Akaran Goddess
The hustle and bustle of Mos Eisley was a much welcomed change to the rolling dunes and quiet nights the crew had found themselves in for the previous months. Kimiko had even found a new pupil in none other than one of the locals. That first meeting and lesson had spurred her into leaving her exile and heading back to ORC space before attempting at her plans once again.
This happened to be their last agreed night in port in order to restock and relax before they departed. Ki found herself standing at the edge of the port in stoic silence, looking out over the landscape in thought. Nearby was a gathering place of sorts her companions had attempted to drag her into to no avail. But as she stood there, feeling about her, one thing, or one person, stood out to her more than the background noise of the port.
The slight breeze caused her tails to sway as she felt the presence grow closer to her, not with malicious intent...but that only caused her more concern...
[member="Akabane"]
This happened to be their last agreed night in port in order to restock and relax before they departed. Ki found herself standing at the edge of the port in stoic silence, looking out over the landscape in thought. Nearby was a gathering place of sorts her companions had attempted to drag her into to no avail. But as she stood there, feeling about her, one thing, or one person, stood out to her more than the background noise of the port.
The slight breeze caused her tails to sway as she felt the presence grow closer to her, not with malicious intent...but that only caused her more concern...
[member="Akabane"]