Taheera Sollo
Cursed
[member="Valkyrien Aurelios"]
The smell of burned flesh hit her nose and lingered even after the bacta patch. "Oomph," exhausted form fell back completely against the curvature of the hard, rocky surface. Myrtle ellipses stared, almost in a daze, at the tops of the trees and vines and the sunlight filtering through.
Looked like the sun was about to set.
"Not so bad," she whispered, still looking up. A shiver went through her damp-clothed form. "I'll be okay," palms pressed flat against the rock. She'd lost a lot of blood and it would take awhile before the color returned fully to her tattooed cheeks.
"You did well."
The smell of burned flesh hit her nose and lingered even after the bacta patch. "Oomph," exhausted form fell back completely against the curvature of the hard, rocky surface. Myrtle ellipses stared, almost in a daze, at the tops of the trees and vines and the sunlight filtering through.
Looked like the sun was about to set.
"Not so bad," she whispered, still looking up. A shiver went through her damp-clothed form. "I'll be okay," palms pressed flat against the rock. She'd lost a lot of blood and it would take awhile before the color returned fully to her tattooed cheeks.
"You did well."