Imperator
[SIZE=11pt]Everything hurt[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Now that wasn’t exactly a new feeling for Lirka, when she was trampled by that Reek everything hurt, when she was mauled by that Nexu everything had hurt, when she had nearly died slaughtering those Imperial dogs on Kamino, everything had hurt. Now she was right back there again, though it was impressive just how much damage she had taken on Seltos...multiple broken ribs, somehow escaped without a broken skull: a mighty tough concussion came though. She had over a dozen minor blaster wounds, severe burns on her head, though she quickly had stopped caring.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Her body healed, it always did, no what she cared about was her poor poor equipment. Her Klaive, that weapon made of solid songsteel that had costed her so much? Destroyed and abandoned on the planet in the haste to leave, her helmet? Hit with such an impact that most of the internal systems were destroyed, caved in breast plate, and enough blaster shots to actually damage the Dura-armor. That killed her, she held a deep hope the CIS could actually fix her toys back up again: or someone was going to pay with a fair bit of blood.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Who was this person? Her new Honor Guard, that had been her only spoils taken from the whole insanity on Seltos. And those four Sephi had caused the majority of the damage to her gear and body, and thankfully she had gotten the overly loyal protectors off her back...for once.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]With her new found freedom the moderately well healed Sephi had decided it would be a fine time to go for a walk and find somewhere to get a drink. No matter what, Lirka could put her mind onto booze. So it returned to that Golbah City run to find somewhere that was suitable enough for her tastes, alas, she didn’t find it: but the place seemed to be all that was needed for her. Though was much less rough around the edges, those little havens and reminders of the old life were her favorite, offered so much there.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]But it seemed the Sephi would just have to be content with what she had stumbled across. Finding herself a seat Lirka was quick to order off a drink, always strange to run around one of these places without her armor: she was stuck being a normal person, wearing normal people clothes...how boring. Of course, she stood out well enough with the new head of hair she had gotten after her injuries, a rather fiery red from the old black that it usually was.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]The place was about as bustling as Lirka expected though, for better or worse. Regardless, the Sephi just kept to herself: for now at least.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Now that wasn’t exactly a new feeling for Lirka, when she was trampled by that Reek everything hurt, when she was mauled by that Nexu everything had hurt, when she had nearly died slaughtering those Imperial dogs on Kamino, everything had hurt. Now she was right back there again, though it was impressive just how much damage she had taken on Seltos...multiple broken ribs, somehow escaped without a broken skull: a mighty tough concussion came though. She had over a dozen minor blaster wounds, severe burns on her head, though she quickly had stopped caring.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Her body healed, it always did, no what she cared about was her poor poor equipment. Her Klaive, that weapon made of solid songsteel that had costed her so much? Destroyed and abandoned on the planet in the haste to leave, her helmet? Hit with such an impact that most of the internal systems were destroyed, caved in breast plate, and enough blaster shots to actually damage the Dura-armor. That killed her, she held a deep hope the CIS could actually fix her toys back up again: or someone was going to pay with a fair bit of blood.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Who was this person? Her new Honor Guard, that had been her only spoils taken from the whole insanity on Seltos. And those four Sephi had caused the majority of the damage to her gear and body, and thankfully she had gotten the overly loyal protectors off her back...for once.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]With her new found freedom the moderately well healed Sephi had decided it would be a fine time to go for a walk and find somewhere to get a drink. No matter what, Lirka could put her mind onto booze. So it returned to that Golbah City run to find somewhere that was suitable enough for her tastes, alas, she didn’t find it: but the place seemed to be all that was needed for her. Though was much less rough around the edges, those little havens and reminders of the old life were her favorite, offered so much there.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]But it seemed the Sephi would just have to be content with what she had stumbled across. Finding herself a seat Lirka was quick to order off a drink, always strange to run around one of these places without her armor: she was stuck being a normal person, wearing normal people clothes...how boring. Of course, she stood out well enough with the new head of hair she had gotten after her injuries, a rather fiery red from the old black that it usually was.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]The place was about as bustling as Lirka expected though, for better or worse. Regardless, the Sephi just kept to herself: for now at least.[/SIZE]