411 Hold-Out Blaster -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => Athahk M'lynn steps through the glass doors with Chanti. next to her. Her face has a brilliant shine of happiness that simply glows when she sees her husband. She doesn't say anything at the moment as she lets the two individuals speak with each other. Chantinelle enters the large room beside M'lynn on her hoverchair. She is quiet for a moment , being really impressed tosee the room and its furnature. But soon Chanti becomes serious again as she sees the Moff with his young son and looks at him until he addresses her, she nods in returns and speaks softly "Its my honor to be here, M'Lord." and bows her head in a short but still respectufl nod. Sean squeals with delight as he sits in his daddy's arms. He throws his head back against dad's chest, not about to be upstaged by a simple Moff. And of course, ever like his father, he demands the attention of at least /someone/ in the room with his charming smile, sparkling eyes and delightful giggles. The smile on Adlerson's face only seem to widen as he shoots his wife a glance. It's back to it's narrow and curt self as his deep set steel blue eyes return to the woman in the hoverchair. Something seems to be changed about his expression since earlier encounters with the former ambassador; His gaze appears to be lacking some of the hostility, to be softer than before, even though it's not clearly evident. The new state of Chantinelle have brough in a patch of sympathy in the old man. "You are very welcome, Miss Thistleborn. I am glad you could make it." It sounds much like flat courtesy, but he really is glad; He knows how happy it makes his wife. And really, what makes her happy makes him happy. He can't help but smile a tad though at Sean as the boy giggles, turning him more towards Chanti so he can see her and she can see him. "Say hello to Miss Thistleborn." Chantinelle oohs and blushes at once hearng the welcome by the moff and she blushes at all about the fact to be called "Miss". She raises defensively her left hand to the Moff, "Oh my Lord you are embrassing me, please just call me Chanti." she smirks for a second, "Well _now_ there isn't any reason left to call me Miss." she smiles and waves softly at Sean, trying to catch his attention. Oh Sean sees the waving hand, no doubt about it. His tiny arms immediately reach out to Chanti as he squeals and wiggles as if trying to swim through the air. Were it not for his father's strong hands, the child probably would have walked right through the air to get to Chanti. M'lynn quietly steps away from Chanti and her husband and the baby. She quickly walks over to the entertainment unit and turns off the holo-film that's been playing in the background then quietly comes back to stand between her husband and friend. Adlerson can't help but smile at the sudden effort of his son, no matter how little love there is lost between him and the friend of his wife. He walks towards Chantinelle then, holding Sean forward, the little boy sprawling even more as he sees his target close. "Seems he's happy to see you, Miss Thistleborn," Adlerson says. Stillusing the 'miss', either because he doesn't want to conform to her request, or because he wants to keep his distance, emotionally speaking. As he comes all over he lowers the boy, holding under his arms, to Chanti's lap, his grip on the boy strong and secure yet ready to let go when/if Chanti will take the boy. Chantinelle oohs and smiles touched by the fact that the Moff even allows her to hold his son. She happy accept the boy on her lap and holds him secure with her left hand , stoping him from falling from her lap. She smiles widely at the boy and bends her head over his ones, to use her nose to rub it at Sean's one inspite of her missing right hand. Sean seems more than delighted as he reaches up to Chanti's face and touches her cheek. He squeals and giggles while his steel blue eyes seem to take in everything there is to see about Chanti. M'lynn actually starts to giggle as she puts herself in her husband's arms, "Oh damn, He's going to love this attention all to much. We've already spoiled him rotten, I'm afraid it's just going to be worse now" Adlerson gives M'lynn a loving squeeze with his arms around her waist. Seeing the boy safe, and seeing as how his wife is nearby if anything should happen, he leans in and kisses her temple with a soft smile. Looking back at Chanti though the same flat, not-very-warm smile is back. "Can I get you anything to drink, Miss Thistleborn?" M'lynn cuts in with a wink to Chanti, "We have some fresh Hoth Mineral Water, just for you..." Chantinelle chuckles softly as she little boy examinates her face. She doesn't evades his touch but stays still and only her light laughter indicates she is enjoying it. But as she hears the Moff she looks back at him and nods softly, "Oh mineral water would be nice." she says and picks Sean up with one hand to let him ride on her right knee, while she has the waistband of his trousers in a secure grip, "Oh my, I can't teell you how lucky you must be to have such a son... and a daughter? Where is Wiya?" she asks softly. Adlerson is happy to take his leave as Chantinelle accepts the offer for something to drink. Seeing as she seems to know how to take care of his son, and M'lynn being close by