Taheera Sollo
Cursed
[member="Valkyrien Aurelios"]
The shirt came off with a final tug. Hair became mussed-up. She threw the burned fabric in one corner.
"Don't look at me like that," she said quietly without looking up. Being an empath wasn't a mind reader but it was pretty darn close. "I know your feelings are justified. I know you can't trust me like before. I don't blame you. I would feel the same in your shoes. But don't look at me like that. Or, at least just look at me like that when I'm sleeping."
There was a small smile that didn't last. She didn't want to lose a friend after she'd just lost so much. But maybe she had.
Fingers drifted down to her stomach, checking out her own handi-work of the lightsaber. The force flowed through her and began repairing some of the burned flesh.
There was a lot more to heal than just a wound. Her emotions would take longer.
The shirt came off with a final tug. Hair became mussed-up. She threw the burned fabric in one corner.
"Don't look at me like that," she said quietly without looking up. Being an empath wasn't a mind reader but it was pretty darn close. "I know your feelings are justified. I know you can't trust me like before. I don't blame you. I would feel the same in your shoes. But don't look at me like that. Or, at least just look at me like that when I'm sleeping."
There was a small smile that didn't last. She didn't want to lose a friend after she'd just lost so much. But maybe she had.
Fingers drifted down to her stomach, checking out her own handi-work of the lightsaber. The force flowed through her and began repairing some of the burned flesh.
There was a lot more to heal than just a wound. Her emotions would take longer.