Sith Space
In the darkness of the cabin, a creature unfurled. It rose like a pale ghost birthed from the nether. Standing tall and slender in it's full form. It spoke no words, nor offered any sound. Only breathing slowly from the cabin's air and letting it's lungs fill once again with breath. The creatures eyes blinked twice with two sets of lids and it's womanly head turned slowly towards the cockpit down the hall. It's white hair caressed the gentle curves of it's naked white body and withdrew like a brush from the jagged pale thorns of it's razor-sharp exoskeleton.
Abaddon had awakened nearer her time. They would be upon Sith lands soon. And then she would have no more need for a pilot.
___
Moments later,
The Hot Sands of a Sith World
The vessel had remained parked on the pad from almost an hour now. It's repulsars still hummed and it's light never blinked once. It was quiet now. The ship never moved. But something was stirring within the belly of the beast. Abaddon drew the body away from the pilot's seat and left it nearer the back rooms. She could feel that this was right. This was the place that her book wanted her to go. Her family was here indeed. Abaddon withdrew a black cloth that covered the crates in the storage room. Wrapping it around herself and letting her brambled thorns tear threw. She now had a thick cloak to cover herself and her modesty. Even if it was mounted to her sharp shoulders like a boar upon a spear. Frayed upon the edges it drew outward behind her like a new lingering shadow and like a dark bride's train.
The female creature walked out upon the landing pad with a tremendous weight upon each foot-fall. The shards of her exoskeleton were like claws growing above her toes. And her heels remained elevated upon twin spikes that impaled downward from her ankles. She walked like a lady and moved like a ghost. Tall, slender, fetching, and bone chilling to an extreme.
Standing underneath the hot sun in the morning of the desert, she breathed in deeply. She would be a Sith Apprentice soon. The creature within her could taste it.
__
*ooc: open to 2 others.
In the darkness of the cabin, a creature unfurled. It rose like a pale ghost birthed from the nether. Standing tall and slender in it's full form. It spoke no words, nor offered any sound. Only breathing slowly from the cabin's air and letting it's lungs fill once again with breath. The creatures eyes blinked twice with two sets of lids and it's womanly head turned slowly towards the cockpit down the hall. It's white hair caressed the gentle curves of it's naked white body and withdrew like a brush from the jagged pale thorns of it's razor-sharp exoskeleton.
Abaddon had awakened nearer her time. They would be upon Sith lands soon. And then she would have no more need for a pilot.
___
Moments later,
The Hot Sands of a Sith World
The vessel had remained parked on the pad from almost an hour now. It's repulsars still hummed and it's light never blinked once. It was quiet now. The ship never moved. But something was stirring within the belly of the beast. Abaddon drew the body away from the pilot's seat and left it nearer the back rooms. She could feel that this was right. This was the place that her book wanted her to go. Her family was here indeed. Abaddon withdrew a black cloth that covered the crates in the storage room. Wrapping it around herself and letting her brambled thorns tear threw. She now had a thick cloak to cover herself and her modesty. Even if it was mounted to her sharp shoulders like a boar upon a spear. Frayed upon the edges it drew outward behind her like a new lingering shadow and like a dark bride's train.
The female creature walked out upon the landing pad with a tremendous weight upon each foot-fall. The shards of her exoskeleton were like claws growing above her toes. And her heels remained elevated upon twin spikes that impaled downward from her ankles. She walked like a lady and moved like a ghost. Tall, slender, fetching, and bone chilling to an extreme.
Standing underneath the hot sun in the morning of the desert, she breathed in deeply. She would be a Sith Apprentice soon. The creature within her could taste it.
__
*ooc: open to 2 others.