Shira Krytall
Character
Shira was spending her time in the ship's gym, meditating and thinking about the entire situation that had unfolded in the last few days. Not only had she met a bounty hunter of sort, but also a Sith, whom she had defeated. While her defeating sith acolytes wasn't the interesting thing, after all, she was trained to fight other force users and be proficient in combat more than anything else, it was the fact that both of them were still alive. Usually, such duels ended with the death of one person. In this duel, however... both of them survived, relatively unscathed. While Shira tried to tell herself time and time again that it was the fact that she once had been a Jedi, not killing unarmed people or maybe the fact that she wasn't a Jedi any longer, that she didn't need to fight the dark side, there was something else. Something that confused her. The arguments they brought up to her were valid but there was something behind this. Shira had fought dark force users before and never had they caused the same reaction within her that Crysis had done. Was it the fact that Shira had lost something of herself in all the killing? Was it the fact that she actually felt something positive when the dark side called out to her? Was it the fact that she had licked blood like a starved shark when she used the force, the dark side of the force on Crysis?
Speaking of which she could feel her. Not because her Jedi senses were alarmed about the dark aura, Crysis seemed to carry like a mantle, approaching her, but rather simply because of the fact that there was something notable in the force that was nearing the gym. Something that felt so much more alive than her.
While she sat there with her back to the door, her eyes closed, she waited until she could feel the pressurized door opening behind her before letting out a small sigh and stating: "I can feel through the entirety of this ship... do you actively try to overpower my senses or is that just you being you?", Shira asked with still closed eyes, unsure what the supposed sith wanted, and even more importantly, if Crysis had felt her as well, had been looking for the characteristic empty spot that seemed to hungrily swallow in the force. Maybe she came to talk more about her ways, maybe she came to talk in general, or maybe she came to train, to ask about how Shira was so proficient in battle. Even with her sense of precognition, Shira wasn't able to see into others' minds after all. Another skill she would never be able to fully learn.
Speaking of which she could feel her. Not because her Jedi senses were alarmed about the dark aura, Crysis seemed to carry like a mantle, approaching her, but rather simply because of the fact that there was something notable in the force that was nearing the gym. Something that felt so much more alive than her.
While she sat there with her back to the door, her eyes closed, she waited until she could feel the pressurized door opening behind her before letting out a small sigh and stating: "I can feel through the entirety of this ship... do you actively try to overpower my senses or is that just you being you?", Shira asked with still closed eyes, unsure what the supposed sith wanted, and even more importantly, if Crysis had felt her as well, had been looking for the characteristic empty spot that seemed to hungrily swallow in the force. Maybe she came to talk more about her ways, maybe she came to talk in general, or maybe she came to train, to ask about how Shira was so proficient in battle. Even with her sense of precognition, Shira wasn't able to see into others' minds after all. Another skill she would never be able to fully learn.