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Posted by Saharia on 09-10-2002 03:34 AM:
Rama's bar: Here to drink. (Klis, open)
::Saharia sipped her Jawa juice, closing her eyes, feeling the sweet darkness around the area. Home. It was good to know where you belonged but somethign ate at her mind. An old haint that needed to be put to rest...but not now. Now was the time to relax in the presence of darkness, of the sith in the bar.
Taking another sip of her drink she looked around, strangely she felt slightly conversational. Perhaps someone would come and chat to her, but then perhaps not. Silence was not bad company even if the ears was sick of hearing it. Silence never told you what to do, or never tried to kill you. Laughing at that thought she shook her head. Anything could kill you. Her head moved slightly around at the person entering the bar, so far it had only been her and a couple of bored droids, if you could call a droid that.::
Rama's bar: Here to drink. (Klis, open)
::Saharia sipped her Jawa juice, closing her eyes, feeling the sweet darkness around the area. Home. It was good to know where you belonged but somethign ate at her mind. An old haint that needed to be put to rest...but not now. Now was the time to relax in the presence of darkness, of the sith in the bar.
Taking another sip of her drink she looked around, strangely she felt slightly conversational. Perhaps someone would come and chat to her, but then perhaps not. Silence was not bad company even if the ears was sick of hearing it. Silence never told you what to do, or never tried to kill you. Laughing at that thought she shook her head. Anything could kill you. Her head moved slightly around at the person entering the bar, so far it had only been her and a couple of bored droids, if you could call a droid that.::