by Moyr Ahaya » Sat Jul 15, 2017 10:34 am
Moyr suddenly found herself to be in doubt whether she wanted to wake her up. She flopped onto a chair and waited. It reminded her of a situation way back on Balmorra when she had done more or less the same, sneaking up on her sleeping. Much was different since then, but what connected that moment and this was almost continuous collaboration with Hala. She wondered what would be of their relationship now, when their long march was reaching an end of a chapter. Just as Moyr had predicted, the peace was turning out horribly for the Empire, being most likely worse in outcomes than a protracted war. And yet things were bound to change and she was unsure if there was a clear path forward for them both rather than each going their own ways.
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."