anyway, he gives his wife another squeeze then retreats, taking a deep breath as he turns and walks towards the bar, leaving the two women, one of whom he loves above all else, the other which he could happily do without, to themselves. M'lynn smiles and sits herself on the back of the couch while Morlok goes to get your drink, "I'm thinking she's still in school. She should be home soon." Her face brightens, "I'm sure she will be delighted to see you.... and yes..." Her eyes glow with a soft satisfaction, "we are indeed lucky to have such a wonderful family...Oh! but you haven't seen the rest of the house...We'll wait for Morlok to come back. He's much better at the details than I am." Chantinelle nodders curiously and smiles at M'lynn, "The Lord demoted to a poor trourist guide?" she grins and watches Sean playing on her leg until she continues, "But still the house is very impressing, did you moved in or is it from the Lord's family?" she asks softly. Adlerson stops infront of the bar, opening it and bringing forth a few glasses. He fills one with the mineral water that they've bought just for Chanti, the other with his beloved dark liquid. Lastly he brews a cup of tea to his wife. As this takes a few minutes he won't be back just yet. He's happy to stay where he is, it's not like he is going to go out of his skin to hurry. (Not that he is slowing it down either, he is a gentleman after all.) M'lynn grins and makes a teasing gesture to Shhh, then she winks, "No, his family isn't from Dreven. We purchased it and refurbished it. It was just too beautiful to pass up and it looked so lonely." She turns her head to see what her husband is up to, then looks back at Chanti, "and it has plenty of room for guests to visit and places for Sean and Wiyaana to roam and still be secure." Chantinelle nodders and can understand M'lynn feelings for the house, "Yes, it just looks like perfect." she grins at her "Sssh" and smiles widely, lowering her voice to let only M'lynn hear her, "Well no thoughts about me , I have teasing the Lord since years." she smirks and becomes quiet suddenly thinking what happend now the last time, not caused by Adlerson but somebody else. She sighs deeply and changes quickly the theme not to embarrases M'lynn about herself, "Btw you pauses the service at the moment for Sean?" M'lynn nods her head and smiles as she watches Sean, "Actually, I've left the Navy completely and for the moment, I'm not working." She sighs a little, "I miss working, but then, just when I think I can't stand just being here all the time, Sean says a word or does something entirely new and I realize how fortunate I am to be able to be with him all the time. And, I've kept myself busy with the house." Her face lightens with yet another smile, "and Morlok is around /a lot/ more than before which makes it even more worthwhile to be at home." Adlerson comes back then with the three glasses, handing Chantinelle her glass with Hoth mineral water, his wife the glass with warm lemon water and the remaining glass with the brown liquid for himself. The glasses are of beautifully carved crystal, very expensive from the looks of it, and most would find them exquisite. He hasn't heard any of your conversation, from the looks on his face. He smiles softly to himself as he looks at Sean, the boy having a blast exploring this new person. He turns to look at M'lynn, lifting a brow and saying with a soft low voice. "Need anything else then?" Chantinelle nods thankfully at the drink but can't pick it up from Adlerson until she moved over to Mlynn and gave her back Sean, "Here you get him back, or I would have kept him 5 minutes later!" she grins and accepts now the drink from the Moff with a polite smile. M'lynn looks up at her husband, knowing he's going to hate this, but unwilling to let him out of it, "Yes, actually." She grins up at him, shifting Sean in her arms and taking the drink from her husband, "Would you please take us on a tour of the house, you're much better at the details than I am" Adlerson pauses at that, looking deep into the eyes of the woman he loves more than life itself, trying to figure out if she's actually serious or not. He does recognice her expression though and knowing when he's beaten he gives her a curt look then flashes a smile, not too happy one at that though. "Of course, it will be a pleasure. Should we perhaps start with the outside?" He looks from one Lady to the other. Chantinelle shrugs with her left arm and looks over to M'lynn since she isn't sure whether its worth it, and the weather on Dreven is natural very cold and bad always, "I think the Lady of the House knows the best way, while you M'lord knows what's in the room then."she offeres a compromise. M'lynn's face brightens instantly at her husband's willingness to show them around, "Yes, I think we should start there, before it gets too dark to see anything." M'lynn leans up and whispers something into Morlok's ear The flat smile on Adlerson's face widens a tad at his wife's words, though it's impossible to deduct from it what exactly was said. Many years of training has made him good at hiding much of his emotions. "Well please follow me then, m'Ladies," he says as he walks towards the huge glass doors, opening one and holding it open for the two of you to follow. The glass is resting easilly in his right