Ke Pasa
Blood Carver - Hunter
- Joined
- Dec 7, 2019
- Messages
- 21
- Reaction score
- 13
@Reyn,
The tall alien paused in the doorway, looking at the passing Republic naval officer for a moment and then the doorway the young Bothan leaves through even as it closes. Eventually, hearing Eoto's words, Ke Pasa turned to look to him and nodded at the invitation, stepping over in his direction.
"I guess we are both tough-er than we look."
Ke Pasa croaked out, his words still hoarse and strained, although much better than at those final moments before the Terentatek was slain. He listened to Eoto's plans for a peaceful death as the Blood Carver slipped into the offered seat, looking over the vista as well.
"I am, soon. I have come to say thank you and good-bye."
He confirmed, turning away from the view to glance at Eoto,
"The trophy is secured, we will be lee-ving soon. Direct coo-rse to my home planet. No offense but unless you come to my planet, I hope this is last Life Day we spend together."
Ke Pasa quipped out in a grunt, his golden chitinous snout twisting to look back over the vista,
"Even if they try to turn me away because the trophy is too big, too pride-ful, I am not leaving my home this time. Perhaps one day our chil-dren will meet instead, or their children, and have their own adven-tures. But for me, this is enough."
He agreed with Eoto's previous sentiment about finally retiring and getting some rest for once. The conversation about the future generations reminding Ke Pasa about something.
"Republic oo-ficer, high rank."
The Blood Carver hummed out, sounding out an observation that skirted the line of a compliment, although not left without a proper criticism,
"He should be wary or the post can turn him soft."
The tall alien paused in the doorway, looking at the passing Republic naval officer for a moment and then the doorway the young Bothan leaves through even as it closes. Eventually, hearing Eoto's words, Ke Pasa turned to look to him and nodded at the invitation, stepping over in his direction.
"I guess we are both tough-er than we look."
Ke Pasa croaked out, his words still hoarse and strained, although much better than at those final moments before the Terentatek was slain. He listened to Eoto's plans for a peaceful death as the Blood Carver slipped into the offered seat, looking over the vista as well.
"I am, soon. I have come to say thank you and good-bye."
He confirmed, turning away from the view to glance at Eoto,
"The trophy is secured, we will be lee-ving soon. Direct coo-rse to my home planet. No offense but unless you come to my planet, I hope this is last Life Day we spend together."
Ke Pasa quipped out in a grunt, his golden chitinous snout twisting to look back over the vista,
"Even if they try to turn me away because the trophy is too big, too pride-ful, I am not leaving my home this time. Perhaps one day our chil-dren will meet instead, or their children, and have their own adven-tures. But for me, this is enough."
He agreed with Eoto's previous sentiment about finally retiring and getting some rest for once. The conversation about the future generations reminding Ke Pasa about something.
"Republic oo-ficer, high rank."
The Blood Carver hummed out, sounding out an observation that skirted the line of a compliment, although not left without a proper criticism,
"He should be wary or the post can turn him soft."