forum Star Wars RP (Closed for now...)

Started April 22, 2018 by @Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy

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"What are you?" Wreyna asked, yawning quietly.

Winter looked up, not sure how to answer that question. She thought for a moment, and continued. "I'm a Hothian. We are people of the cold. I've always lived there, and it's always been a part of me. That's why I'm so cold. Ice is running through my veins. Elias and I are the last of our kind. The Empire wiped out the rest of our families… We have no one except each other. My eyes glow with the power of the ice, the brightest blue that you could ever want to see… My armor isn't like Elias'. His is rough and coarse, and salty, while my is fresh, and smooth, and even. It's difficult for me sometimes because I can't deal with heat, because it drains me… That's what makes me so special. I can deal with the coldest of things, but put me somewhere warm, I won't be able to function. You can say I'm an ice being. I live and breathe, but I am nothing but cold…" Winter looked down. She had told the child what she was scared to tell everyone else… She muttered to herself, "I'm nothing… I come from nothing but a broken life. I am nothing but a nobody from nowhere…"

Shiloh shifted and woke up. She looked at Kula with caring eyes. "Kula?"

Kula stirred briefly.

Winter had spoken the truth to a child. She was a no one, and Hoth was literally nowhere. Tears started to form in her eyes. She remembered, and tried to hide it from Wreyna, but a tear slid down her cheek before she could stop it… Memory, was the worst form of torture, because it didn't let up. It was just as vivid the day it happened, to years later…

Estelle quickly walked over to Wreyna and Winter. "Winter," she whispered, lifting her arm painfully and putting it around Winter's shoulders. She looked at Wreyna. "Winter had been through a lot of pain before, you have to understand that."

Winter quickly dried her eyes. "Estelle, it's fine. I mean, it's hard, and no one should have ever had gone through that, and here is little Wreyna, and she's been through so much more than me… How does a child still stay a child, and how do they retain their innocence? I was forced to grow up too fast… and I don't want this to happen to her…"

Estelle didn't know how to answer Winter. "Let's put Wreyna to bed," she whispered.

Wreyna had drifted off to sleep as the other girls were talking.

Winter was fine. She looked down on the sleeping for of Wreyna, and her heart melted. Just the thought of the day she had, made Winter cringe. She looked at Estelle. "Do you mind if I went to sleep? I did almost die today. I feel like I was run over by a herd of Banthas…"

"No, go ahead. You need rest," Estelle insisted.

Winter nodded back at Estelle, and collapsed on her bunk. She yawned, and settled in. She quickly fell into a deep, dreamless sleep…