Coruscant
What a planet, I would say... But it's not a compliment. I have always hated the planet, that's why. Haliburtons weren't born for something like that. Nor were Zambranos, so I don't belong here with either of my families. But I still feel the need to come and look at it once in a while. We lived here for years, here was the powerful Jedi Order. Now it's not here anymore. It's all over.
The Sith have come back, indeed.
I can sense the presence of the Dark Side of the Force, and it is powerful. Evil has set its roots into this planet and it does not seem quite easy to get rid of it.
But why would I want that?
Eve was just walking around the place, stopping at some shops or signs, looking at them, and sighing. Her memories of this place were not that good to be reminded, not even once in a while. She truly hated this planet for what it had become. Not because Sith had taken it, but because of the fact that her own old family preferred the planet which was not their true home.
They think they are more fit for this kind of... ecumenopolis...
She was furious, one could have seen it from her face. But that didn't stop anybody near her from feeling good. Not all did feel good, but they weren't full of hatred or sadness, so they were feeling quite good, right?
Pfft...
Stopping at a bar's door, she thought whether she should enter the building or not.
But she did. After some moments of thinking. It was not a luxurious bar, nor was it a low-class cantina, it was something between them. High-middle class, maybe? She saw no criminal-looking people inside, but it was definitely nothing a noble would enjoy, so it had to be a middle-class bar.
"One Tequila, please!" she said after reaching the bar area. The barman started preparing her drink immediately. Now Eve only had to wait.
Or maybe use some little mind tricks on people? Because that's what she loved to do.
[member="Jared Ovmar"]
What a planet, I would say... But it's not a compliment. I have always hated the planet, that's why. Haliburtons weren't born for something like that. Nor were Zambranos, so I don't belong here with either of my families. But I still feel the need to come and look at it once in a while. We lived here for years, here was the powerful Jedi Order. Now it's not here anymore. It's all over.
The Sith have come back, indeed.
I can sense the presence of the Dark Side of the Force, and it is powerful. Evil has set its roots into this planet and it does not seem quite easy to get rid of it.
But why would I want that?
Eve was just walking around the place, stopping at some shops or signs, looking at them, and sighing. Her memories of this place were not that good to be reminded, not even once in a while. She truly hated this planet for what it had become. Not because Sith had taken it, but because of the fact that her own old family preferred the planet which was not their true home.
They think they are more fit for this kind of... ecumenopolis...
She was furious, one could have seen it from her face. But that didn't stop anybody near her from feeling good. Not all did feel good, but they weren't full of hatred or sadness, so they were feeling quite good, right?
Pfft...
Stopping at a bar's door, she thought whether she should enter the building or not.
But she did. After some moments of thinking. It was not a luxurious bar, nor was it a low-class cantina, it was something between them. High-middle class, maybe? She saw no criminal-looking people inside, but it was definitely nothing a noble would enjoy, so it had to be a middle-class bar.
"One Tequila, please!" she said after reaching the bar area. The barman started preparing her drink immediately. Now Eve only had to wait.
Or maybe use some little mind tricks on people? Because that's what she loved to do.
[member="Jared Ovmar"]
