Informal for Once

[Alyson Halle]

Alyson needed to relax. She had not had any personal time in months between the Crusades, the Primeval Rebels, and various other problems, she had little to no personal time in months, she honestly needed to unwind, relax. She had taken the week off, and handed all of her duties to her advisors, she was stressed beyond belief. She had gotten approximately 2 hours a sleep a night the previous weeks, she only had the force and large amounts of imported Caf to sustain her through it. She looked like a mess before beginning her break, she looked like zombie. She slept for 15 hours last night, and she still felt like garbage. Today she had invited [member="Grace Darkson"] to Merides, a very informal gathering, Alyson honestly did not care about formalities at this point, she just wanted to goof off with a friend without having to remember formality and the rigid structure that she had to take on to her life recently.

Alyson wore basic, comfortable clothing, she did not want to wear armor, dresses, gowns, anything fancy, she just wanted to relax and mess about Graeldor. Maybe get drunk... extremely drunk. All Alyson had to do at the moment was wait for Grace to arrive.

 

[Grace Darkson]

The last few weeks had been taxing for Grace. With the Primeval war, the Senate's actions, and the rise of the Dominion's Sith, she had a lot on her plate, and even more haunting her mind. Gravlex Med haunted her, and she wanted- no. Needed to talk to someone. Cedric, even if he had been healthy enough for conversation, wouldn't have worked. She knew his response. After all, she'd heard it already.

You and I are not permitted to doubt.

And there was more. Part of her wondered if she was the right person to lead the Sith. If she was the right person to control the ravenous dogs that wanted nothing more than power. If she had the strength to control them.

As her ship settled down on the planet's surface, the Vahla let out a low sigh. Making her way to the palace where [member="Alyson Halle"] was no doubt holed up, she forced a small smile. Maybe the Empress could help.