Syn couldn’t imagine being forced to deal with people she didn’t like, she couldn’t help feeling grateful for her freedom. “I like being free, I can’t imagine having to jump through hoops just to get what I want, why do you put up with that? I mean, you go through all that and they don’t treat you differently. Seems to me, you’d be better off surrounding yourself with people who appreciate the effort, than ones only interested in eating your money.”
 
One might think that the Jedi weren’t, but really compared to the rest they truly were. Inside the lift without the press of people she too would seem much more at ease. She certainly was more open, though still respectful and polite. “I’ll need to change clothes, pack these away and then put it in my bag, but otherwise I won’t take long. As pretty as these gifts are, I’d feel more myself once I look more ‘me’. Though I don’t know how this dress will fare in my bag, I suppose I can get it sent ahead of me to the temple, I’m just not sure where I’d need to go for that. I’ve never had to send myself packages, let alone something so…fragile.”
 
She stuck her foot out eyeing the delicate shoe wiggling her toes “I suppose I could call my sister, she’d know about this stuff more than I, she gets the whole prettifying glitter stuff.” She looked up at him flashing a grin “If it can’t fit in my pack I usually don’t try, but that’s the life of a Scout!”
 
What all she did was never public knowledge, nor was it talked about outside the temple as the Jedi were rather closed mouthed. What would be clear is that she drifted from one place to another never staying in one place for too long. “So Yates said you spotted me from across a whole spaceport, was I really that shabby?”
 
She’d made an effort to dress ‘nice’ though she supposed after looking at the clothes again that the easy to leave behind and easy on the credits clothing might have been substandard. Then again she’d said that she was used to less spiffy places and that clothing such as she was wearing now was fairly unknown to her. “My sister ain’t gunna believe that you got me all painted and prettified, she’ll want pictures as proof.”

She couldn’t imagine willingly putting up with all that fuss, but then she didn’t run a company. She wondered if her former master had to deal with such things and decided she’d have to ask him. Certainly if there were similarities they were very different, the Jedi were very different in a lot of ways. When he spoke of taking care of it for her she had to curb the hint of a refusal, she was used to doing for herself after all. “I suppose that would be easier…though I won’t do it for free mister Wryn” She looked at him with a mischievous smirk “You’ll have to think of a way I can pay you back as I am sure my meager amount of credits are much too few compared to what you usually get for your services.”
 
When he gave her the compliment she studied him quietly, the mischief in her eyes still there. She hadn’t been fishing for a compliment, but his view on how she seemed were very interesting to her. She was surprised that she outwardly looked confident as inwardly she was in knots throughout everything. She wasn’t used to being under so many eyes, usually she slipped under peoples radars. “And here I thought you just wanted to see me in a dress.”
 
She couldn’t help teasing him again, he was just so serious and honest that it was too much to resist the temptation. The subject of cameras and tabloids came up and inwardly made her want to shy away, she hated getting her pictures taken and the idea of her face being put out across the galaxy made her nervous. Though since her sister was in the military she didn’t think she’d notice or catch sight of it. She’d have to take a look herself just to judge if she was going to have trouble when she resumed her regular work. When they got off the lift she was glad she’d taken his arm as the bright lights made her momentarily blind. She kept pace with him choosing to seem like she was looking ahead her expression neutral. When they were off she relaxed letting the spots fade away, her eyes stinging, that wasn’t an experience she wanted to repeat any time soon. It made her glad that compared to him she had plenty of freedom and a private life hardly anyone wanted to know about.
 
The hotel hadn’t been where she’d have chosen to go, but Yates had insisted he put her up in a nice place. Her room being modest compared to what she had originally would have got, had she not begged for something less fancy, but she still felt lost in it. Alone in it with him she was a lot more aware of him being near her than she had around other people. They were alone, that meant she didn’t have to keep alert to anyone else except him. She left him in the common room and closed the door to the sleeping chamber. She didn’t think he’d peek, nor would she have cared if he did, but figured he’d feel more comfortable. The first thing to come off was the light makeup, then she undressed packing everything back in its respective box. She unclipped her hair messing it up and shaking it loose to free the tangles. Then put on her comfortable traveling clothes, her feet particularly happy that she was back to normal boots.
 
She slid her sabers in their places in her coat concealed, donned it, grabbed her pack and with it on her shoulder carried the boxes out. The woman who’d walked in dressed as she had and the woman who walked out of the room were like night and day. She was still beautiful, but dressed in more comfortable clothes she seemed ‘cleaner’ now that she wasn’t lightly painted and glittering. No one would think she was a Jedi in either clothes, but she seemed much more at home than she had before. This was the woman people saw, this was the woman who went from planet to planet slipping in and out only noticed cuz of her beauty.

Syn flashed him a grin “You can bet I do, my feet are especially happy, dainty shoes are not as comfortable as one might think. My sister used to tell me that ‘one must make sacrifices for beauty’, but I’d rather face a mob of bandits than go through the mess and bother those ladies at your party go through daily. I guess if one thinks they have nothing else to offer its worth it, but ehh… What do I know?”
 
She stood by patiently waiting for him to take the lead again, she wasn’t in a rush at all and was quite happy to go wherever he decided he wanted to take them. Going with the flow of things was how she was naturally, content to let things go as they would and influence them if it was needed. It was an attitude she’d never grown out of, something that made some of the Elders ruffled as they felt she should take things much more seriously. What they didn’t understand was that it allowed her to see very clearly who stood with her and those who didn’t. People tended to underestimate her when they took her attitude and behavior at face value, something that many people over the years learned the hard way not to do. “You look much happier yourself, the weight of many eyes is a heavy burden.”
 
Yep, she didn’t envy those who had to place themselves in the spotlight, her brief taste made her happy of her position.

Syn gazed out one of the windows of the ship sitting in its window seat, her knees pulled to her chest her arms folded around them. Her blue eyes watched the stars fly by, she never could get used to the chill of space. No matter how much she traveled, no matter how many worlds she hopped, the chill always set in her bones. Eventually she uncurled from her position and went to sit beside Azrael watching him, she decided she liked the look on his face when he was concentrating on things. It was very intense, showed just how much he devoted to whatever held his attention. She stretched sitting back watching the various blinking lights on the console “I always wondered if I ought to learn to fly. My old Master doesn’t travel very well nowadays and I’ve no interest in learning from some of the fliers at the temple. Know anyone who’d not be too distracted to teach me?”

It was a pity come morning she had to leave, she sighed with regret “I’ll see if it can work out that way, I do get vacations so I could just swing by then. Its up to the Council to decide when, we usually rotate so I should be getting one here soon actually. Usually I just languish around the temple and breed mischief in the younglings and Apprentices. That is unless I am tempted back to a particular location, but that hasn’t happened in a long while, till now it seems.”
 
Let him draw from it what he wished, but she certainly wasn’t going to ask his forgiveness or permission. He wasn’t the first nor the last man she’d keep company with, she wasn’t even sure how long their dalliance would last. Not that she was wishing it to be cut short, nothing had even really happened yet. When they finally landed she stepped off into the sun pleased at how pretty everything looked, she’d been expecting a dead place filled with holes. “Its beautiful… Definitely not what I was expecting, are you sure you bought it for mineral rights?”
 
She wouldn’t be surprised if he bought it for his own use and not for business, the inside of the cabin was welcoming. She set her things on a table taking off her coat, she’d not wander around without his permission. She had to admit she envied him some, she had a room at the temple, but she hardly lived in it. What would it be like to have a place all her own? Perhaps once she was retired from being a Scout, maybe then she could sink in roots.