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Theed
Nov 17, 2017 20:31:23 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Nov 17, 2017 20:31:23 GMT -8
mma...jus resst ma eyes a mom...
*Sin's eyes flutter, and her pauses become longer between words. She didn't even notice Tanara's hand placed over her. It was far too quickly the young woman was passed right out on the bed. Soon the exhaustion and drunkenness take her to a deep slumber that wouldn't be roused til morning.
Light was now streaming through the window's shutters, Sin groans softly, she hadn't opened her eyes, her head hurt. She couldn't remember where she was or how she'd gotten here. She frowns, realizing she was in bed, but she wasn't alone. She was scared to open her eyes or move. She felt that she was cuddled up behind someone, she felt the backside pressed in against her, and realized her arm was drapped over the person's waist, curled up to each other apparently spooned together. What happened last night? Where was she? She remembered drinking with Tanara. That thought lead to the realization she was snuggled up to a woman. The woman in front of her had taken that moment to stir a little bit, causing the Tanara's lekku to brush up against her lips gently. She gasps softly, jumping a bit.
It was at that moment also she heard a comlink going off and Adi's voice emit from it. Code Red? They had codes? Drills? They had drills? She bolted upright. First order? Sithspit. UGH. Her head pounded. Sitting up that quick was not a good idea. She groans softly. But she leaned over the Twi'lek woman. She reached out and gave her shoulder a gently shake to make sure she was awake. Trying to will her cheeks to stop blushing, hoping that what happened wasn't realized by Tanara.*
Tanara... We gotta move. Wake up. Tanara.
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Theed
Nov 15, 2017 14:45:00 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Nov 15, 2017 14:45:00 GMT -8
*Sin stops and frowns as Tanara said they were on the first floor. She gasps in surprise at the young twi'leks hand finding an unexpected spot to rest her hand. She blushed a bit but it was soon repositioned to her shoulder.*
I..um.. you're..good...right...
*She turns to start back down those few steps, wrapping an arm around Tanara so they could support each other, accidentally her own hand found the other woman's butt. She blushed again and found the woman's waist instead.*
You my frien...we got have our backs. You mine. Me yours. Watch both.
*She leads Tanara to her room, with the twi'leks help in which room as apparently she didn't know which was her's. She opens the door and leads Tanara to the bed to help her lie down. As she did, she slipped and falls onto the bed as well. She broke into a fit of giggles at the fact.*
S..ssorry... leass... I didn' land on ya...
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Theed
Nov 13, 2017 21:06:35 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Nov 13, 2017 21:06:35 GMT -8
*Sin let out a surprised gasp and glared at the droid, who had earlier insulted her, and was now getting her all wet. She growls softly as she stares at the droid.*
You lookin... get di...dismantled?
*She bumps the droids foot with her own. She starts to get up. Thinking she should help Tanara, who seemed worse off then her, how'd that happen. She was supposedly watching her. She looks up in time to see a woman help her up. She didn't say no, but she looks up at her.*
Thank..ie. I'm fine... Just grumpy at the... Loki's...how...two...
*She looks at Tanara and smiles at her. Looping an arm through hers and decides they needed some sleep. Starting to lead her up the stairs to her room, not knowing where Tanara's was. She was stumbling a bit, but at least able to keep her feet. It would take them more then one attempt she was sure. Sin, making sure Tanara doesn't fall.*
You... been fun.. Nice..friend..
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Theed
Aug 30, 2017 16:18:29 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Aug 30, 2017 16:18:29 GMT -8
*Sin frowns more. No. She wasn't seeing double. There are two... Or maybe she's out and this is some messed up dream. They both said different things to her. She frowns, getting a cross look on her face.*
Choose or die? You wouldna break an oathes. Thatss no you at all. Stops this nonesense and apolo---
*In her drunkenness, she stumbled, trips, and hits on one of the zabraks large elbows, stumbles back and leans on the wall, dazed, she slides down to sit against the ground leaning on the wall. Her vision swirled and the area spun. She even dropped the bottle of Tihaar she'd carried with her.*
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Theed
Aug 15, 2017 20:49:00 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Aug 15, 2017 20:49:00 GMT -8
*Sin frowned at the droid again, and then hears louder noises from outside their table. She starts to get up so she can see easier, rather then just peering around a corner like the twi'lek did. Shd slides around the droid, trailing a hand on its domed head, her hand grazing the head of the twi'lek as she kept stepping forwards to see what the commotion was. She seen alot of their friends, and... Zalor. She was mad at him. She makes a be right back motion to Tanara as she walked up towards Loki, staggering a bit this way and that as she did. She bumped more then one table and saying apologies, even if no one occupied the table she bumped. She stopped near to where Loki and them were, her hands on her narrow waist.*
Do you...
