When One Has Nothing Left

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Kay Larr"]

There was a hushed toned at the end of her last sentence. It had become very, very quiet in this place, Romeo felt a stirring inside himself. She still hadn't let go, and now Romeo was unsure what to do now, the Force seemed at peace here. Or appeased. Which ever one wished. So, what did he do now? Romeo assumed he kept those promises.

"No, I can not be caught saying silly silly things! I am, after all, a master of the Force, and a great and infamous user of the darkside!" he joked finally with a more cheerful voice. Still, neither had let go of the other.

 

[Kay-Larr]

Kay laughed a little as [member="Romeo Sin"] joked about being an infamous Darksider. Of course she knew some of that, yet to her he had always been kind and someone that she could count on.

"Oh but you have...and I shall tell the whole Galaxy. You shall forever be known as the Lord That Says Silly Things." She lifted her head and let go of him so that she may wipe her tears. It was a good thing that she was wearing very little make up. It wasn't as though she was in the spotlight anymore.

"How long do you expect that we'll be gone for?"

 

[The Red of Sinner]

There was a large smirk over Romeo's face, raising the lines that were once the trail of tears across his face. Romeo was known to speak from the heart truly when he felt passionate about something. That passion didn't stop either, it would burn forever. Until satisfied.

"Depends on what happens between now and the end. I suppose, back for a lengthy travel. It'll be just us on the ship so plenty of room for stuff."

Romeo rubbed his chin in thought, how long was a good question. The Vahla imagined however long it took to get Kay back in a better state of mind, till she was positive of being....being. This whole thing was a giant metaphor wrapped in philosophy and ideologies. It was like training someone to walk all over again, and it would be quite the challenge. [member="Kay Larr"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

Kay nodded a little, her mind drifting on just how much of certain things she'd need to pack. "Well, we'll need plenty of tea then." She smiled in spite of herself, though still her thoughts were wandering. But at least they weren't wandering towards anything too bad.

"I'll need to go shopping as well. My wardrobe isn't what it used to be." Quite the opposite in fact. But she wasn't in the public eye, so there wasn't a need for anything really fancy.

"I should get a suit of light armour as well, don't you think? Or at least something with armourweave. I used to have my own, even with a personal cloaking device. But it was taken from me. More than likely it was destroyed." Veiere made it for her and so it was special. But that was gone now, just as he was.

[member="Romeo Sin"]

 

[The Red of Sinner]

Supply talks huh? Romeo was in a natural place when it came to that. [member="Kay Larr"] asked about clothing, specifically armor and the weaved kind. Very good questions, and easier ones to answer than making silly promises that made him seem more like a Jedi than a dark master of the Force.

"Armorweave is good, anything light so you still have full movement. You want to be comfortable in your apparel, and armor. If it feels weird to go to the bathroom in it, you shouldn't be wearing it." That's what a Mando told him once.

"Remember, plenty of space, plenty of creds....get whatever you feel we'll need."

 

[Kay-Larr]

"Well I've never worn a suit of heavy armour before. I don't expect to start to do so now. I like to be able to move quick if necessary." Most especially if she needed to make a quick escape. But these days she'd probably be lucky and not have to worry about such things.

Plenty of space. Kay wasn't bothered with that part of what [member="Romeo Sin"] had said. But the creds...she was limited in that. She didn't touch any of the Arenais family fortune, of which there was plenty. Instead she left that for her children to use if they needed it. Kay just didn't feel right in using any of it. Not since she was sent to Purgatory.

She shook her head a bit in an attempt to alter her train of thought. "Tea will take up most of the space, I think. I can cook too, so we'll need food storage as well."