“The moon is gone. Glassed by the Sith. Some Survived. Attempted to send warning. “
Shev’dela disinterestedly stroked the back of a near sleeping Maalraas with one hand and pecked away at the keys of her holopad with the other where it rested in the dirt beside her helmet. She’d always had an...
( A map would be very useful because honestly I am having a bit of a hard time pinning down our exact surroundings...)
As Delmon Dropped Shev held her breath and let the pressure of her trigger finger give way- aiming with her digital globe scope at the furthest howling force user. If her...
Shev'Dela Nodded silently and made a series of small gestures to Geir-ma. The droid responded with quieting it's mechanics to a near silent buzz and slowly disappeared into the trees. She pulled her Ghille higher and readied her rifle with caution. If Delmon was taking the high route she'd go...
Shev'dela followed after Shay'a' like a desperate stray and only hung back once the ship's doors were opened. She sighed internally and let her gaze fall to the floor a bit- expecting the next sentence after "I'm not interested in your credits" to be somewhere along the lines of "scram". So...
As the two men tore off into the wilds Shev’dela hesitated; Still staring up at the canopy- overwhelmed by the dense backdrop of endless green. In a matter of seconds their lead had put enough distance from her to be invisible and she jumped at the realization. Even Geir-ma had shot forward to...
Oh yes that was just...wonderful.
Here's a giant chocolate Han in Carb filled with Reeses peanut butter I made some shmoe I've been with for like 5 years.
I also needed a haircut at the time.
Shev’dela’s head snapped to attention as Delmon spoke and the realization hit her that it was the first time she’d seen him without a helmet on. She stared at him uninhibited by the constraints of having exposed eyes and sized him up. Short dark hair cut for comfort and practicality rather than...
Shev’dela took Shay’a’s hand in hers gratefully and returned her grasp with a stiff solitary shake. At the word ‘cheating’ she hung her head self-consciously, a little natural sound of discomfort escaping unfiltered from her mouth. Geir-ma orbited the pair curiously then fled at the first sign...