Retired2
High Lady of Kesh
It had been longer than Zesiro cared to remember since she had seen the only woman she actually considered a friend, Natassia. Hoping she had the correct number still, she left a message to see when her friend could meet her.
In the time since they last saw one another, Zesiro had changed quite a bit in terms of development. No longer was she a scared and pathetic sith. While still not all that strong in terms of skill mastery, she was getting better. Even in hand to hand combat, she had improved. By no means was she a master at anything though.
The purpose of the call wasn't to talk about all this right now, but to arrange a meeting. A time and place when Nat was on shore leave and had the time to get away even if for just an evening.
[member="NT-6922"]
In the time since they last saw one another, Zesiro had changed quite a bit in terms of development. No longer was she a scared and pathetic sith. While still not all that strong in terms of skill mastery, she was getting better. Even in hand to hand combat, she had improved. By no means was she a master at anything though.
The purpose of the call wasn't to talk about all this right now, but to arrange a meeting. A time and place when Nat was on shore leave and had the time to get away even if for just an evening.
[member="NT-6922"]