MOIRA; tower [ She's been on big ships before so navigating around wasn't too bad. It was just a lot of walking getting around. It's nice though, better than the heap of metal she's used to traveling and especially nice when she can move two steps without jamming her knee into her assassin robot friend or getting way too close to her ex-Imperial Knight manfriend. She finally gets to the Tower where the navigation controls are and practically shouts. ]
Now that's more like it! Maybe if I'm lucky, I can find out where the hell I am.
[ Well. She can dream anyway. Her fingers trace over the screens and buttons. She knows how to take apart a machine, any machine, probably. But to work it, she always had Sauk. Smiling sheepishly, she asks someone nearby her. ]
Hey, can you show me--?
MOIRA; mess hall [ She feels like she hasn't eaten in days! Running from the Imperial Knights and some Sith bastard and the whole blasted Triumvirate has been exhausting. Ania doesn't remember the last time she actually sat down and ate food- real, hot food!- and had the time to even drink.
She plops down with a big plate of something, some strange looking meat and vegetable root thing (whatever, it's food) and forgets about the people around her. Or she would if the gravity hasn't been acting up, her cup floats out of her reach and caught her between bites. She is biting down on a piece of meat with one hand stretching to grab at the cup, too ambitious to let it go and retrieve the cup. Please lend a hand, that's precious alcohol in there! ]
ERIS — 6578; taken! [ Blast it, she is so tired of being chained up, poisoned, being fed to giant spiders, being chased in acid rain, being locked in small compartments. Maybe she didn't want a normal, safe life but this is getting ridiculous. She bangs her fists on the cell door, and when her fists got too painful, she starts kicking at it. ]
C'mon, anyone out there! You're all going to regret this when I get out of here!
ania solo | star wars legacy
[ She's been on big ships before so navigating around wasn't too bad. It was just a lot of walking getting around. It's nice though, better than the heap of metal she's used to traveling and especially nice when she can move two steps without jamming her knee into her assassin robot friend or getting way too close to her ex-Imperial Knight manfriend. She finally gets to the Tower where the navigation controls are and practically shouts. ]
Now that's more like it! Maybe if I'm lucky, I can find out where the hell I am.
[ Well. She can dream anyway. Her fingers trace over the screens and buttons. She knows how to take apart a machine, any machine, probably. But to work it, she always had Sauk. Smiling sheepishly, she asks someone nearby her. ]
Hey, can you show me--?
MOIRA; mess hall
[ She feels like she hasn't eaten in days! Running from the Imperial Knights and some Sith bastard and the whole blasted Triumvirate has been exhausting. Ania doesn't remember the last time she actually sat down and ate food- real, hot food!- and had the time to even drink.
She plops down with a big plate of something, some strange looking meat and vegetable root thing (whatever, it's food) and forgets about the people around her. Or she would if the gravity hasn't been acting up, her cup floats out of her reach and caught her between bites. She is biting down on a piece of meat with one hand stretching to grab at the cup, too ambitious to let it go and retrieve the cup. Please lend a hand, that's precious alcohol in there! ]
ERIS — 6578; taken!
[ Blast it, she is so tired of being chained up, poisoned, being fed to giant spiders, being chased in acid rain, being locked in small compartments. Maybe she didn't want a normal, safe life but this is getting ridiculous. She bangs her fists on the cell door, and when her fists got too painful, she starts kicking at it. ]
C'mon, anyone out there! You're all going to regret this when I get out of here!