Miss Blonde
Trying to be straight in a crooked Galaxy
The crystal mountains of Nam Chorios were beautiful to say least, the crystalline images reflected an image of a small figure wearing a hazmat suit. Ahead of the little suited figure were miles upon miles of crystal mountains that reached forward into the sky, they radiated and ejected millions of prisms into the air coating it like a laser light show at a rave. If you were to die this was what heaven would look like, the sheer colors the little suit was watching was indescribable.
Behind the hazmat suit two humanoid shaped droids stood carrying various gear on their back and large nets and bags to collect things in. They were prepared to get a job done and they came dressed to play.
"Let's get this done." The hazmat suit said in a soft famine voice.
The suit stepped forward and moved through the prisms of light like an angel parting the seas of light and color. Ahead of her was a small crystal path that would lead her to the destination she needed to be.
Behind the hazmat suit two humanoid shaped droids stood carrying various gear on their back and large nets and bags to collect things in. They were prepared to get a job done and they came dressed to play.
"Let's get this done." The hazmat suit said in a soft famine voice.
The suit stepped forward and moved through the prisms of light like an angel parting the seas of light and color. Ahead of her was a small crystal path that would lead her to the destination she needed to be.