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Lanna was once again met with the opportunity to explore a new planet. This time, the surface of Kuat. As always, she found a cheap place to stay, and watched out for people to chat with. She enjoyed making connections with people, so that she might one day see that person again. It always helped if se needed a favor, or vice versa. There was strength and security in numbers.
She was assigned to someone from the army that she had never met before. Which was fine. It was about time she faced the other members of the army. It wasn't as if they knew that she had been the cause of the battle of Coruscant. Well, that was bold. Something inside of her wanted to believe that even she couldn't have been the soul cause of such an event, for fear of arrogance. So she brushed it away and just let the guilt linger.
It put her in quite a foul mood. She didn't go out of her way to meet anybody new, nor did she put on an exterior of her usual openness, or inviting intrigue. Instead she sat at the small round table in the lobby of the hotel, with her cloak pulled over her messy hair. She clasped a warm drink between her hands, and glared off into space. She could have been even more annoying about it. She could have pitied herself. She had seen death on Coruscant, something most of the people around her could only imagine. She had also been useless. Or at least, it felt that way. Then again there was only so much you could do when ships were raining down bombs overhead, threatening to shatter the ground you were standing on.
And then there was Kira. The woman that dragged her into the mess. She had replayed the events with the apparent Sith Lord, over and over again in her mind, letting the thoughts grind away at her little by little. She trusted her. And it resulted with so many in danger. That was what she began to make herself believe.
Typically she was not so hard on herself. In fact, her conscience was typically clear. But this time was so terribly different.
Taking a sip of her hot tea, she faintly sensed another force user. Probably her new companion from the Army.
@Prudence
She was assigned to someone from the army that she had never met before. Which was fine. It was about time she faced the other members of the army. It wasn't as if they knew that she had been the cause of the battle of Coruscant. Well, that was bold. Something inside of her wanted to believe that even she couldn't have been the soul cause of such an event, for fear of arrogance. So she brushed it away and just let the guilt linger.
It put her in quite a foul mood. She didn't go out of her way to meet anybody new, nor did she put on an exterior of her usual openness, or inviting intrigue. Instead she sat at the small round table in the lobby of the hotel, with her cloak pulled over her messy hair. She clasped a warm drink between her hands, and glared off into space. She could have been even more annoying about it. She could have pitied herself. She had seen death on Coruscant, something most of the people around her could only imagine. She had also been useless. Or at least, it felt that way. Then again there was only so much you could do when ships were raining down bombs overhead, threatening to shatter the ground you were standing on.
And then there was Kira. The woman that dragged her into the mess. She had replayed the events with the apparent Sith Lord, over and over again in her mind, letting the thoughts grind away at her little by little. She trusted her. And it resulted with so many in danger. That was what she began to make herself believe.
Typically she was not so hard on herself. In fact, her conscience was typically clear. But this time was so terribly different.
Taking a sip of her hot tea, she faintly sensed another force user. Probably her new companion from the Army.
@Prudence