ZabrakBustati
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Feb 22, 2016
- Messages
- 192
- Reaction score
- 43
Bustati's nostrils flared as an ever so familiar sent seemed to fill the air around her. A scent that encompassed home. A scent that spoke if kinfolk. No matter how distant and irrelevant to her blood-wise, she knew another Zabrak from Iridonia was around. Instinct led her to investigate, look around, indulge her curiosity. She moved down one hall turned down a corridor and before long her amber orbs were taking in a lean Zabrak male whose muscles seemed to tense and pulse as he displayed extraordinary balance, moving about the training room with fluid grace and ease. Indeed he was something to envy if not admire.
So here she stood at around 5'6, propping herself up by her mechanical leg as she ever slightly leaned against the large door. She was dressed in simple acolyte robes, fingers ever slightly grasping the door as her crimson cheek with black tendrils of ink rested against it. Her eyes flickered over him, reading him like a book, as their tattoos often said so much. No doubt she seemed in a trance as the acrobat moved about not seeming to care if he picked on her own scent, which no doubt through the pheromones he could tell there was a hint of instinctual attraction towards him, as anyone would have in being reunited with one of their own species. After all Zabrak were never meant to be loners. Clanship and the kinship that came with it was large part of their culture.
So here she stood at around 5'6, propping herself up by her mechanical leg as she ever slightly leaned against the large door. She was dressed in simple acolyte robes, fingers ever slightly grasping the door as her crimson cheek with black tendrils of ink rested against it. Her eyes flickered over him, reading him like a book, as their tattoos often said so much. No doubt she seemed in a trance as the acrobat moved about not seeming to care if he picked on her own scent, which no doubt through the pheromones he could tell there was a hint of instinctual attraction towards him, as anyone would have in being reunited with one of their own species. After all Zabrak were never meant to be loners. Clanship and the kinship that came with it was large part of their culture.