*She stopped a moment, frowning as she looked from one Loki to another. Her one hand moving up to point from one to the other, her other remained on her hip which jutted to one side.*
Do you... Which... You... Mind. Me new frien an me are tryin drink in peace.
*Her frown burrowed further as she looked back at Tanara and gives a shrug and shakes her head at her.*
I think.. May be intoximicated.... I see double Lokis...
*She looked back at Loki and tries to jab him in the chest, but aims between the distance between the two Loki's, still feeling triumphant about it.*
Whichever ones you.. I ain scared to lay down a Nightsister butt who-... I'm going sit. You shhs.
*She grumbles some Mando'a words, too slured to really be translated as she turned back in the direction of Tanara.*
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Theed
Jul 7, 2017 18:29:15 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Jul 7, 2017 18:29:15 GMT -8
Aliit ori'shya tal'din. Mother would always say.
*She smiles more as she kept drinking. But the droid that was tootling about in its binary language. She shakes her head at it, she had no idea what it was saying. She sighs deeply as she pokes it gently with a finger, or at least she thought it was gentle.*
I dun know what cho sayin... But it sounds like you don like me.
*She eyes the droid suspiously a moment, not sure what to make of the droid at the moment. She wasn't in the right state of mind to deal with it, or much less anyone else. She grumbles as Tanara mentioned Zalor. She glares the direction she last seen him then returns to her mug.*
We don needs him. Mir'osik.
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Theed
May 27, 2017 8:34:37 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on May 27, 2017 8:34:37 GMT -8
*Sin smiles as Tanara returned, as she set the bottles down, Sin had tried to grab one, but was just out of her grasp. She looked up at Tanara as she insisted upon finishing the drab water first. So boring in contrast to the flavour of the Tihaar. She wasn't long in finishing off the last of the water upon hearing that.*
Happy?
*Sin looks over the glass at Tanara and again makes a grab for the bottle setting the glass upside down on the table. She happened to look over and see Zalor every now and then glancing there way from where he talked to some other being. Maybe Jet'aii were like mother said, maybe Raven was just the exception. Judging no doubt. She went to get up, and nearly topples over the droid, managing to catch her self, using the droid as a balance point, as she sinks back into her seat, her gaze turning to a frown as she looks at the droid.*
What you doing shoort stop.
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Theed
May 23, 2017 20:33:35 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on May 23, 2017 20:33:35 GMT -8
Tomorrow. Who cares bout to'mrow.
*Sin waved her hand dismissively at the thought of the next day. Right now she had a drink in hand. Or no wait. It was empty. Kriff. She grumbled to herself. She eyed the drink of water she was given and starts to drink it anyways. She watched as Tanara walked off to speak to Zalor. Upon seeing that, she looked away. He was with Ryder and Jashin's supposed wife. Even if they were going to bed, she wanted nothing to do with them. And Zalor can have them.
She takes another drink stewing darkly in her corner by herself. The young echani stared at the tasteless colourless glass of water. Very boring. Now that Tihaar was good. She knew why her mother spoke highly of it. She hoped Tanara would bring back another bottle when she came.*
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Theed
May 15, 2017 21:03:24 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on May 15, 2017 21:03:24 GMT -8
*Later, Sin may think she was doing well for not having drank at all before in her life until a week ago, this being her second crack at it in that time. She takes another long drink, the bottle nearly emptied. Her steps not as straight as they were. She bumped into Tanara more then once along the way, the more she drank, the less words Tanara would recognize, not only because of a few slurs, but because it started to change from Mando'a, to words from the old language that Dathomir spells were written in. No she wasn't casting spells, but talking in this language and looking expectantly at Tanara as they walked along the darkened street. As they turned the last corner to the Inn, she leaned into Tanara, drapping an arm over the woman's shoulder she smiles broadly. She goes to speak, laughed, then shakes her head, and waved a hand dismissively behind them.*
Who needs em.
*She entered then into the inn, and the laughing stopped. She spotted Zalor and his new friends. She shakes her head and linked her arm through Tanara's and walked right on past, trying to be as serious and cold shoulder by him, trying very hard not to stumble or miss step. She sits heavily into a chair, and gripped her bottle tighter, finished it and sets it down heavily with a loud thud onto the table. She looked at Tanara.*
Shooold we has'nother?