hand while he wears a smile that's actually not that hostile. M'lynn takes a long sip of her warm water, then sets it on a counter as the group heads out the doors. She adjusts Sean in her arms so he can see where they're going. Unable to resist his precious little head, she gives it a quick kiss and follows Chanti. M'lynn walks out to the grand hallway, through the huge glass doors. M'lynn has left. You walk through the enormous glass doors leading to the grand hallway. As you do you catch your reflection in the glass etching in the door, depicting a panther and a swan contained in the circle of life. Grand Hallway Radiant beams of light abound throughout this grand hallway. The magnificent skylights above send beams of light pouring into the room, flooding it with life. At various intervals, alcoves extend to the left and right. Each one contains a special exhibit of an artform. More importantly, however, is the extensive display of historical Imperial armour in many of these alcoves. They have been polished and assembled to perfection. Grey marble flooring and walls help to reflect the abundance of light, encouraging the entrants to continue down the hallway. -=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=- uest - leads to Guest Rooms. ront Door - leads to Courtyard. ain - leads to Main Living Area. ffice - leads to Moff Office. ST - leads to HST Platform - The Moff Mansion. Adlerson arrives through the huge glass doors leading to the main living area. Adlerson has arrived. Adlerson opens one of the tall doors leading out to the courtyard and slips through it. Adlerson has left. You open one of the tall doors leading out to the courtyard and slip through it. Courtyard Wherein the deep night sky | And in a corner stood The stars lie in its embrace | A pomegranate tree The courtyard still in its sleep | With wild flowers there And peace comes over your face | No mortal eye could see | Come to me' it sings | Yet still some mystery befalls Hear the pulse of the land | Sure as the cock crows at morn The Ocean's rhythms pull | The world in stillness keeps To hold your heart in its hand' | The secret of babes to be born | And when the wind draws strong | I heard an old voice say Across the cypress trees | Don't go far from the land The Nightbirds cease their songs | The seasons have their way So gathers memories. | No mortral can understand. | Last night you spoke of a dream | Where forests stretched to the east | And each bird sang its song | A Unicorn joined in a feast | (OOC: Go to http://www.shore.net/~amybatt/abbey.gif if you want to see what it looks like, both mansion and suroundings.) -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => Adlerson => M'lynn -=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=- n - leads to Grand Hallway. Chantinelle wows now really impressed and can't hide being astonished to find such a place on Dreven. She says softly,"Oh my... This is just so beautiful!" she smiles happly and listens to the birds, after a youth on Coruscant where you hear only landing ships inthe nights. M'lynn smiles ... proudly...not common for M'lynn. Not pride in what they own, but pride that what they do own can bring happiness to many. She smiles softly and snuggles her son close to her, "I have to admit, of all the places that I've been, this is truly one of my favorites." The guards open the front doors as the small group reaches them. As you step out Adlerson immideatly takes a deep breath, drawing the fresh air into his lungs and cheerishing every moment of it. Being from the city-planet Coruscant, just like Chantinelle,he isn't used to this either. Born there, then having spendt the time between then and now on steel decks in deep space with artificial air.. Makes one apreciate this even more. He looks around, finding it hard to hide his pride in having found a place like this. "It is, isn't it?" He walks away from the door, towards the other end of the courtyard, giving him a better view of the lake. Chantinelle follows the Lord for a better view and looks down on to the lake (OOC: is there one too?). She siighs deeply, "Oh my... Yes you can be both proud for this and even more for your children!" she says softly, but starts to shiffer soon in the cold air. She looks asking at M'lynn whether she has still something to show outside. M'lynn gets a shiver herself, "Well, shall we go back inside? I'll show you to your room Chanti and give you some time to freshen up for dinner.' Adlerson's deep eyes are taking in the magnificent landscape around, hearing Chanti's words and nodding at them in agreement though he doesn't answer verbally. He sips the drink once then looks to the two of you and notices that you both seem to be cold. (He doesn't seem to be affected though.) "Ahh well, there will be more time to enjoy the outside later. Yes, let us," he says in reply to M'lynn's question and heads back towards the entrance, again having the guards open the doors for the three of you. M'lynn opens one of the tall doors leading to the grand hallway and walks inside. M'lynn has left. Adlerson has left. You open one of the tall doors leading to the grand hallway and walk inside. Grand Hallway Radiant beams of light abound throughout this grand hallway. The magnificent skylights above send beams of light pouring into the room, flooding it with life. At various intervals, alcoves extend to the left and right. Each one contains a special exhibit of an artform. More importantly, however, is the extensive display of historical Imperial armour in many of these alcoves. They have been polished and assembled to perfection. Grey marble flooring and walls help to reflect the abundance of light, encouraging the entrants to continue down the hallway. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => Adlerson => M'lynn -=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=- uest - leads to Guest Rooms. ront Door - leads to Courtyard. ain - leads to Main Living Area. ffice - leads to Moff Office. ST - leads to HST Platform - The Moff Mansion. M'lynn walks back into the house and looks up at her husband, "Hon, could you go and check on dinner for me, I'll be there in aminute, let me just get Chanti. settled in her room." Chantinelle puuhs and rubs with her left hand over her legs to warm them up. She nods quietly to Adlerson and looks asking at M'lynn where her guest room lays. "I hope you didn't make anyhting special for me?! Gee,I tasted before a Hoth water, didn't I? Well you dont have to do such things for me!" The Galactic Standard Credit is a small silver coin, one and a half centimeters in diameter. It's sides are smooth. Each coin carries the device of the former Galactic Treasury on the front, along with the emblem of the sector in which it was minted. The tail side of each coin carries several inscriptions written in Old Basic. Adlerson pauses inside the door, about to start the tour of the hall, but he merely smiles softly then at his wife's words. "Of course, my love." He looks to Chanti and nods then in a curt parting gesture then turns and heads down the hall towards the living are and kitchen to see if the chef have started prepearing it yet. Adlerson walks through the huge glass doors leading to the main living area. Adlerson has left. M'lynn opens the tall doors leading to one of the guest rooms and slips through. M'lynn has left. You open the tall wooden doors leading to one of the guest rooms and slip inside. Guest Rooms Plush ivory carpeting greets the door and runs throughout the guestroom, blending into the three ivory coloured walls. The fourth wall is one large window that extends from the floor to the ceiling. The window looks into the courtyard and to the land beyond, showing endless fields of green with a smattering of blue ocean in the distance. The exquisite furniture is the latest in fashion and comfort. The large bed is coloured with crimson red comforters and pillows and matches the crimson red couch to perfection. The coffee table in front of the couch is covered in the latest fashion magazines while the selection of holo-films reveals the most romantic of soap operas. The in-room bar is well-stocked with Hoth Mineral Water. Lastly, fresh cut flowers of the most outrageous and funky colours grace the room in strategic places. A tiny "welcome" card sits on the huge bed. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => M'lynn -=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=- ut leads to Grand Hallway. M'lynn opens the doors and lets you through, 'I hope everything is to your liking. If you need or want anything, just let me know and I'll see what we can do, Okay?" She, once again, shifts Sean in her arms so he can see what's going on. Chantinelle eeeks as she throws a quick scan through the room, "Oh my! M'lynn! I bet the Lord looked into some personal files, esp inmine own one and changed here a few things!" she grins seeing things like the fashion mags or the holo-vids, things what she wouldnhave never expected here but only in her own home. M'lynn smiles, almost relieved that you like it, "Now then, you get yourself settled. Dinner will be in about an hour. So, feel free to do whatever you please, you have total access to this house and anything in the room." Chantinelle oohs and becomes quiet , overwhelmed (spelling??) by so much friendness. She nods slightly and smiles after a log , not sad sigh, Well I am sure I will find here anything I need!" she assures you, but know better look what your husband does." she smiles and winks you out. M'lynn smiles and leans Sean forward to your cheek telling him to give you a kiss, which, he does indeed do, (as well as a 10month old can, anyway). With that, she and the babe are out the door, leaving you to your relaxation and thoughts. M'lynn opens the tall wooden doors that lead out into the hallway and walk out. M'lynn has left. Chanti uses the break to change into another dress, a task much more difficult with one hand as she thought before, but her experiences with clothes helps a lot. Chantinelle A female human sitting in a modern hoverchair. The woman wears a long tight evening dress, somehow ignoring the appearance she makes being in the hoverchair and missing her right arm. The dress, althought being sleeveless still doesn't reveals the right shoulder but modest hides the stump of the woman's arm, but it reveals the opposide arm because its asymmetrical cut. With pride the woman seems to wear her low-necked decolletage which shows clearly the cleavage of its wearer. Her left hand rests on a small remote control with which she control the motions of the hoverchair. The face of the woman had once been a beautiful one but pain and sorrow added a lot of wrinkles on the face, letting her appear much older than she is. Her short black hair frames her oval face, but her lips under her small nose are pressed together, changing her mouth into a thin line of bitterness. As the woman looks around, she glances the other peolpe very carefully, but althought her left eye blinks from time to time, her right one never moves or even blinks slightly, creating the appreance of some dead cold eye. There isn't any makeup or jewelry except a small golden crest fixed to the neckline showing a tiny flying dragon. Hem and waist of the dress are decorated with golden embroideries showing other tiny dragons as well. