Nezira Viresh
Character
Deep in the nether a single girl walked by herself, or to be more precise, a Nightsister with a single goal in mind. This Nightsister was called Nezira and held a talisman in her hand, which had its leather robe wrapped around her waist. As time wasn't really a thing in the nether, Nezira didn't know how long she had walked through the underworld. However, one thing she was certain of, her stomach simulational hurt with anticipation, but also nervous for when she met him again.
Nezira looked around her surroundings, still getting used to the netherworld and the fact that it opens up everything to her in the galaxy. She could go anywhere and show up anywhere else in the world. The only thing that was unsure, was where exactly she would show up at the planet, as she headed towards the light of the force. Double-checking her talisman for going the correct way, by also closing her eyes and feeling the pull of the light side.
There were so many things she wanted to say to the Jedi, but how? That was the real kicker... she knew she had felt ever curious about the Jedi and who he was after their last meeting. She also hated these god damn feelings he had kickstarted in her and she wanted to tear out his heart for making her so annoyingly confused. Every so often she has caught herself daydreaming about the Jedi. Her feelings have been a mess and she wanted to understand them or rid her of them as they were taking over her mind and every so often, Nezira would look at the night sky and that stupid Jedi's face popped into her mind.
She stopped arguing with herself, cause he had almost walked off the path and redirected herself back to the path before her. Nezira wished she could have taken Vex with her, as she always made the Nightsister relax better. The closer to the pull of the light Nezira got, the more her nervosity took over and the thoughts of actually being denied closure to her annoyingly confused state of mind and feelings wasn't something Nezira knew how she would handle. And another thing, why was the palm of her hands getting sweaty?! She has always had cool hands and dried the moistness in her palms off.
Upon arriving by the light, Nezira was sure that her talisman of finding had the right area. She reached out with her hand and a rift started to open up, forming a portal matching her magick's colours. While the Nether had a feeling of cold, death and unnatural emptiness. The area she landed in felt warm, dry and dark, wait why was it so dark in here? While the portal's light, the brief time it was up, gave Nezira a short view of the area she was in. It was a big room, and why did it smell so weird? it was a sweet smell that came behind her. Turning around, she bumped her leg into the toilet. "Ouch" hissed Nezira, rubbing her shin a bit, before flaring up her Magick just enough to have the ichor around her hand. Upon lighting up the room, she saw a weird shaped thing with a hole that had water in it. Kneeling down, sniffing a bit, the overly sweet smell definitely came from there, causing her to get up again.
Looking around again, her luminous green eyes fell on something tall with glass walls and a... metal rope? Reaching out to touch the showerhead pipe it felt weird as nezira started to bend and shape the metal pipe. She then remembered why she actually was here and started to look for a way out and smiled when she saw a door. Opening the door it was just as dark as in the other room. Luckily her flared magick around her hand, gave everything a green hue around her. Looking around she started to scan the insanely large and wide room, "Cas?" Nezira asked nervously, listening for an answer while she went deeper into the large open room. Maybe this wasn't the place? Couldn't be, her talisman wouldn't lead her the wrong way.
Cadere Tess
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