*Her question containing less syllables then it should have, the young echani's eyes looked at Tanara, but didn't really see Tanara, it was like she was looking past the woman. She was still restless, her foot tapping though she didn't realize it.*
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Theed
May 12, 2017 21:34:27 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on May 12, 2017 21:34:27 GMT -8
*She watches the other being looked at her and turned away. In her haze, she didn't realize it was due to Tanara that the man left, and not her own intimidation. But with the liquid courage, she felt like she had done it on her own. She took another celebratory drink. She turned to the Lethan and thrust the bottle at her.*
Vode An! Pirur!
*She smiles broadly at their success. She slips an arm around the woman, taking the bottle back when the twi'lek was done with it. Taking more to drink herself. She started towards the door, almost with a stumble, but catches herself. She smiles again as she drinks. She looked at Tanara, then the nearly empty bottle. This stuff was better tasting then she'd thought. And went down easy. She jabbed a finger at the twi'lek's chest gently.*
Us girls. Bevik tome.
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Theed
May 11, 2017 15:54:45 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on May 11, 2017 15:54:45 GMT -8
*Sin had sat down, taking another drink from the bottle. She set it heavily down onto the table. Realizing just how painful it was to lift her arm. She frowns, reveling a moment in the pain, it was unlike her. She shakes her head gently and then grabbed at her shoulder, wrenching forwards at it, and the sickening cracks of the joint being pushed back into place sounded. It hurt, and she'd bit at her lip hard to not make a sound at it. She then had to do the same style of action to fix her other wrist. She hurt, but at least she'd gathered enough control to not charge at Jashin in her rage.
She returned to her drinking. She looks over the bottle at Tanara, she could do as she liked, she wasn't in the mindset to really care or worry what the woman did. She herself was going to sit here. She took another drink from her bottle, already feeling its effects, she wasn't a drinker, heck the only other time she'd tried was when Jashin had made her breakfast. It was then that a passerby bumped her arm causing her to miss and spill some on herself. She glares darkly at the man and curses him with vigor.*
Sur'ulur vaii gar cuyir slanar, Sheb'la.
*The tall man looked rather burly and turns to look at the young woman. THe little bit he knew of mando'a wasn't very good, but he could tell an insult when he saw one. He turned to face the little woman and snarls back at her.*
Sit down, Tiny woman.
*Sin growls at him, rising to her feet, the amount of liquid courage she'd consumed would make most things look like a good idea. She was small and had no built up tolerance. She stares darkly at the man, jabbing a finger into his chest.*
Ori luubid at hiibir a nu'nida dayn be gar ni ceta haaranovor.
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Post by Sinina Riso on May 10, 2017 20:49:47 GMT -8
*Sin continued to walk, not slowing down, not acknowledging Tanara for several blocks. She didn't even know what she wanted. She had tried to slow her breathing. To think of anything else, but the tug towards the dark pit of anger kept drawing her towards it. And she felt like her resistance to it was wearing on her. She needed to distance herself from the meeting place, as if she didn't she would turn on it and do something regrettable, more so then already done.
She still felt like she were burning alive. Her vision stil hazy. Even the second set of "eyes' visible still. She shakes her head gently, trying anything she could to clear her head. But it wasn't working. She looks up and around, and quickly turns, entering the nearest Inn, not even looking at the name. She went straight to the bar, and grabbed a bottle of Tihaar, much to the protest of said bartender. She opened the said bottle, and started to drink. She wandered off to find somewhere alone to sit down at, taking very frequent swigs from the large bottle. Her mother always talked wonders of the fluid, but to her it was not something she liked. But she drank anyways. Again from her lips comes another string of insults in the same Dathmiri language, only made clear who they were aimed at by the familiar "Jashin" that popped up in them.*
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Theed
May 9, 2017 15:38:54 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on May 9, 2017 15:38:54 GMT -8
*Sin had stopped and turned around, her rage still eating away inside her as she stared daggers at Jashin. She had thought they'd shared more then a few intimate moments, she'd kissed him more then once. She hadn't expected him to follow her customs at all, she knew better then that, but Jashin being the first she'd ever even heard of a Firrerreo he could have at least mentioned it to her before. Instead of blind siding her with this sort of information.
"Foolish," she would show him foolish. How foolish it was to cross one of the Riso blood line. Then the woman appeared, and instantly is spouting off about off worlders. Which only fueled her rage, it felt like the runes were searing her skin, in reality they didn't look any different then any other time they showed on her dark skin.
