Zion Mirtis
Sophie Gustav
Her room looked out to the open world before her. She enjoyed the view. The position of her seat allowed for a prefect breeze to comfort her old, withered skin. The sight offered a sign that life still had meaning. Yet she could see deeper than the surface. She'd seen something else she knew not many else would ever see. A sight only granted to her after going through the harshest of changes life and the force itself could offer.
In her quaters Darth Raven awaited the arrival of [member="Darth Praelior"] , her closest friend and companion among the Coveant of the Black Rose. She'd yet to see her after so long, but she recalled how she was there. She was with her when it happened. When the young and beautiful girl she was soon changed due to so much exposure from the Thought Bomb they'd discovered hidden deep on the surface of a planet. It had overwhelmed her and changed her forever. Now she was a withered old crone of her former self.
Many would have been broken from this and, in a way, Darth Raven was. She was now withered and possibly dying. Her mind was cracked and mangled, causing her to see hallucinations now-and-then. But somehow Raven still remaind. She still had her own mind, her own plans, and her own resolve. Though some wondered if this was the Thought Bomb's doing, or her own true self finally being unearthed.
In any case she sat and waited for the arrival of her Zeltron love. She'd not seen her since the incedent and pondered what she would think of her now.