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => 12281 Standard Galactic Credits => Imperial Identification Card <<- V150950 ->> Chantinelle just looked at me! You open the tall wooden doors that lead out into the hallway and walk out. Grand Hallway Radiant beams of light abound throughout this grand hallway. The magnificent skylights above send beams of light pouring into the room, flooding it with life. At various intervals, alcoves extend to the left and right. Each one contains a special exhibit of an artform. More importantly, however, is the extensive display of historical Imperial armour in many of these alcoves. They have been polished and assembled to perfection. Grey marble flooring and walls help to reflect the abundance of light, encouraging the entrants to continue down the hallway. -=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=- uest - leads to Guest Rooms. ront Door - leads to Courtyard. ain - leads to Main Living Area. ffice - leads to Moff Office. ST - leads to HST Platform - The Moff Mansion. You open the huge glass doors leading to the main living area, catching a glimpse of yourself in the etching in the glass, depicting a panther and a swan, contained in the circle of life. Main Living Area Nabooan wood has been used extravagantly throughout this home. From the hard wood floors to the custom bookshelves. Floor to ceiling windows allow the sun's light to melt its warmth into the flooring and the furniture. A large inviting fireplace is situated in the middle of the fore wall with an enormous Tauntaun fur on the floor right in front of it. Surrounding the fireplace and rug is a black leather group of couches and chairs. To the left of the living room is a simply decadent study with two high-backed chairs made out of dark brown hide. A footstool rests in front of each of one. Along the walls in the study are bookshelves filled with antique paper books and newer literature. Across the room is an elegant entertainment unit, complete with both visual and audio projection. Next to this is a well-stocked bar. The only art in this living space is the ever-changing landscape viewable through the enormous windows. Towards the large sliding glass doors on the right, is a raised kitchen and just beyond is an octagon dining table made of black marble with inlaid malachite in the form of the Imperial Nova. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => Adlerson => M'lynn -=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=- aster - leads to Master Bedrooms. ut - leads to Grand Hallway. Chantinelle slowly directs her hoverchair into the room, in the search for her hosts. As she finds them she smiles and moves to them,"You really should equipped the room as you did!" Adlerson arrives from the bedrooms just as Chantinelle comes through the door. Hearing her comment about her guest room a smile appears on his lips and he looks over to his wife, giving her a congratulatory wink. He's dressed nicer than normal, cream coloured pants without a single crease in them, polished comfortable brown shoes, a deep green shirt and tie and a vest to top it off. The smile remains as he looks back to Chantinelle, but cools off somewhat. "Please, come this way.." He points to the dinner table at that, to a place where one of the chairs have been removed. M'lynn's voice can be heard in the kitchen, along with her laughter. After a few moments, she steps out and takes a look. Seeing her hunk of a husband, her face flushes a new pink so, she catches his eye and winks at him. She too has dressed for dinner, though being a mom, she is a little bit practical in her choice. As you two seat yourselves, she moves to the living room to pick up Sean who had been playing quietly on the floor with an abundance of toys. M'lynn: She notices you watching her through amber eyes that glow like faceted jewels caught in the light of a sunset. Smiling softly at you, she reveals her dimples and full lips while her shoulder length hair sparkles like gold in the midst of a mountain stream. Her well-tailored navy blue dress comes to the knee exposing a severe scar that runs the length of her left leg. A gold necklace wraps around her neck and comes to a v at the pulse of her throat. The v is lined on either side with numerous princess-cut diamonds resembling the multitude of sparkling stars throughout the galaxies. On her ring finger is an Anithum ring that glows with a bright steel blue. She stands before you with an unassuming disciplined grace. -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => Naval Datapad -=-=-=-=-=-=<>=-=-=-=-=-=- => Anithum Ring Chantinelle moves her hoverchair over to the place, planned