She closed her eyes, and shakes her head, even her head felt like she were being burned alive. She doesn't even hear as she lets out a sound that would sound more like an angry nexu then a small Echani woman. When her eyes opened they were red, even the sclera was red, and then something none of those present had seen before appeared, it looked like the runes but they were shaped like a second set of eyes that moved and "blinked" in mirror to her normal eyes.
With bound hands, she stretched her hands upwards, drawing the sheaths upwards in their sheaths, and when they got to the point that joints would normally not move past, she strained, popping joints out of place as needed, as the tips of the swords come out of the sheath, she turns them inwards, crossing the blades and pushing outwards, the binders proving not as strong as he beskar forged blades. It hurt alot, but she was so consumed by the rage, and anguish that she didn't even feel it. She stared at Jashin, before quickly looking at his wife and does a very unladylike thing. She spits at their feet rudely.*
You are not worth my time. Enjoy spending your days with a woman that looks like the back side of a Nerf that fell from a chtutla tree.
*It had taken every bit of will power she had to find her way through the darkness that was welling inside her to turn away after hissing her insult at him, then sheath her weapons again.. She didn't even think she had the control to walk away, but her feet started to walk away, she didn't look at or even acknowledge Zalor. She brushed past Tanara, unanswering the woman. As she did though, she did mutter a long string of insults this time in a language native to Dathomir. She kicked over a gonk droid that got in her way as she stalked away from the gathering.
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May 2, 2017 22:46:20 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on May 2, 2017 22:46:20 GMT -8
*Sin did not enjoy having her hands binded behind her head and crossed over each other as they were, but at the same time, hearing the satisfying crunch of Jakks nose beneath her boot made her lips curl into a feral smile, maybe he wouldn't think she was such a princess now. The young woman settling into a lower stance, ready to pounce again a low guttural growl emanating from her throat. Then she heard laugher, and she spun on Jashin, he was laughing, which only made her angrier. She still wanted to skin him alive, but between him and her, there was still a Zalor firmly in the way, and her hands behind her.
She doubted she could face a jedi on a good day no less bound, but her rage clouded mind couldn't see that fact. It was ready to charge through Zalor to Jashin behind. She could feel herself sinking deeper and deeper into the storm inside and she couldn't seem to stop herself, her body sank lower, every muscle in her body preparing for the pounce and strike to kill, much akin to a lioness about to strike the unsuspecting gazelle. And just as her body was about to spring into action, a hand gently falls onto her shoulder, all attention departed from Zalor as her body spins, the coiled energy in her legs releasing, her body coming back upwards, as if to headbutt the Twi'lek woman.
"Easy Girlfriend..."
The words catching her off guard, and for some unknown reason the errent headbutt never finished, the energy that was releasing sort of just fizzles out and Sin comes to a stop staring into Tanara's, her silver eyes almost seemed to look murky as though a cloud had drifted over them, and she stared, for a long moment. Her eyes closed, and she shakes her head slowly and the sound of metal is again heard, her hands still on the hilts, not really able to let go, lets them slide down back into the sheaths instead of their partly unsheathed state.
She turns on a heel, and walks towards Jashin, the high regal stride that he'd have first seen when they met on Naboo, as would the tone of her voice carry the accent of a High Nubian Noble, she rattled off the long title of her Guardians, and the last several generations as well.*
But, given such title as my Guardians carried. I am not considered a true noble, being not of a direct blood relation to them, thus marrying me off would not gain them any social advantage in the Court. So instead I was sent only to boring drabble of courses on Diplomatic Strategy. Diplomatic Camps. And such related boring sleep through it all and go home nonsense. Married...
*She turned back away from him again, her shoulders falling, her eyes closing again as she walked back towards Tanara, hips rolling, and her movements changed back down to more of a pirates stance then a Noble, and from her lips proceeded to spill a long list of insults that would make the slimiest of Hutts blush in embarassment, ending in one of her most common retorts.*
...Di'kut.
*Her head turns to fall on Zalor again. A silver eyebrow raised.*
I do believe you underestimate the things I can conjure.
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Post by Sinina Riso on Apr 29, 2017 21:51:27 GMT -8
*Sin had done what she could in attempts to calm Jashin and be as reassuring as she could. But there was alot of cursing, and alot of other things done and said that she thought would happen at this point. It was a long trip, and she hoped things would be cleared up when they got back to Naboo. She was weary, hadn't slept much and was frustrated by Jashin's refusal to just calm down for a while.
