Finally, Mia was away. Away to her own machinations and her own destiny. Born with the powerful blood of Dathomiri, she had a headstart in survival against a good many of the other species but it was infact that she was away from her controlling mother that she felt relieved and alive. The stories tend to get  a bit grating at times. She sympathized with getting the lost glory back but the more she gathered the snippets on Mother Talzin's empire, the more she could see why the Sith never really held their bargain.

It was all very wasteful and they stood to gain nothing from it. She saw how her mother treated Kilgaris and his family and she was none to please in that cattle like treatment. Not that she wasn't cruel or fierce like a typical Dathomiri girl but she never understood the concept of Nightbrothers and the massive waste that tradition made of their potential.

In secret she had seen her so called brothers grow stronger in the implements of the Jedi, it was all an empty daydream and the order was lost with time, no one wondered much about it. The times had changed and like many things, they had been forgotten. But lightsabers fascinated Mia and the glimmer and hum of the one that Kilgaris practiced with in shadows, away from the prying eyes of her mother really mesmerized her. 

She acted like her shadow for the risk of being term rebellious, no matter how she hated the dogma and long boasts, she still loved her mother to death. But having grown up with a rather resourceful father, she just couldn't figure out the concepts that her mother harped about.

But now, nothing of that mattered. She had heard of an excavation on Korriban and she had immediately grown excited. Though the Sith were long gone, it was only through sifting through their playground that she could salvage something that could entice her. Her cousin was heads and shoulders above her but she knew that given a guiding hand she was confident that her blood may give her the advantage.

She sat silently on the space carrier, calling in some favors on her mother's name she had been able to get a ride to Korriban, all that was left was now to be included in the team.

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As they broke through the atmosphere, she saw another ship near the docking bay. The Muun incharge silently took the credits and left her with her bags at the station. His exit as eventless as his entry. With a bag up on her shoulder, she walked silently towards the building that seemed like the base of operations for the archaeological squad coming upto a dismayed Chizz, armed with a blaster.

[color=00aeef][b]"I am here to meet Monsieur Dren, there seemed a vacancy for a mechanic for his little squad."[/b][/color] she said to the Chizz, with a slight smile. Her silver eyes looking him straight into the eyes.

[@Galgarion][@theUnknowable]