Cherry Bomb
(Page claim ftw)
After her talk with Iris Arani Ara was feeling a lot better. The whole debacle had given her a wealth of experience, helped her to truly understand the Jedi code. Emotion, yet peace. She was hurt, she felt betrayed and distraught... but she could get over it. All it took was time and acceptance. Wounds would heal, all she had to do was keep working on herself and move on. And it had been working wonders. She was back in action, training and working on her connection with the Force, playing guitar and sacrificing podracing time for time in the archives... though she did sneak a book about podracing in when she got the time.
Another part of getting better was not hiding in her room all the time, going out and spending time with people. And with Iris apparently wearing a dress, she needed to be at the party to see that spectacle. As she emerged from her room, she studied her own choice of outfit. Jeans, boots, rock T-shirt, and her old gang jacket. Her lightsaber was tucked neatly inside her leather jacket along with her datapad. With a satisfied nod and a smile, Ara Sheridan marched on. "Haters gonna hate..." She muttered to herself.
Upon reaching the party, she blinked at the amount of people there. Iris wasn't kidding when she said it was a massive event. Easing into the flow of the crowd, Ara weaved through to get to the bar... or drinks table... she needed to find a source of liquid courage as soon as possible if she was going to survive a party like this. "Yo, anybody seen Iris around?" She asked a nearby group, only to receive a shake of their heads. "Crap." She muttered, continuing on until she found the bar.
"Yo, got any beer?" She asked, receiving another shake of their head. With a groan she studied the options. "What's that? Cider? Yeah gimme that." Finally with a drink in hand, Ara continued on to find her friend as she sipped at her drink.
Kyell Laysel Miri Nimdok
After her talk with Iris Arani Ara was feeling a lot better. The whole debacle had given her a wealth of experience, helped her to truly understand the Jedi code. Emotion, yet peace. She was hurt, she felt betrayed and distraught... but she could get over it. All it took was time and acceptance. Wounds would heal, all she had to do was keep working on herself and move on. And it had been working wonders. She was back in action, training and working on her connection with the Force, playing guitar and sacrificing podracing time for time in the archives... though she did sneak a book about podracing in when she got the time.
Another part of getting better was not hiding in her room all the time, going out and spending time with people. And with Iris apparently wearing a dress, she needed to be at the party to see that spectacle. As she emerged from her room, she studied her own choice of outfit. Jeans, boots, rock T-shirt, and her old gang jacket. Her lightsaber was tucked neatly inside her leather jacket along with her datapad. With a satisfied nod and a smile, Ara Sheridan marched on. "Haters gonna hate..." She muttered to herself.
Upon reaching the party, she blinked at the amount of people there. Iris wasn't kidding when she said it was a massive event. Easing into the flow of the crowd, Ara weaved through to get to the bar... or drinks table... she needed to find a source of liquid courage as soon as possible if she was going to survive a party like this. "Yo, anybody seen Iris around?" She asked a nearby group, only to receive a shake of their heads. "Crap." She muttered, continuing on until she found the bar.
"Yo, got any beer?" She asked, receiving another shake of their head. With a groan she studied the options. "What's that? Cider? Yeah gimme that." Finally with a drink in hand, Ara continued on to find her friend as she sipped at her drink.
Kyell Laysel Miri Nimdok