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"There's no happiness to be found in death... no peace either. I'm leaving here alive."
Those were the words she had left the battlefield with initially, so proud that she had managed to escape and leaver her arrogant partner to his fate. His loss for daring to criticize her like he had, when she'd been doing her best to stall and strike. Calpernia had managed to evade her enemies and flee into the forest of Onderon, a feat that would normally be a good thing.
But, her mission could not be completed as of now, not without a miracle. No rescue had been planned because how conciveable was it for their mission to fail? Yet here she was now, nursing the burned shut wound on her side and feeling a sting with each step as her tails swung, brushing the one now vacant space. It's lost weight made it difficult for her to walk comfortably, and Calpernia gritted her teeth as her yellow eyes scanned the landscape.
She was on a jungle world where cities were behind walls, with no ship to fly off of this rock, no back up coming for her, and an injury that she was pretty sure could run the risk of infection if not treated in this place. Calpernia had only one word to describe her current predicament.
"Shavit..." she said through gritted teeth, spitting out the curse word as she forced herself to keep moving and keep breathing, two things that were starting to take more of her concentration to do.
Those were the words she had left the battlefield with initially, so proud that she had managed to escape and leaver her arrogant partner to his fate. His loss for daring to criticize her like he had, when she'd been doing her best to stall and strike. Calpernia had managed to evade her enemies and flee into the forest of Onderon, a feat that would normally be a good thing.
But, her mission could not be completed as of now, not without a miracle. No rescue had been planned because how conciveable was it for their mission to fail? Yet here she was now, nursing the burned shut wound on her side and feeling a sting with each step as her tails swung, brushing the one now vacant space. It's lost weight made it difficult for her to walk comfortably, and Calpernia gritted her teeth as her yellow eyes scanned the landscape.
She was on a jungle world where cities were behind walls, with no ship to fly off of this rock, no back up coming for her, and an injury that she was pretty sure could run the risk of infection if not treated in this place. Calpernia had only one word to describe her current predicament.
"Shavit..." she said through gritted teeth, spitting out the curse word as she forced herself to keep moving and keep breathing, two things that were starting to take more of her concentration to do.