Cora Passek
An Angel with a Shotgun
And much fun was had behind that beautiful lovely black curtain. And behind that black curtain time would shift and our lovely ladies would arrive on Tygara, after the exodus of Kaeshana. Cora would find herself in the new villa within her room. After all, she had signed a contract with the Kerrigan-Alcori ladies. Her place and job was now here, with them.
The room oddly enough reminded her of a time long ago when she herself grew up in the lap of luxury. Everything she had wanted was at the tip of her fingers back when she was raised within the Empire. Her father a high ranking Moff. She sighed softly as she looked outside to the glistening snow. These thoughts she forced aside. They weren't what she wanted to think about.
Of course thoughts about Vahri soon replaced her thoughts about her past life. That in and of itself was complicated and she still hadn't come to terms with her talents. Having the force was never something she wanted. It was never something she'd even considered. And yet here she was stuck with it, against all odds. A part of her wanted to see it ripped away from her, so she could go back to an ordinary life.
At the same time there was so much knowledge that had been jammed into her mind from the Ancient Sith lord. A parting gift in a way to the blonde. Certainly not one she wanted. It was one that she was going to have to deal with sooner or later. Even if she could be rid of the force, the impressions and memories would still remain behind. There was no getting rid of that. Stepping over to the bed, she flopped down upon it, her mind a bit of a mess as she tried to figure out where exactly to go from here. Freedom, almost felt foreign to her now. She had choices, so many choices and to a degree it was overwhelming. Eventually she'd undoubtedly adjust, all in good time.
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]
The room oddly enough reminded her of a time long ago when she herself grew up in the lap of luxury. Everything she had wanted was at the tip of her fingers back when she was raised within the Empire. Her father a high ranking Moff. She sighed softly as she looked outside to the glistening snow. These thoughts she forced aside. They weren't what she wanted to think about.
Of course thoughts about Vahri soon replaced her thoughts about her past life. That in and of itself was complicated and she still hadn't come to terms with her talents. Having the force was never something she wanted. It was never something she'd even considered. And yet here she was stuck with it, against all odds. A part of her wanted to see it ripped away from her, so she could go back to an ordinary life.
At the same time there was so much knowledge that had been jammed into her mind from the Ancient Sith lord. A parting gift in a way to the blonde. Certainly not one she wanted. It was one that she was going to have to deal with sooner or later. Even if she could be rid of the force, the impressions and memories would still remain behind. There was no getting rid of that. Stepping over to the bed, she flopped down upon it, her mind a bit of a mess as she tried to figure out where exactly to go from here. Freedom, almost felt foreign to her now. She had choices, so many choices and to a degree it was overwhelming. Eventually she'd undoubtedly adjust, all in good time.
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]