for her. She looks again curiously around, not getting too much in enjoying the house. She smiles as she watchs the young mother with her kid and looks over at Adlerson, asking softly, "Btw, I hope I dont touch anything private, but how it comes Wiyana is raised here on Dreven?" "By her own choice," Adlerson answers with a neutral voice. There is nothing in it suggesting that the woman in the hoverchair is treading into something she shouldn't. He helps slide Chantinelle properly in place then looks over to M'lynn to make sure she'll be ok, and if needed, he's ready to pop over and help with whatever is needed. M'lynn puts Sean in his hi-chair and places some toys on the tray to keep him entertained. She waits for her husband to slide her into her seat then she gracefully sits, "Chanti., you look simply beautiful in that dress. I love the detail work of the dragons...wherever did you find it?' It would seem that dinner is under control and the staff will be serving shortly. Chantinelle oohs and is even able to blush slightly by the compliment, "Oh, I doubt you wull be able to buy such a cloth nowadays, but it was once a dress my mother wore in her youth. You know the Dragon is a mythtical animal on Coruscant" she nods to Adlersons, "Many COruscantians even believe to have seen one or a few. But it became the House crest for my father's lines hundreds years ago and he let this dress made for my mom!" Adlerson slides the chair in for his wife then moves to his own seat, sitting down and readying himself with a grace that becomes him as natural as breathing. Clearly from the more or less noble upbringing. "Then again those that did tended to be high on mushroom, Miss Thistleborn," he replies to her comment about someone claiming to have seen Dragons. "Regardless, my wife is right, that is a stunning dress." He smiles curtly to Chanti at that, again, the smile ok enough, but it could be much warmer. M'lynn's eyes sparkle at the story, a hint of sadness is reflected in the candle's light. The staff begins to bring in the first course of soup and bread with drinks for the table. She smiles softly, "I have heard of the dragons and you are very lucky to have something so wonderful of your mothers." As if to change the subject, M'lynn moves on, "I hope you find the food to your liking, it's just a mixture of different foods from many different places." She reaches for her husband's hand and holds it gently in her for a moment. Chantinelle chuckles softly at Adlerson's comment about themushrooms, remembering her own experiences with her long lost friend Sierra as they tried the fungus they picked up fromthe walls of lower levels on Coruscant, She nods to Adlerson and adds, "Well you won't even not only see Dragons with these mushrooms." and chuckles softly before the finds her seriousity again, looking at thefood. She takes a deep smell and smiles, "Oh yes,I am sure I will enjoy it!" Adlerson gives M'lynn's hand a warm and loving squeeze as it comes to him, smiling at her, sending Sean a quick glance to make sure the boy is allright and content, then reaches for the various dishes himself. He smiles softly at Chanti's words, never having been the type to experience those things himself. He keeps his tongue for now, content with letting the two women do the talking, quietly eating, now and again meeting the eyes of his wife with a quick and soft smile. M'lynn begins eating her soup with a few bites of bread. In between bites however, she talks with Chanti., "Have you taken a leave of absence from your current position?" Her words are not meant to cause pain, but she does speak them rather plainly. Chantinelle blinks and isn't sure to hear right by M'lynn, She stops to take the supper with her left hand,what doesn't makes her anyproblems, since she ever used her left hand over her right after her accident long ago. But now she blinks with on eye at M'lynn and wonders that she doesn't know, "Oh.. I dont cause any problems being here since you don't seem to know. I am out of all my ranks and titles." she says shortly. M'lynn's eyebrows lift in surprise then crinkle together in... confusion? anger?, "No, I didn't know... What do you mean? you mean, they tortured you, left you this way /and/ took everything else from you?" Her angry eyes flash to Morlok's then back to Chanti. Adlerson keeps his tongue still as he too breaks some bread and eats his soup, quietly. Chantinelle's words doesn't suprise him as such, after all he was concidering doing the exact same thing not that long ago, but still, there is something about all of this he finds disturbing. Perhaps it's the way it seems to have been done in.. He glances up at M'lynn and returns her glance evenly, conveying the lack of suprise he himself feels (Not that it makes it any better, of course.), and let's his wife ask the questions that are on his mind too. Chantinelle stops her supper and sighs slightly before she gathers enough courage to answer M'lynn again, "Yes, Lord Rellik disagreeed with me and some of my actions and who am I to complain about it. It's my duty to serve, as my father always told me." she says weakly,butits not clear to hear in her voice whether she means this really or only repeats whats need to be said. Chanti looks down on her lap where she finds only one hand laying there, she shrugs with her left