At first, all Mir was able to do in response to Cairo’s story was roll her eyes as she shone her light along the floor ahead of her. Of course ghosts weren’t real! They were nothing more than tall tales told by parents to keep misbehaving children in line or to scare people away from something...
A smirk played it’s way onto Miraj’s lips as she regarded Cairo, carefully placing her notepad back into her knapsack. He seemed an innocent enough sort so perhaps his company wouldn’t be the worst thing. Of course, she also wasn’t entirely keen on sharing anything within but that was a subject...
Having spent less than a week on Dromund Kaas, Miraj was already on the move. Only the ambitious thrived here and with no intention on returning to the life of a wanderer, she knew better than to waste any time. The first three days had been spent in the libraries of the academy, pouring over...