Thyferra was a hot and humid planet, member of the Independent Systems Consortium. The planet was chosen by the ISC Refugee Agency as the place to where some of the survivors of the glassing of Firrerre were being relocated.
Being a member of the agency, Tristodd was overseeing the transportation of a group of Firrerreo. The young man was on a transport en route to Thyferra, thinking about what he saw and felt in Firrerre. So much destruction, he still couldn’t understand why the Sith did it. What made them bomb Firrerre? Was it only for the pleasure of seeing the suffering of other sentient beings? Perhaps his parents were right, the Force was dangerous. The Brentaalan wondered if he would become a monster due to his abilities.
His musings were interrupted by a member of the crew announcing that they had arrived in Thyferra. Tristodd started to feel anxious, it would be his first time in an official mission of the Refugee Agency. The young man knew that a high ranking member of the ISC would be there to meet the refugees. He needed to make a good impression or his parents would be furious again, the last thing that he wanted was his father slapping him in the face again. The man even bought new clothes for the occasion. He was using a tight blue cavalier vest over a black dress shirt and dark blue skinny pants.
While the transport started to descend on the planet, Tristodd felt his anxiety growing. He pulled his exercise balls from his pants’ pocket and started to rotate them in his right hand. The Brentaalan knew that he could speak properly with any member of the ISC, except President Thorne. Even thinking about the man made him blush. But of course Emryc would not be there, the President is a very busy person. This thought made him calm down.
When the ship finally landed, Tristodd got up from his seat and began to help the refugees prepare to leave it. They suffered so much and lost everything. He hoped that this moment would the beginning of better lives for them.
@Sreeya
Being a member of the agency, Tristodd was overseeing the transportation of a group of Firrerreo. The young man was on a transport en route to Thyferra, thinking about what he saw and felt in Firrerre. So much destruction, he still couldn’t understand why the Sith did it. What made them bomb Firrerre? Was it only for the pleasure of seeing the suffering of other sentient beings? Perhaps his parents were right, the Force was dangerous. The Brentaalan wondered if he would become a monster due to his abilities.
His musings were interrupted by a member of the crew announcing that they had arrived in Thyferra. Tristodd started to feel anxious, it would be his first time in an official mission of the Refugee Agency. The young man knew that a high ranking member of the ISC would be there to meet the refugees. He needed to make a good impression or his parents would be furious again, the last thing that he wanted was his father slapping him in the face again. The man even bought new clothes for the occasion. He was using a tight blue cavalier vest over a black dress shirt and dark blue skinny pants.
While the transport started to descend on the planet, Tristodd felt his anxiety growing. He pulled his exercise balls from his pants’ pocket and started to rotate them in his right hand. The Brentaalan knew that he could speak properly with any member of the ISC, except President Thorne. Even thinking about the man made him blush. But of course Emryc would not be there, the President is a very busy person. This thought made him calm down.
When the ship finally landed, Tristodd got up from his seat and began to help the refugees prepare to leave it. They suffered so much and lost everything. He hoped that this moment would the beginning of better lives for them.
@Sreeya
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