When the last fight broke out on the ramp, she shakes her head and starts to follow. Maybe just maybe he would listen and not kill Jakk. She jumped between Jashin and Jakk, but nothing ever came of the two's words, as Arctucus was there. And Jashin's focus switched to that of his Grandpa. She breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe at last an explanation would be given to Jashin. Maybe at last all of this could be over and things could finally calm down. She leaned against the base of the ramp and breathed a large sigh of relief.
She looked up to Jashin and Artucus watching and listening to their exchange. So far nothing had come up, then he mentions some name, that she'd never heard. But it was clear it meant something to Jashin. Then he said it. "Wife" Wife? It was like a fire exploded inside her. She felt hotter then she ever had, pushing off the hydraclic ramp cylinder she'd been leaning on, the runes on her skin flared to life. Her vision narrowed, and darkness roiled off her stronger then her own Aura ever before. But before she even took two steps, Zalor was between her and them.*
Out. Of. My. Way. I will skin the Sheb'la myself. Feed him piece by piece to Te'oma's Rancor. Then burn the pile of poodoo it turns him into.
*Through the rage she felt, and the powers of the runes she didn't understand, she felt like she couldn't even control her own body, taking another step forwards, her hands reached to her opposite shoulders to grab at the hilts of her and starts to draw them the sound of metal sliding along the sheaths ring in her ears. But before she can even do that... binders latched to her wrists. Jakk. The bastard. Her voice an animalistic snarl.*
Let me go. Now!
"No can do princess." Princess. It only served to feed the rage building inside her. She spun, moving to kick her left leg right at Jakk's face, they would not stop her. She would give him what for for leaving out such an important piece of information. Stringing her along. She would fight anyone who got in her way. And right now that was Jakk and Zalor.*
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Apr 24, 2017 21:44:31 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Apr 24, 2017 21:44:31 GMT -8
*Sinina watched Zalor a moment, listening to him speak. She could understand why it would bother them so, now that she wasn't in such an angry haze, or in a battle zone. She realized she'd been insensitive to their allies, which she did feel bad about. She would feel at an utter lose if the same had happened to her own homes. She couldn't imagine how she would feel. She wasn't good with using the force to read people, but she did feel the pain and hurt of the world, and she could feel it feed the darkness inside her, and it made the runes that were currently faded buzz with a soft warmth. She had found it extremely difficult to keep from completely losing control at many times during this excursion.
She sighs softly, not able to formulate the words to console Zalor, she looked down at Jashin, wanting this to be done with. Some probably asked why she were even interested in him. But when she was on Dathomir, she wanted to be part of the action, and fought for attention from her mother. Then she was sent to Naboo, further removed from action to be taught of diplomacy and politics, then she ran into Loki, and got to see adventure on Etti, then ran into Jashin, a rogueish man that did what he wanted when he wanted. And always seemed in trouble. Which is where action and adventure could be found. The idea that his kind were only attracted to their own kind, gave the kind of want what one can't have affect, increasing the appeal she found in him. She stroked his cheek gently, and looked back up at Zalor who seemed to be in conversation with someone. She decided best to not interfere with it.
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Post by Sinina Riso on Apr 23, 2017 19:36:54 GMT -8
*She shakes her head, rubbing at her temple as Jakk responds.*
My point being, dragging him around by his ankle isn't going to make him less hostile, more likely to have the opposite effect.
*She growls angerily, she runs her hand over Jashins head soothingly, she knew that he would heal quickly and fine, but that didn't make her feel any better about it, nor did think it best to treat anyone that way. She, unlike Jakk, wanted him to be as comfortable as possible, thus her sitting with his head rested on her lap, and the blanket she had put over him.
Then she felt the droid that was with Zalor bumping into her leg, and it hooted and whistled at her. She stares at the droid a moment in a bit of confusion, she had no idea what it was trying to say. She didn't speak droid, she wasn't even really fond of them to begin with. As it continued to beep and whistle insisantly she looks around quickly, going to get Zalor to call off his droid as it clearly wanted something. She see's him and frowns at him a moment. Having the time to at least not be completely angry, her expression did soften as she looked at him.*
Something wrong, Zalor?
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Garang
Apr 20, 2017 21:27:38 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Apr 20, 2017 21:27:38 GMT -8
Oh it's possible all right. Zalor was there. He knows what was said.