shoulder before raising her head again, "Well I should be happy to live." she says but this time her sarcasm isn't hidden anymore. M'lynn sets her silverware down, "This is absurd. What did he disagree with you about? and No, you odn't have to be happy to just live, that's ridiculous." She tries to calm herself down a little, though it doesn't work very well, "Please understand, I'm glad you're alive, but your life never should have been in question. You may be a little unorthodox in how you approach things, but your belief in what this Empire stands for is stronger than any person I have met and it angers me that for your service to the Empire, they repay you with...with... lifelong torture." Near tears, she finally shuts her mouth. "You have my deepest sympathy," Adlerson suddenly says after having been quiet for some time now, his voice low but very clear as his eyes locks on to Chantinelle. His hand finds M'lynn's without having to look away from Chanti, as if by autopilot, giving it a reasuring and comforting squeeze. "We have had our differences in the past, Miss Thistleborn. And to be honest, if I had not resigned I would probably have removed you from your position, myself. But as M'lynn here points out, this is not reasonable." He pauses, is about to say more, but decides to leave it at that, again lifting the spoon to his lips. His hand doesn't leave that of his wife. Chantinelle hmmpfts as she hears, "deepest sympathy" cuz thats nothing what will help her to walk or use her right hand again. But she is the guest here and doesn't want to upset her hostes so she remains quiet and looks for along time into the soap util she start to eat again. M'lynn takes in a deep breath, "I'm sorry Chanti, I didn't mean to become so emotional. You are forever welcome in our home." She gives a little bit of her bread to Sean who was reaching and squealing for it, then she herself returns to her food. Adlerson's deepest sympathies isn't something that should be scoffed at, it's not something that is easilly attained. Besides, one never know when having just that might come in handy.. "Bitterness will get you nowhere," he says as his eyes are still directly at Chantinelle, as if seeing her very core. "Not easy to hear or beleive right now, but trust me. I have seen it before, countless times." His voice is still low yet penetrates to all corners of the room, secure and asured. Chantinelle sighs and turn her head to look back at the Lord, "M'lord." she starts quiety, "I am sorry for not accepting your sympathy." she tries to apologies, something she did dozends of times before Adlerson but then this is different, since she isn't aware of any own fault. "but then I just can't understand for what I have earned _this_" she spits nearly out as she looks down at herself, being always so fond of her body and of her physical abilities, never to polite to avoid any bar fight e.g. on Tatooine. So she continues, "But then I don't know whether I am still welcome and worthfull for the Empire. " she sighs and looks after a short glance at M'Lynn back at Adlerson, "But please M'lord, let us change the topic, it wont help me, but only will destroy the atmosphere of this wonderful place." she triesto force a weak smile on her lips finally. M'lynn offers Chanti a warm, truly genuine smile, "I speak for both of us when I say that you are indeed welcome in the Empire, as long as we are Imperial citizens. You have much to offer the Empire should you want to continue to serve." The second course is already on its way in and yes, indeed, this does look like a good place to change the topic, "Have you thought of what you're going to do? or are you just taking some time to yourself for the moment?" Okay, so that wasn't the best choice of topic changes.... Suddenly, as if out of nowhere a toy ends up on the table, missing the soup terin by only an inch or two. Sean's giggle can be heard accompagnying it, and if one looks over at him he's sitting in his chair and gleaming with joy, holding out a raspberry for someone to take. Doens't matter who, he just wants someone to have his lovely red (and greased) raspberry. Adlerson is actually quite impressed with how his wife handles the conversation. This way we don't just leave the subject for dead and shamed as such, but focus on the possibilities and the future, instead of on the past and what was lost. As the toy comes through the air though his eyes leave Chanti and he glances over at Sean, lowering the spoon to stare seriously at the boy. "No, you know you aren't allowed to. What have I said about that before?" Chantinelle smirks and isn't so happy at all about the 'change' of topic, she sighs softly, "Well first I must gather enough money to be able to buy me new implants since my last ones, they were real stuff by the Neo-Techren, were removed. And without them I am nothing... she sighs and fights now the first time with her food, its difficult to cut the food with only one hand available." M'lynn tries her best to stifle a giggles as her husband attempts to scold the young boy, who really couldn't care less. Instead, she takes in a deep breath and tries to focus on Chanti., "Where can they do the replacements? and how much will it cost?' Adlerson continues to scold the young boy, and with his eyebrows knitted in a frown like this he's an imposing sight. But