Siriwook
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[takes place after rescue from Wasskah in thread http://starwarsrp.net/topic/99571-siriwook/#entry1445346but before finding a teacher in thread http://starwarsrp.net/topic/99917-wyaaaaaa-lemme-be-your-padawan-learner/#entry1445352]
All of this... for fruit?
Siriwook paced her cell. Locked in with other petty thieves and aware of their feelings toward wookiees, her nerves were raw. She'd only been locked up once before, in a much smaller cage, one she had been forced into by Trandoshan hunters during a raid of a wedding.
When she was abducted, she'd been carrying only a basket of flowers in which she'd hidden her favorite piece of jewelry, a headdress made specially for the wedding with beads made from stripped Wroshyr-tree seeds dipped and hardened in sap and polished like pearls. It was the only thing that remained from her childhood, and, now, it was locked in another room with all the other prisoner's possessions.
"Arrruuuugh! Ruuaruuugh! [Let me outta here! I'm hungry!]" she yelled as she slammed her ginger-furred fist on the metal frame of the cell door. With a little pride, and more embarrassment, she noted a slight dent in the metal of the frame. With this kind of metal, she had no doubt, she could break out, if she wanted. But there was no need to compound the innocent mistake she'd made in the food market with an intentionally-broken law. The odds were already against her as a wookiee, a fact her cell mates were all to eager to remind her of.
All of this... for fruit?
Siriwook paced her cell. Locked in with other petty thieves and aware of their feelings toward wookiees, her nerves were raw. She'd only been locked up once before, in a much smaller cage, one she had been forced into by Trandoshan hunters during a raid of a wedding.
When she was abducted, she'd been carrying only a basket of flowers in which she'd hidden her favorite piece of jewelry, a headdress made specially for the wedding with beads made from stripped Wroshyr-tree seeds dipped and hardened in sap and polished like pearls. It was the only thing that remained from her childhood, and, now, it was locked in another room with all the other prisoner's possessions.
"Arrruuuugh! Ruuaruuugh! [Let me outta here! I'm hungry!]" she yelled as she slammed her ginger-furred fist on the metal frame of the cell door. With a little pride, and more embarrassment, she noted a slight dent in the metal of the frame. With this kind of metal, she had no doubt, she could break out, if she wanted. But there was no need to compound the innocent mistake she'd made in the food market with an intentionally-broken law. The odds were already against her as a wookiee, a fact her cell mates were all to eager to remind her of.