*She frowned to herself as he said numbers wouldn't matter.*
That's not my point... I am trying to say if you stopped running off to face your problems alone, maybe they wouldn't be so hard to deal with.
*She frowns, the sound of him was not behind her, and she realized he ducked off a different route. She sighs deeply, muttering mando'a curses under her breath. She sighs and takes off after him. She frowned as the route he'd taken lead him to the same hanger she had been heading into. She rushed into the hanger just in time to see Jashin hit the floor and watch their pilot start dragging him by the ankle.*
For the love of Kriff! Could you at least be respectful! Like come on. No wonder he doesn't like you. Dragging him by the ankle...
*She growls at Ryder and goes to pick up Jashin's shoulders, supporting his head and neck, so their rude "friend" wasn't dragging him along the ground like some carcass. The entire time her eyes narrowed at the man on the other end.
Once on board the ship, she would make sure that Jashin was at least in a comfortable spot, covered with a blanket, his head rested on her lap as he lay there, she wasn't going to leave his side from this point til he woke up, and they'd have to pry her away by her cold dead corpse to make her.*
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Post by Sinina Riso on Apr 20, 2017 4:48:30 GMT -8
*She had listened to him ramble and rant, on and on, not even moving as he leveled a blaster. She shakes her head and followed him, only when he mentioned forgiving him did dshe grab at his shoulder, try to turn him sideways and push him into the wall, pointing a finger in his face and growling at him.*
I have never met your father, I did meet an obnoxious old man that was full of insults. Oh by the way, imagine my disappointment when I finish your mission of finding a splicer, only to find you uncontactable, then this old man says he needs to speak with you and happens to know exactly everything you been up to. I thought it the easiest way to get you your splicer that you asked for.
I'm not some fluffy princess. My mother was a Sith Assassin, my sister rides a Bull Rancor. I am not scared, let them send an army after me. Would it not be better to handle it in numbers then by yourself?
*She hadn't noticed in her anger, how the clouds unnaturally gathered, darkened, and then she heard the cracks of lightning, and the ground shake. She shakes her head and closed her eyes, sighing deeply. She looks back up at him, the runes starting to glow softly. She jabs her finger in his chest.*
Forgive me? Maybe split the bottle, and I'll forgive you.
*She growled again, turning away and walking ahead of him listening for his next rant, she may not look like much, smaller then most, but she had a temper, and if he could sense the force, it was radiating off her, darkly, at that moment.*
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Post by Sinina Riso on Apr 19, 2017 19:34:21 GMT -8
*Sinina had had a few minor wounds, nothing serious, not like after Etti. She'd recieved some bacta patches, some stitches, and then came the "forced" rest. She didn't want to rest. She had to speak to Jashin, get this mess sorted. She spat and cursed at officers, smacked more then one. Eventually seeing they were going to be as stubborn as she was, she had laid down and rested, realizing finally she was far more tired than she had realized. Because in the last while, she'd been on the go so much, and things such a mess that even when she wasn't moving, she wasn't sleeping well. Her head had hit the pillow and she was out, dead to the world, for at least 12 hours.
Later when she finally rejoined the land of the living. She climb out of the bed she had found, and dragged her ass to the fresher. She was glad no one was there to witness, as zombies would have shown more ambition than she had on that trek. She spent the time, relaxing as the hot water cascaded over her, letting it wash away the stress of the past few weeks. It felt great, but she had to get going, so she exited and got dressed once more, throwing her hair up into a quick bun high on her head, she grabbed her things and went to find the others.
It seemed, finding Jashin, wouldn't be hard, as she'd already heard raised voices and argueing. She assumed that would be Jashin. She headed that direction, avoiding as much of the Alliance personall as she could manage. She really didn't want to deal with them. She rounded a corner where the arguement came from...Only to be stopped by two guards saying she wasn't allowed past. She sighed deeply and shakes her head, as she stepped in close to the trooper, her body almost touching his, her eyes never leaving his, batting her lashes at him, as her hand slipped around, easily snatching at his security pass.*
You must be mistaken.. You see... I have this right here...
*She says softly, as she brings her hand up and around, waving a security clearance pass quickly back and forth so it wasn't clear to make out. She turns in a slow circle around him, and walked slowly on by and into the room. She looked at the Pair of men inside, one Jashin, and the other man across from him. Leaning against the table, a small smile tugging at her lips.*
Its all done and good, Mr Bandigo, long as you're not trying to sneak away on us. We came through alot to try and find you.
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