Saffron
Deceased
@Jared Ovmar
"But your path in life is not mine to disclose," she added, sliding down her hand with his to give his hand a gentle caress. The young woman swung her smokey topaz gaze over towards the various holo-screens. Lips pressed slightly and curved upward.
"I am reviewing the journal entries for Corellia," Saffron explained, slipping from his grasp to be able to fully elaborate.
"There is still much to be done with the reconstruction," she'd add, a single hand coming up to bring up the main codex entry for the broken world, bathing them in the pale green glow of the screen.
Carefully, she took hold of the solid-state hologram and swung it around, allowing the solid-state hologram of the cracked world to bloom between them.
"Terraforming can only do so much. It will be decades... maybe a century, before Corellia may see the rolling hills and valleys it used to have." there was a measure of melancholy in that.
"We've been cataloging all we can..." a slow blink, and her delicate profile would turn to the former Lord of the Fringe.
"But then again, with Iron Crown constructing its own Citadel, I am sure you are aware of the difficulties that may lie ahead."
"A Companion is a pillar of discretion," Saffron said quietly, but the soft nuance of her smile told more. "But your path in life is not mine to disclose," she added, sliding down her hand with his to give his hand a gentle caress. The young woman swung her smokey topaz gaze over towards the various holo-screens. Lips pressed slightly and curved upward.
"I am reviewing the journal entries for Corellia," Saffron explained, slipping from his grasp to be able to fully elaborate.
"There is still much to be done with the reconstruction," she'd add, a single hand coming up to bring up the main codex entry for the broken world, bathing them in the pale green glow of the screen.
Carefully, she took hold of the solid-state hologram and swung it around, allowing the solid-state hologram of the cracked world to bloom between them.
"Terraforming can only do so much. It will be decades... maybe a century, before Corellia may see the rolling hills and valleys it used to have." there was a measure of melancholy in that.
"We've been cataloging all we can..." a slow blink, and her delicate profile would turn to the former Lord of the Fringe.
"But then again, with Iron Crown constructing its own Citadel, I am sure you are aware of the difficulties that may lie ahead."