Star Wars: A Thing Of Beauty

Blood and Bones

Jinang found his way back to Zorsia's lounge room in the Myrewig, sitting at the round booth and counting the money he took from the Separatist leaders. He actually got way more than he thought - over a thousand credits from all of them together. As Jinang puts his credit chips back into the sack, a Mandalorian from the Raging Hawks enters the room and sits herself down, across the table from Jinang. She is wearing a dark grey flightsuit, and mostly black armor with gold colors here and there, with a typical Mandalorian helmet on. Jinang doesn't know this one's name, but she is the same Raging Hawk that has been staring at him whenever they're around each other.
"Did Zorsia say you could board the ship?" Jinang asked, confused.

"I am your sister." The woman says very bluntly.

Jinang just stares at her blankly, thinking that's not possible, but then... She seems to sound like him, they're the same height and build... And Jinang doesn't actually know his origins. Koga was well over 40 years old, but his memories inside of Jinang's head don't go farther back than 40 years. And the Jedi's memories really began in the Jedi temple, but he was told that he was orphaned as a baby by pirates, and saved by Wookiees, and then quickly brought to the Jedi.
"You're my sister...?" Jinang asked, curling his eyebrows.

"I am."

They just stare at each other for a few seconds, being completely still and quiet, and after the little bit, the woman removes her helmet. The helmet quietly hisses as it's depressurized and lifted off of her head. Jinang's eyes widen as he sees the face of a woman who looks just like the face he's gotten used to having. She almost looks like she could be his twin... She even has the same tattoos HE has on her cheeks, plus a slightly different one on the center of her forehead.
"I am Wenja Iang," She says, placing her helmet beside her on the table. "You are Jinang Iang. We are both 22 years old, and -"

"Okay - okay - okay." Jinang interrupted, feeling quite odd... "Where... I guess you thought I was dead? What??"

"Correct." She says plainly. "Until I saw your bounty, and knew that we needed to meet. So I convinced the Raging Hawks' chief to reach out to form an alliance with the Harrowers."

This is a beyond strange experience for Jinang - a side of his life he never really knew anything about has suddenly sprung up out of nowhere. But for once, for the first time in his new life, there is a sense of familiarity doesn't fill him with anxiety. And that makes him want to pursue it. To make more memories that feel like his own.
"There are easier ways to meet people." Jinang says, sitting back in his seat. "I mean, my contact information is out there, you could have just called me..."

"That may be." His sister, Wenja, answered. "But as things are now, you will be obligated to help me as your duty to the Harrowers."

"Oookay..." Jinang says, exhaling deeply. "What do you want me to do?"

Wenja had a very simple job in mind for Jinang; to salvage the wreckage of their mother's ship. And after a few basic questions, he agreed to go along with his. Before going off with Wenja, however, he wanted to check in with Zorsia. So he leaves the Mandalorian at the table to go find the Chiss in the Myrewig's cockpit for dismissal. For now, he leaves out the fact that he just met his long lost Mandalorian sister, wanting to keep things simple.
"You don't need my permission, darling." Zorsia answered Jinang. "Go off with the Hawks. Dekker and I can manage without you."

"Okay." Jinang says. "Uh... See you later, I guess."

She smiles at him, and he turns around to leave before she caught him blushing bashful, but Jinang stopped just before walking out. He likes Zorsia a lot, and wants to tell her...
"Hey... Zorsia?" He says, somewhat timidly.