"Hey Mommy?" Rinyn stands on her tiptoes peeking out the window at the woman sitting cross-legged on the lawn. "Who's that?"
Liara walks over to the window and lifts her daughter into her arms so she can get a better look. "That, sweetie, is Samara. She's a good friend of your father and I. She's a justicar."
Rinyn looks up at her mother with a puzzled expression. "What's a justicar?"
"They're an old order of asari warriors. They are proud, noble, and selfless. Actually, they're like the heroes in the stories your dad reads to you."
Rinyn's eyes widen in wonder, her gaze moving back to the justicar. "Wow....she's like a superhero."
Liara chuckles to herself. "Not exactly sweetie. She's a hero to be sure, but she'd tell you that she's not any different than you or I."
"What's dad doing out there with her? They're just sitting there."
"It's called meditation sweetheart."
"I know, but it's actually really good for you. It lets you clear your mind and helps your focus. Why don't you go ask them if you can join?"
Rinyn's eyes take on an apprehensive look. "....I don't wanna bother them."
Liara places a kiss on her forehead. "Don't worry, I think they would love your company." She puts her down and nudges her towards the door. "Go on Rin."
Rinyn makes her way down the porch steps as quietly as she can. Suddenly the older asari's voice reaches her ears. "Hello there little one. Is there something I can help you with." Rin stops short, unsure of what to do or say. Kaycee turns her head towards her daughter, opening one eye. "Hey honey. Whatcha need?"
Kaycee turns to Samara, "I think you intimidate her, Sam."
Samara gives a small *tsk* of disapproval. "I wish you wouldn't call me that Shepard."
"I'm sorry, Rin. What were you saying?"
Shepard breaks into a kind smile. "Of course honey! Sam, what about you? Do you mind?"
"Not at all. Come here young one, sit here next to me."
Rin walks over to the justicar, taking in the full appearance of Samara for the first time. Brilliant red armor shines in the rays of the sunset. An intricate band of gold encircles her neck. A crimson headpiece shapes the contours of her face. A slight blue glow comes from her closed eyes. "Does my appearance unsettle you?"
Rin realizes that she had been staring and blushes. "I'm sorry. I was......"
Samara opens her eyes, the glow fading as she does so. Her lips forming the hints of a smile. The pale blue eyes seem to see inside Rin, making her shift uncomfortably. "Do not worry young one, I will not harm you. Please, join us. I would be happy for your company."
The kind words carry a warmth to them, that reassures Rinyn. Placing herself between Samara and her father, she crosses her legs in the grass. "Have you ever meditated before young one?"
".....um.....not really.....what do I do?"
Samara ponders this for a moment. "One would normally use this as a means of relaxation. I use it to focus my abilities so I have complete control over them." She holds up her hand and a sphere of blue, swirling biotic energy manifests in her palm. Placing the sphere between her hands, she closes her eyes. "Let your mind clear, take in the surroundings, let it flow into you."
Rinyn looks unsure at her father, who nods at her encouragingly. Rin takes a deep breath, focusing her mind on her biotics. A small sphere appears in her hand. She puts all her focus into it, causing it to expand slowly. She feels her father's firm hand on her shoulder, and smiles, closing her eyes. Time seems to stand still for the young asari. She hears her mother's voice from the house, "Alright everyone, dinner's ready!"
She blinks her eyes open, trying to adjust her eyes to the lack of light. The sphere "pops" with a minor blast of force, knocking her on her back in surprise. "Ah!"
She hears the small chuckle of her father. "You alright there Rin?"
Looking up she sees Samara looking down at her. "You have considerable talent young one. I was watching you, your biotics are quite advanced for one so young, but you lack the focus to use them properly. If it is alright with your parents, I would like to give you lessons."
Rinyn's eyes widen, looking between her father and the justicar. "Really?
Kaycee nods proudly, "Yep kiddo, your mother and I have been discussing this for a couple of weeks. So what do you think? You wanna train with Samara?"
Rin's answer comes in the form of a big hug around her father's neck. "I guess that's a big yes."
Samara nods in agreement before Rinyn collides with her legs wrapping her arms tightly around them. "Thank you so much."
Kaycee notices the hesitation in her old friend, her body so unsure of how to react. She sees Samara's eyes go from their normal cold blue, to a softer expression. Samara's hand reaches up hesitantly to rest on Rin's head. "It is....no trouble......Rinyn."
The young asari looks up at her, "What's wrong?"
"You.....remind me....of someone."
"Where are they?"
"Two of my daughters are....no longer with us. My last daughter, Falere, is far away. It has been some time since I visited."
"I'm sorry....I didn't...."
Samara holds up a hand. "Do not apologize, you had no way of knowing."
Kaycee gets to her feet, dusting off her shorts. "I think we'd better get inside before your mo-"
Ayrene comes rocketing into Kaycee, sending them both tumbling into the grass. "Too late."
Ayrene sits on her father, a mischievous grin on her face, "Mom says to come on, the food's gonna get cold."
Samara grasps Rinyn's hand. Looking down in those wondrous eyes, she asks in a gentle tone, "Shall we?"
As they walk towards the house, Kaycee's voice sounds from behind. "Wait! Don't leave me with this assassin! Aaaah!"