Ashe Senari
I was raised to be a weapon, but I was born to be
Ashe was seated on the couch with her datapad, currently occupied with drawing Yusan. She had been worrying about him since he left for Zeltros. He told her it would be better for her to stay behind in case anything happened here while he was gone, but Ashe still wasn't happy about it. She would rather be with her friend in case he got hurt, but she had reluctantly agreed to stay behind.
As the week dragged on Ashe grew bored and so had occupied herself with drawing. She started out with drawing various places around the house. After the first few days she had finished drawing nearly every room of the house and moved on to drawing various scenes of her and Yusan sparring. She sighed and set the datapad down. Yusan had been gone for a week and Ashe was beginning to miss him alot. She glanced at the door hoping the elusive Echani would suddenly come storming through it. [member="Memorial"]
As the week dragged on Ashe grew bored and so had occupied herself with drawing. She started out with drawing various places around the house. After the first few days she had finished drawing nearly every room of the house and moved on to drawing various scenes of her and Yusan sparring. She sighed and set the datapad down. Yusan had been gone for a week and Ashe was beginning to miss him alot. She glanced at the door hoping the elusive Echani would suddenly come storming through it. [member="Memorial"]