Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Private Sturm und Drang

Jaze looked to Alicio, and nodded, finding at least some comfort in the Count's assurances. He watched nervously, until Jo spoke and stood up, the tension in the young boy's shoulders dropping as he moved to embrace his sister.

Amani took Alicio's help, breathing a bit harder with the worsened stress on her ribs. She gave him a tired, lopsided smile, and muttered, "Not so bad yourself…" A single quiet chuckle, that spiraled into a painful cough. "Mkay, no more talking…"

The walk, though short, felt like forever. Deep down Amani was still waiting for one final surprise to pull the rug out from under them. But they made it. And soon the comfort of her own ship took them in, and she carefully laid down on the bed with Alicio's help. At his parting words, she just smiled and hummed lovingly, running a hand down his cheek before he took off.

At last, the ship rose up over the skyline of Denon's urban jungle, and jumped off towards the stars.

 

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