forum Maybe a Star Wars Roleplay? (Open, bois, always open)

Started September 12, 2019 by Deleted user

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Angel nodded. "That should be it." He replied. "So. We can head out whenever you're ready."

"I am ready right now." He gave his new associate a pat on the shoulder, then headed for the front door, stepping over the tree dead bodies at their feet.

Angel nodded, and followed him calmly. "Alright." He replied, glancing around. He sighed softly, raking a hand through his hair.

Name: Esmala Nt'hos, she goes by Eme
Race: Not exactly sure
Home (planet, city): (I don't know specific planets or cities)
Looks: (This is what she looks like but I'll describe her as well: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b2/78/5c/b2785cb56c7ad72d3f3552445ec21b48.jpg) She has almost moss green hair, golden eyes, and pale green skin. Other than that, she looks mostly human, with her slightly pointy ears being the only other exception. She has her fair share of muscle, though it's distributed through her body so she looks strong without being too over the top.
Gender: Female
Age: about 17-19, she doesn't know her exact age
Occupation: Rebel, a pilot to be exact

It was an hour long walk through the underside of the planet-city, El'eye lugging around a bag easily over 50 pounds for its entire duration.
"Do you need a break?" he asked Angel about midway through the walk. "I can understand it's a long trek."

Angel shook his head. "No, I'm alright. But if you need to take a break, that's fine." He replied calmly. He didn't seem to have any trouble keeping pace with El'eye, his long legs covering ground easily.

"I just noticed the fact you had a damaged leg in the bar," he said, glancing over at Angel. "Didn't want to overwork you."

Angel nodded. "Oh. No, ah…my leg is fine. Thank you." He replied. To be honest, it was hurting a bit, but not enough that he needed to stop. He would be fine. He knew his limits, knew when he needed to stop.