Private Learning to wind one's neck in

[Makko Vyres]

"Yeah, I'm trying. Just maybe thinking a bit too much. It's not my strong suit," he laughed.

"And it's a bit shit, me putting any of that on you."

He might have remarked on what his own family had been to him, but given what he had just said he chose not to.

"You handled yourself pretty good. Took me about two months before I could block a single drone shot."

 

[Colette]

Makko Vyres

"Thanks." Colette said and took the compliment for what it was. "I have been focusing a lot on defense. Ironically enough."

"Look, I come from a society of what others out here call 'pacifists'. This whole violent galaxy is set up against me, but I refuse to let it change who I am at my core. I won't be able to avoid violence, but that doesn't mean it won't affect me."

"Defense is the closest I get to not using violence." She hesitated for a moment. "I killed a man on a mission with Valery. A bad man, but… That wasn't my life to take."

"That was why I froze up when you killed the weequay."

 

[Makko Vyres]

"It's not a good thing, to kill a person," Makko said.

Such an obvious thing to say. The ship shuddered as it lifted off from the space dock. They would be heading to meeting the Alliance Star Dreadnought for the medical facilities.

"Sounds like a pretty good way of thinking about it. I got to the point where I can stop those feelings really hitting me when I have to take that kind of decision. It's not nice though. I think its important you think about, feel and accept the regret afterwards. Otherwise you're just...unfeeling. Guess that would be almost as bad as a Sith enjoying killing."

 

[Colette]

Makko Vyres

There was a moment of visible discomfort on Colette as the ship kicked off the ground. Had it lasted for a second longer she might just have retched as they went. Her stomach hated everything about space travel and her mind dreaded the sight of the void of the blackest sea. There was no life here, no natural means of getting to this place. It felt so antithetical to everything she believed, but alas,

"Yeah." She spoke through her queasiness and put a hand on her seat. "Sorry, I need to… Be anywhere else right now."

"Call me when the ship reaches that dreadnought?" She groaned. "Thanks."

The kid stumbled over and away to find a dark room to collect her thoughts. She'd most likely have to address this problem sooner or later.

Nah.