no, the boy doesn't seem too concerned. He seems to realise that doing it again, atleast right now, wouldn't be very smart. Satisfied that his son has caught on he turns his attention back to the conversation at hand, catching M'lynn's question, instinctivly knowing what she's thinking. One of the reasons why they make such a great pair. His expression doesn't change though from the silent one. Chantinelle oohs and the slightest glimpse of hope gets into her face as she looks at M'lynn after her question, thiking to herself, well if somebody could have enough money then these here. She smiles slightly, "Well since Mejoo, the high priest of the Neo-Techren got executed as I remember right, by the Empire, wlel for some illegal implants stuff. " she chuckles, "I wonder for what work. But well, he is away, but I heard that the CDU has the best docs at the moments for implants." M'lynn takes in a deep breath and eats some of her food. Of all the things that Chanti has gone through, she doesn't seem particularly concerned that she can't easily cut her food, a luxury to most, but Chanti is functionally capable of doing it. Crinkling her forhead, she ventures another question, "Do you still have friends in the CDU?" Chantinelle oohs and raises her head astonished up from her plate as she finally succeded into useing her knife and just wanted to change to the fork topick up now the little pieces. She nods slowly and as she sees before her inner eyes a few faces she gets even a smile, a real glad one, back on her lips, "Yes a few." she finally answers, "Why are you asking for this?" Ahhh, the CDU.. Shouldn't be too hard, Adlerson thinks to himself. He's heard some disturbing rumors though recently.. He has to smile ever so slightly to himself at M'lynn's question, the smile not diminishing at Chanti's answer. He keeps his tongue though, not needing to say anything right now, not having anything useful to say. Instead he picks up the toy from the table and hands it back to his son. M'lynn looks from Chanti to her husband. Her eyes plead with his in a silent moment. Not wanting to have this conversation in front of Chanti, but still wanting to resolve it right now, as tends to be her way, she continues looking at him. She knows he can hear her...New clothes have never meant anything, neither has fancy jewelry, or anything else. Only her family and no amount of money can create what she has right now. Still looking at her husband, she answers Chanti quietly, "I... I have an idea." but she says no more, waiting for confirmation from her beloved. Smiling at his child as Sean grabs the toy and seems content with that, Adlerson turns back to his food, calm as ever. He knows perfectly well what his wife is about to ask him, and with a deep breath he looks to her and pulls a soft, warm and acknoweldging smile, closing his eyes momentarily to underline the effect of the acknowledgment. Chantinelle turns her head from one of your to the next one, unable to eat anymore since she heard M'lynn's having an idea. She remains quiet and turns her head to Sean, sighing softly,even a little bit jealous about somethingshe will never have. M'lynn's face beams as she sees the acknowledgement from her husband. Almost unable to sit in her seat an longer, she gives her husband's hand a long hard squeeze and sudden kiss on the cheek, "Oh thank you thank you." Just as quickly her attention turns to Chanti, "Chanti, would you give us the honour of replacing your prosthetics?' The soft smile on Adlerson's lips widens as he sees the glee in his wife's eyes and feels her lips on his cheek. Seeing his wife as happy as this does make him feel all warm. Chantinelle oohs and gasps as she hears the offer by M'Lynn, she pauses for a moment to think about the possibilities this would mean. Paralyzed by the news she is only is able to stare at two two, her mouth open like a fish on the land. M'lynn squeezes Adlerson's hand and simply waits quietly.. then decides to add, "well.. you think about it, it's nothing that has to be decided tonight, just remember that the offer is there. There would be no strings attached.. We would circulate the money through someone in Adlerson's family over there so you wouldn't have any ties to us. and there would never be any debt to us... but you think about it." That being said, she looks down at her food and continues to eat oncea again. Adlerson returns the tight squeeze to M'lynn's hand, once again smiling encouragingly at her. Her ideas and thoughts on the matter seem to cover everything, so he's perfectly happy to let her take care of it now. He leans closer to M'lynn and kisses her cheek softly, a word or two leaving his mouth to enter her ear and noone else's. That done he whipes the corners of his mouth with his napkin and smiles once at Chantninelle, "If you will excuse me, I have to put my son to bed." With that he stands and leaves the table, leaving the two of you alone to discuss whatever you might want to talk about. He walks over to Sean and coaxes him up and out of the chair, the child all too happy about a little attention. M'lynn has disconnected. Adlerson has disconnected. OOC We stoped here since it was 02:00 in the Morning nearly for Adlerson and Chanti and we wanted to have some sleep until discussing such important things :) .. to be continuned! End Of Log!