[member="Seo Linn"]
It was at that time while the two conversed and the room grew slightly darker as night fell outside to make it so that. If not for the glowstick and light either one brought along that they could have very well been engulfed by mostly darkness. With nothing more than the glow of the light of the pale moon show shine thru the broken porthole where the beast clawed paw broke thru earlier. Leaving behind nothing less than pieces of broken glass shard in its wake...leaving as quickly they came.
At which time with the lull in all the earlier excitement all but seem dissipated and soon replace by something else. To which left to their own device as the faint cooler wind blew thru the open porthole. That the two converse and slowly but surely he finds himself somehow apparently lost for words in the beginning. Till he eventually finds and continues conversing with her ....sitting by her side unable to resist the thought of leaning close to her. As the cool air swept to brush lightly upon his slightly exposed back now although still somewhat injured. Were all but patch up by her at which time given the innate ability of his parentage it slowly began to heal. At the same time somewhat made it difficult for his reign in his emotion as much he wished so. For as humanly he appeared to be on the outside that the genetic influence or traits inherited from his maternal side remain. One which no less made him susceptible be prone slight bouts of an animal like behaviors or emotion if left unchecked. Which for the most part had been perhaps partly the reason he took on such dangerous tasks or mission like that of the supply run he was earlier on. As he turns in midst of the conversation with her seeing noticing the look in her eyes. Being as close she was now to him as continued on listen...
"You're not like the typical Jedi. What makes you different?"
To which in turn his gaze slightly away towards the ground before meeting gaze back into her eyes.
"Well for one I guess that much is true....am not like most typical Jedi in that I really didn't mean to nor wanted be one in the first place. Thought my mother was and knew it is a possibility if I've opted not to follow in my Father footstep. And be a guardian like him....but then again fate it seems she taught me enough that somehow survived this long as I had. Caught between a path of two worlds colliding in a way...being one yet never belonging to one side at any given point...."
At which time with the conversation wore on into the night that he then intentionally shift the topic to that of rest and idea of suggestion of taking shifts, If for nothing else but hope that in doing so not only could they both survive the night in light of the danger that lurks outside. But then again she gives him a small smile and turns slightly grab something from her bag again. Then walking over to the broken window, she hung some metal tools up over the opening. Once that was done, she walks back over to her bag and brought out a light cover. Which she lay spread down on the hard floor before motioned for him to approach as she spoke.
"I don't think they will be coming back and we both need rest. You are welcome to join me."
At which time thought unable to shake the slight hesitation he had Ronin no less complied. Approach her then come to sit by her side at first....as the light of his glowstick slowly flicker leaving but her light still slightly illuminate the cargo hold they were seeking shelter for the night. That for a moment being as close he was to her that the most part felt confident in a way. Give in to what he figured be merits of what she said. That for now they were safe and were in need of rest if they were to face the next day challenge. And so with a nod, he then came to lay by the light cover near her side...
It was at that time while the two conversed and the room grew slightly darker as night fell outside to make it so that. If not for the glowstick and light either one brought along that they could have very well been engulfed by mostly darkness. With nothing more than the glow of the light of the pale moon show shine thru the broken porthole where the beast clawed paw broke thru earlier. Leaving behind nothing less than pieces of broken glass shard in its wake...leaving as quickly they came.
At which time with the lull in all the earlier excitement all but seem dissipated and soon replace by something else. To which left to their own device as the faint cooler wind blew thru the open porthole. That the two converse and slowly but surely he finds himself somehow apparently lost for words in the beginning. Till he eventually finds and continues conversing with her ....sitting by her side unable to resist the thought of leaning close to her. As the cool air swept to brush lightly upon his slightly exposed back now although still somewhat injured. Were all but patch up by her at which time given the innate ability of his parentage it slowly began to heal. At the same time somewhat made it difficult for his reign in his emotion as much he wished so. For as humanly he appeared to be on the outside that the genetic influence or traits inherited from his maternal side remain. One which no less made him susceptible be prone slight bouts of an animal like behaviors or emotion if left unchecked. Which for the most part had been perhaps partly the reason he took on such dangerous tasks or mission like that of the supply run he was earlier on. As he turns in midst of the conversation with her seeing noticing the look in her eyes. Being as close she was now to him as continued on listen...
"You're not like the typical Jedi. What makes you different?"
To which in turn his gaze slightly away towards the ground before meeting gaze back into her eyes.
"Well for one I guess that much is true....am not like most typical Jedi in that I really didn't mean to nor wanted be one in the first place. Thought my mother was and knew it is a possibility if I've opted not to follow in my Father footstep. And be a guardian like him....but then again fate it seems she taught me enough that somehow survived this long as I had. Caught between a path of two worlds colliding in a way...being one yet never belonging to one side at any given point...."
At which time with the conversation wore on into the night that he then intentionally shift the topic to that of rest and idea of suggestion of taking shifts, If for nothing else but hope that in doing so not only could they both survive the night in light of the danger that lurks outside. But then again she gives him a small smile and turns slightly grab something from her bag again. Then walking over to the broken window, she hung some metal tools up over the opening. Once that was done, she walks back over to her bag and brought out a light cover. Which she lay spread down on the hard floor before motioned for him to approach as she spoke.
"I don't think they will be coming back and we both need rest. You are welcome to join me."
At which time thought unable to shake the slight hesitation he had Ronin no less complied. Approach her then come to sit by her side at first....as the light of his glowstick slowly flicker leaving but her light still slightly illuminate the cargo hold they were seeking shelter for the night. That for a moment being as close he was to her that the most part felt confident in a way. Give in to what he figured be merits of what she said. That for now they were safe and were in need of rest if they were to face the next day challenge. And so with a nod, he then came to lay by the light cover near her side...