@ElderGod-Winter-The-Renegade-Legionnaire book
(Had a person call, need to babysit, will hopefully be back at 8:30)
(Had a person call, need to babysit, will hopefully be back at 8:30)
(Okay!)
"Ok," she took a breath. "So, I was this little Twi'lek girl living happily on Ryloth, right? My parents were never into being politically active at all, but I was very interested in one thing. Being a trained assassin. I wanted to be the one to kill Vader." She paused and let out a snarky laugh. "So I begged to get trained by this one Twi'lek - Ayon was her name. She taught me all I know. How to shoot a blaster, that using a knife in hand-to-hand combat it useless unless you know how to do it right… Yeah, so anyway my village, clan, pod - call it what you like - was attacked and everyone was captured except for me and a group of like… 3 others who were all out on patrol at the time. Ayon was in the group also. We got back and everyone was gone." Shiloh bit her lip, then continued. "My… my sister is my life force. I love her to the ends of the galaxy. When I found out that she was gone, I immediately wanted to go find her. Ayon took charge and made a plan. It required one of us to be the scout and go ahead to make sure that the area was clear. The scout wasn't supposed to fight in the battle. The scout was just an extra. Ayon knew my abilities, but she… she wouldn't let me fight. We attacked the thieves band as they were… were…" Shiloh gagged, stopping mid-sentence. She clutched her stomach and sighed heavily.
Winter's eyes widened, and she grabbed Shiloh's shoulders, because she looked like she was going to pass out. Winter hoped that her cold temperature would be enough to steady Shiloh, and enough to shock her back into reality, so she wouldn't have to live her past again. Winter had to do it almost every night. She didn't want anybody else to have to endure it.
(See you tomorrow!)
Shiloh swallowed and looked gratefully at Winter. She balefully continued. "They were… just beginning top kill them. My beautiful sister was marched to the platform, and I couldn't do nothing. I pulled out my blaster and shot all of them. All of the thieves. Not one survived. Ayon was so mad at me, though. And I had disappointed her. Somehow. I was the hero. I saved the day. That's how Ayon saw it. I was just trying to save my sister. I couldn't live with Ayon's glares. So I… I left. I left my beautiful sister, and that is what I regret the most every day of my life. I left her on the no good… I left her out of my own misery. There's nothing I want more than to be with her gin. Just for one day. I can't even remember her face. All I remember about her is her name. Kula." Shiloh buried her face in her hands. "I'm so selfish," she whispered.
(Gtg)
(Ok.)
(Good Morning! Anyone On?)
(I'm here! Is Shiloh's story ok?)
(Yeah. I really like it! It's my turn right?)
(Thanks! I think so. You or Lavender.)
Winter looked at Shiloh. "This isn't your fault. You are not selfish. You couldn't help this as much as I could help my people. We will help you find your sister, and Essar's family."
"Thank you," Shiloh smiled.
Essar nodded.
Winter laughed. "You're Welcome Shiloh. Anyway, I think I need to get back to our bunk. I need to get some form of sleep…"
Essar got up. "Me too."
Winter headed back to her bunk, feeling almost too tired to do anything else. She hoped that her nightmares wouldn't bother her tonight, and if they decided to show up, she didn't know who she could turn too…
Essar walked down the hall. Hi-5 was in her closet. Probably shut down for a bit. "G'night 5"
As Winter settled in for the night, she had a feeling that her dreams were going to be very good, or very vivid. She hoped for the first one.
Elias was drifting off into a restless sleep, when he heard Essar walk in. He could have cared less, but he did have enough energy left to say, "Goodnight Essar…"
"Night Elias." Essar laid down.
(gtg. See ya)
(Later!)
(Hey, Erudite you on?)
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