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Tatooine sucked. No one was going to convince Alana otherwise. Taking a drag of a death stick, she let the sensation fill her head, the numbness at the edge of her fingers sweeping down to her toes. With stuff like this, it was pretty easy to beat the heat, least that's what she thought. Sitting at the edge of Mos Espa, she could only hope her 'partner' was going to show up on time. After all the last lecture her 'father' had given her she was trying to get better at 'playing nice' with others. Emphasis on the trying part, but that's why she had the death sticks to make her more 'approachable'.
In reality she just couldn't feel the sun beatting down on her. She had thrown a poncho over her shoulder and head to try and prevent a 3rd degree sunburn, but given this was the sand furnace of the galaxy, she wasn't getting out of this scott-free. She wished Marzia was here instead, least she could have the joy of tormenting her sister. Turning her head upward, Alana could really feel the drug start to do its work, as an array of colors exploded across the sky, turning the boring blues of the planet into a mirage of color. It brought a smile to the woman's lips, as she sat back onto the swoop bike she had rented. She giggled like an idiot, laying head head between the steering mechanism, taking another drag of a death stick as the sky began to change color once again, it was like looking at a kaleidoscope. Several passer bys gave the woman a curious glance, but seemed to move on, probably having had their fill on weirdos this evening. Alana was starting to forget why she was head, as the little light display going on before her seemed far more interesting than anything else right now.
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In reality she just couldn't feel the sun beatting down on her. She had thrown a poncho over her shoulder and head to try and prevent a 3rd degree sunburn, but given this was the sand furnace of the galaxy, she wasn't getting out of this scott-free. She wished Marzia was here instead, least she could have the joy of tormenting her sister. Turning her head upward, Alana could really feel the drug start to do its work, as an array of colors exploded across the sky, turning the boring blues of the planet into a mirage of color. It brought a smile to the woman's lips, as she sat back onto the swoop bike she had rented. She giggled like an idiot, laying head head between the steering mechanism, taking another drag of a death stick as the sky began to change color once again, it was like looking at a kaleidoscope. Several passer bys gave the woman a curious glance, but seemed to move on, probably having had their fill on weirdos this evening. Alana was starting to forget why she was head, as the little light display going on before her seemed far more interesting than anything else right now.
@Arclight