Lieutenant
The act fooled Vanja, and it fooled her good. The fear of death and loss was at the forefront of her thoughts, but even in the absence of that he might've fooled her.
His intricate and unusual speech pattern seemed to make his words all the more haunting. Fire engulfed her. Death came... But it could not be that simple. How could he know? Surely there must've been chaos. They must search through the rubble. No, he was too weak, he would be excused. She would. She had to.
"No, she's in there! I must save her! Quick, get help" the Twi'lek darted towards the wreckage in desperation and denial. Name were shouted. Tears shed, living barely visible rippling cracks down the ashen mask that painted her face.
He knew. Had she looked into his eyes, she would have known too. They were all dead. But Vanja did not look back, not yet. Only when the fires started to die down and it became undeniably clear that no one else had survived did she turn.
By then crews had appeared to help control and assess the damage. Vanja did not see them. All she saw through tear-blurred vision was the shape of [member="Tai Fa"] looking back at her, bloodied and battered himself. He stood like her only solace, even as she felt she had none.
The young twi'lek collapsed onto her knees. Her face buried deep within her palms. Only a feathered wing on her shoulder for comfort. They were all dead
His intricate and unusual speech pattern seemed to make his words all the more haunting. Fire engulfed her. Death came... But it could not be that simple. How could he know? Surely there must've been chaos. They must search through the rubble. No, he was too weak, he would be excused. She would. She had to.
"No, she's in there! I must save her! Quick, get help" the Twi'lek darted towards the wreckage in desperation and denial. Name were shouted. Tears shed, living barely visible rippling cracks down the ashen mask that painted her face.
He knew. Had she looked into his eyes, she would have known too. They were all dead. But Vanja did not look back, not yet. Only when the fires started to die down and it became undeniably clear that no one else had survived did she turn.
By then crews had appeared to help control and assess the damage. Vanja did not see them. All she saw through tear-blurred vision was the shape of [member="Tai Fa"] looking back at her, bloodied and battered himself. He stood like her only solace, even as she felt she had none.
The young twi'lek collapsed onto her knees. Her face buried deep within her palms. Only a feathered wing on her shoulder for comfort. They were all dead