by Moyr Ahaya » Sat Jul 08, 2017 10:03 pm
Moyr rose and stepped away, looking at Shaisha mask to mask, not knowing if she had drawn the same conclusions.
"Alright, Vreysk, if I were about to tell you the Moon is toast, who would you NOT care to warn?"
Sith | Lethan Twi'lek | Former Smuggler | Shadow | Radical | Subversive | Honorary Fett | ProfileWear: casual, concealing, jungle, or Mandalorian!; Weapon: 'Passion' (shadowsheathed twin-bladed lightsabre), X-30 Lancer, palm stunner, frags; Stuff: commlink, datapad, hand scanner, scramble key, survival kit, stimpacks; Ship: The Bitch, Corellian-Mandalorian hybrid light freighter; Crew: "Gunnie" Wren, co-pilot & T3-X3, maintenance droid; Companions: Virginia, battle droid"You can have only as much liberty as you have the instinct to want and the audacity to take."