Arekk
The Flesh Of Fallen Angels
Lithios, Ethos City, The Meissa System
"She was beautiful. I hated her for making me feel this way."
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[member="Mira Rekali"]
"I could never forget."
The realization hit him like a shot at point blank range as he wasn't really expecting to see Mira ever again in his life, let alone see that she had been apparently living on Ethos City this entire time. His eyes weren't deceiving him like some other occasions, this was truly her and not a fragment of his imagination. There had been moments where Arekk couldn't differentiate right from wrong or real from fake though most of the time booze and anti-depressants were the cause for such effects.
"Here?" He asked her before setting the bags where she wanted them to be, eyes befalling on her weaponry as she brandished them for him to see. It had been a while since he had seen a lightsaber let alone used his own. "Seems you've adapted to the city pretty well."
To say that he didn't appreciate her greatly built athletic frame would be a lie, pearly blue pools fell on her from head to toes almost immediately without any sort of hesitation. He felt bad looking, of course, but couldn't help himself either. Call it a man's instinct or just Arekk being Arekk, whatever you wanted.
"How are you, Mira?"
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