The mountains of Eshan were a spectacle to behold, especially in early winter. The snow capped peaks were as bright as most echani were naked in sunlight. Param knew that first hand, though now she was far more tanned from daily doses of a salon. No matter how many times she dyed her hair brown, the last half of her long hair would always turn back to the original silver. Having to hide her identity meant she had a whole new style of hair too, with a braid wrapped into a crown.
It was one thing to experience the mountains for yourself, but Param now sat at a window of a tea shop near the Eshan starport. She sipped her tea, nice and warm in her tan poncho and brown trousers and boots- a black thermal long sleeve making sure every part of her body was covered in the winter months. Snow fell gently outside, but in the distance on those snow capped mountains, the snow would be much harsher.
Vee was in rest mode on the small round table in front of her, curled up like a kath hound. The red and silver BD-unit was the only thing of her old life that she had left, and she was actually thankful for it. Param was free now. Free from the tyranny, free from the fear; free from having to do horrible things for the darkside of the Force. She could let the demon sleep, expel it even, and finally just do what she wanted to do to.
The hard part was figuring out exactly what she wanted to do. A garden was a must, but a small one would suffice. A tea shop would be great, but gave her something to lose. Despite it all, despite her bruised and scarred body, Param found herself smiling at the snow capped mountains in the distance. Though she was just in town for some errands, she still had a light blaster pistol holstered on her right thigh, and a karambit vibro-blade at the small of her back.
Param was free, but that didn’t mean that Sith wouldn’t eventually find her. It didn’t mean she was safe from all the dangers of the galaxy. She was just one of many among her people now, and it was the one thing she had always wanted.
@Xorism
It was one thing to experience the mountains for yourself, but Param now sat at a window of a tea shop near the Eshan starport. She sipped her tea, nice and warm in her tan poncho and brown trousers and boots- a black thermal long sleeve making sure every part of her body was covered in the winter months. Snow fell gently outside, but in the distance on those snow capped mountains, the snow would be much harsher.
Vee was in rest mode on the small round table in front of her, curled up like a kath hound. The red and silver BD-unit was the only thing of her old life that she had left, and she was actually thankful for it. Param was free now. Free from the tyranny, free from the fear; free from having to do horrible things for the darkside of the Force. She could let the demon sleep, expel it even, and finally just do what she wanted to do to.
The hard part was figuring out exactly what she wanted to do. A garden was a must, but a small one would suffice. A tea shop would be great, but gave her something to lose. Despite it all, despite her bruised and scarred body, Param found herself smiling at the snow capped mountains in the distance. Though she was just in town for some errands, she still had a light blaster pistol holstered on her right thigh, and a karambit vibro-blade at the small of her back.
Param was free, but that didn’t mean that Sith wouldn’t eventually find her. It didn’t mean she was safe from all the dangers of the galaxy. She was just one of many among her people now, and it was the one thing she had always wanted.
@Xorism