Kung Seilois
Freelancer Extraordinaire
"This was a part of your pla-...? What the FECK was that, Sei?! Nononono, you stay away!" Seilois jerked his head to the right as the sudden yell echoed in his ear. He wasn't sure why he was so surprised, but it was easy for him to forget how most people in the universe weren't like him. They weren't raised and conditioned to kill as he was. He couldn't remember much of that part of his life as it was all one drug fueled haze or pain-induced frenzy.
"Feck..." Seilois slowed his walk. He wasn't sure why, but he... regretted it. He wasn't sure why, or what part of it he regretted, and honestly, he couldn't remember the last time he felt such a thing, but despite his mind telling him it was a good thing, that it was better she get used to killing now before it cost her own life, he still could not shake the regret that sat heavily in his stomach. He ignored the people running by to the crash, some running to help, others to scavenge before the Security Forces could show up, but he kept his hazel eyes trained on the ship as he closed.
The Rodian girl, Cindo, and Jennifer were standing at the top of the ramp, and Jennifer looked... different. Deflated. Defeated. Confused. Lost... He wasn't sure what word would best describe it, nor was he sure on what to say. Normally, he would ignore her, giver her the cut, and leave, but he felt somewhat responsible for her current condition, but he wasn't equipped in dealing with people when trying to offer support, "You did," he said, his voice level and almost cold sounding to his own ears, "Well."
[member="Jen"]
"Feck..." Seilois slowed his walk. He wasn't sure why, but he... regretted it. He wasn't sure why, or what part of it he regretted, and honestly, he couldn't remember the last time he felt such a thing, but despite his mind telling him it was a good thing, that it was better she get used to killing now before it cost her own life, he still could not shake the regret that sat heavily in his stomach. He ignored the people running by to the crash, some running to help, others to scavenge before the Security Forces could show up, but he kept his hazel eyes trained on the ship as he closed.
The Rodian girl, Cindo, and Jennifer were standing at the top of the ramp, and Jennifer looked... different. Deflated. Defeated. Confused. Lost... He wasn't sure what word would best describe it, nor was he sure on what to say. Normally, he would ignore her, giver her the cut, and leave, but he felt somewhat responsible for her current condition, but he wasn't equipped in dealing with people when trying to offer support, "You did," he said, his voice level and almost cold sounding to his own ears, "Well."
[member="Jen"]