Per my new OP template, thread is death enabled. Looking for one other person for a thread involving some character development!
Terra had come back to Corellia and none of the memories were particularly fond. She'd grown up a nobody in the slums, but now she was returning as... well, as someone climbing the ladder to become someone. As her ship set down for its landing, she took a deep breath in to steady herself. She'd broken out of this place, and she wasn't even sure entirely what she was doing coming back here.
Frankly, if she were honest with herself, it was a little bit of everything. It was a hope of finding some answers about parents, it was a hope of perhaps liberating or recruiting some of the kids like her, it was the hope of getting some revenge for herself, maybe.
But then, that was years ago. Most of the gangbangers who had come after her gang were probably dead by now. It's not worth it, she told herself.
She shook her head and made her way out toward the streets where she had first grown up. It was all coming flooding back and she ran a hand over her face.
No place to start like mom's old apartment, she mumbled to herself.
Frankly, if she were honest with herself, it was a little bit of everything. It was a hope of finding some answers about parents, it was a hope of perhaps liberating or recruiting some of the kids like her, it was the hope of getting some revenge for herself, maybe.
But then, that was years ago. Most of the gangbangers who had come after her gang were probably dead by now. It's not worth it, she told herself.
She shook her head and made her way out toward the streets where she had first grown up. It was all coming flooding back and she ran a hand over her face.
No place to start like mom's old apartment, she mumbled to herself.