Dinners are Expensed out, right? (LA, D6)

[Moyr Ahaya]

Her lips thinned amusedly at the compliment, and her lekku respond with a graceful stretch, but she otherwise did not comment directly.

"I suppose glory is good when it translates into legacy that can inspire others. But legacy is not defensible without the power necessary to secure it." She mused, examining the cheeses. Before she would help herself to any, she looked up at him.

"In all honesty I think you are not. You have an ephemeral sense of it perhaps, but it is not a true freedom as long as there are much and many to take it from you. In this sense I am not free either. Yet. The true freedom is what the Force endows us with closer to the end of our paths, once we've overcome those who have wanted to thwart us. And that in turn can be accomplished only by mastering of the self and by acquiring sufficient means to act on our drives. It's never given or granted, it has to be claimed."

[Durasay Mixo]

Who would try to take freedom from him? Who had? He had that obligation to Kidaja, that he was responsible for the debt of the Empire.

What was holding him back? Was he lacking the resources to claim it?

He and his crew were hungry for credits. That much was true. Did that constant debt mean he wasn't free. He seemed almost lost in thought.

I don't care, I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me...

"No ones succeeded in taking it from me. Those that have tried... well, heavy blasters habe a way of changing that real quick."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"But have you tried to accomplish something of greater significance? Your freedom to act is best measured by how powerful are your enemies who can't thwart you."

[Durasay Mixo]

Had he? No. Not yet. "Maybe I'm on that now. Azanak. He's bested me once, gotten away from me. Not this time. His goals offend my every sensibility." There was a slight edge to his voice, his grip tightening on his wine glass.

"The Force presented me with a challenge. I will exceed that challenge."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Then do it."

Moyr retorted with intensity.

"Success or failure, you'll get your answer. And because of this, I won't be joining you this time. It's your test."

[Durasay Mixo]

"There isn't another option." He grinned, cutting a piece of cheese and pairing it with some provided bread. Casually taking it, savoring the flavor, before drinking more of the wine.

"I tend to do very well with tests, Lady Sith."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"A man with passion to succeed..."

She helped herself to a slice of cheese of her careful choosing.

"...is an enjoyable company."

/scene