S H A D O W
The invasion was over and she was free from the problems she had caused with the Galactic Empire. The girl had acted upon her feelings and nothing more. There was no sense to her actions and she had done so to try and fix the confusion that boiled in her mind. Pushing her way through soldiers of the Fringe, she ripped off the Mask that represented her presence within the faction. Those on the Chimera knew who she was, they had known her by many names, but none spoke to her they could feel the emotional boil over she was having; even if they weren’t force sensitive.
“Prepare the Peregrine”
No response, yet the ship was prepared. The woman boarded it as quickly as she had arrived onto the Chimera. She said nothing as the small ship left the large battle machine; she didn’t want to speak to anyone and felt her mind slipping into a region she hadn’t visited in years. The part of her mind where she was truly alone to her thoughts and at the time only Aston could pull her from it. Was she better off keeping her nose down and obeying orders? Could she even lead if she needed too? Spencer hated failing and this war was in full essence a failure. She continued to fly the machine until something came into view, a small planet a place where she could find solitude.
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Few days later
Reports flew to the nearby systems, there were storms over Yn that had been constant and only grew stronger as the hours passed. There was no source and nothing could get close enough to even see what the source could possibly be. Though one person knew the source, because she was the source. Vegetation rotted on the ground as it had been ripped from its roots; lightning had struck and caused brush fire in some regions of the area. The planet slowly becoming consumed with a Force storm fueled by confusion and angst.
In the center of it all, a young woman began her decent to the dark side.
@[member="Ashin Varanin"]
“Prepare the Peregrine”
No response, yet the ship was prepared. The woman boarded it as quickly as she had arrived onto the Chimera. She said nothing as the small ship left the large battle machine; she didn’t want to speak to anyone and felt her mind slipping into a region she hadn’t visited in years. The part of her mind where she was truly alone to her thoughts and at the time only Aston could pull her from it. Was she better off keeping her nose down and obeying orders? Could she even lead if she needed too? Spencer hated failing and this war was in full essence a failure. She continued to fly the machine until something came into view, a small planet a place where she could find solitude.
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Few days later
Reports flew to the nearby systems, there were storms over Yn that had been constant and only grew stronger as the hours passed. There was no source and nothing could get close enough to even see what the source could possibly be. Though one person knew the source, because she was the source. Vegetation rotted on the ground as it had been ripped from its roots; lightning had struck and caused brush fire in some regions of the area. The planet slowly becoming consumed with a Force storm fueled by confusion and angst.
In the center of it all, a young woman began her decent to the dark side.
@[member="Ashin Varanin"]