The Doctor
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The Prakith Cathedral
09:27
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*This is a social thread, Exiles only, death disabled PvP if it (somehow) gets to that point*
Having grown up on worlds like Jakku and Ossus, and frequented places like Ilum and Serenno, The Doctor had certainly been used to open spaces and long walks. She often found it quite exhilarating to take a little hike up a hill, or surf on sand dunes, they were quite the exhilarating little distraction. She always did that when she didn't have a blasted apart Jedi to patch up, it helped remind her of how beautiful the Galaxy could be and why she fought so hard with the Jedi to protect it. She let out a small sigh as those memories resurfaced, different outlook from a different lifetime, but still fond memories nonetheless of a good time, a simpler time. It was a time before her eyes had been opened and she saw the cosmos for what it really was, and the Jedi for who they truly were, but now she could see, and despite the sorrow it brought with it, she was happy and content on this new path. It was true that her old friends were now enemies, but she knew that once she had gathered enough strength and allies, she would be able to return to them and show them the way...but she digressed.
Of all the hikes and expeditions and long walks she took, there was one particular piece of terrain she hated more than anything: KRIFFING MOUNTAINS!!! And lo and behold! Here she was trying to scale a very steep mountain to get where she needed to go, and with a dang hangover no less! She truly cherished Malthazar's company as a friend and staunch ally, but his choice of Licqeur was dangerous, and she was never going on a booze fueled party night with him again, slow romantic and vulnerable dancing be damned. She had almost torn her coat and clothes at least 10 times as she scaled the rockface, completely oblivious to the path a few metres from her position until she finally reached the top, rolling over the ledge and coming to a rest on her back, panting and puffing like a womp rat who just outran a T-16 Test Run. All she could do as she saw the path and her eyes followed it down was sigh softly and let her head fall back to the floor, letting out a high pitched scream of anguish that she immediately backpedeled from as it scraped through her ear drums.
"Never again, never getting drunk with Mal again." She muttered softly, dragging herself to her feet. Levi had given her the summons a while back, but she had sent words ahead...hopefully there was no sniper waiting to give her a love tap at 600 yards, or an evil clown waiting to blow a horn in her ear. "Levi! It's me, lemme in! It's waaaay too bright out here...and bring some aspirin!"
Of all the hikes and expeditions and long walks she took, there was one particular piece of terrain she hated more than anything: KRIFFING MOUNTAINS!!! And lo and behold! Here she was trying to scale a very steep mountain to get where she needed to go, and with a dang hangover no less! She truly cherished Malthazar's company as a friend and staunch ally, but his choice of Licqeur was dangerous, and she was never going on a booze fueled party night with him again, slow romantic and vulnerable dancing be damned. She had almost torn her coat and clothes at least 10 times as she scaled the rockface, completely oblivious to the path a few metres from her position until she finally reached the top, rolling over the ledge and coming to a rest on her back, panting and puffing like a womp rat who just outran a T-16 Test Run. All she could do as she saw the path and her eyes followed it down was sigh softly and let her head fall back to the floor, letting out a high pitched scream of anguish that she immediately backpedeled from as it scraped through her ear drums.
"Never again, never getting drunk with Mal again." She muttered softly, dragging herself to her feet. Levi had given her the summons a while back, but she had sent words ahead...hopefully there was no sniper waiting to give her a love tap at 600 yards, or an evil clown waiting to blow a horn in her ear. "Levi! It's me, lemme in! It's waaaay too bright out here...and bring some aspirin!"
@Deviant