Linna Beorht
Character
“And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy…”
Linna set down her bags and kept on humming the old song as she flopped on the bed. No stranger to long hyperflights, she’d packed light, but the Star Tours line to Hoth had worn her out. The sonic shower could wait; so could the whirlpool and the sauna and the hoverski slopes.
“And I, I know, I’m one…”
Not that long ago, she’d have taken this interlude to take a pill or two. Despite a successful stint in rehab, the old habit made her reach for her purse. She put it aside before she remembered there was no dex or glitterstim inside, and that was something of a proud moment. Her hands tightened, not quite enough to crack a nail veneer. She closed her eyes and did her level best to relax.
Like any high-end resort, this one offered comprehensive soundproofing and almost delivered. The resort lived and died by the Star Tours route. Behind the silence, Linna heard the bumps and chatter and rushing taps of a starliner’s worth of passengers moving into their rooms.
Linna set down her bags and kept on humming the old song as she flopped on the bed. No stranger to long hyperflights, she’d packed light, but the Star Tours line to Hoth had worn her out. The sonic shower could wait; so could the whirlpool and the sauna and the hoverski slopes.
“And I, I know, I’m one…”
Not that long ago, she’d have taken this interlude to take a pill or two. Despite a successful stint in rehab, the old habit made her reach for her purse. She put it aside before she remembered there was no dex or glitterstim inside, and that was something of a proud moment. Her hands tightened, not quite enough to crack a nail veneer. She closed her eyes and did her level best to relax.
Like any high-end resort, this one offered comprehensive soundproofing and almost delivered. The resort lived and died by the Star Tours route. Behind the silence, Linna heard the bumps and chatter and rushing taps of a starliner’s worth of passengers moving into their rooms.