Keira Priest
The Iron
There were a few seconds of hesitation before Keira stepped out of the shadows and into the light, this time literally so. Instinctively she squinted against the waning glare of the evening light, though she refused to shy backwards so much as a step. If this was a metaphor for her new life then she would play her part perfectly, though perhaps not exactly as expected. While her pace was slow it was far from hesitant, and she moved with a confidence that still demonstrated a sort of respect to her surroundings. There was no doubt that she was changed, though how much remained to be seen. This was a new side to the typically no-nonsense and brazen attitude she was often possessed of. Here now was the facet that brought to light a deeper tolerance of those about her. In that moment she did, for a second, resemble the picture of a Jedi.
Gently she broke away from his hand on her arm, insisting that she walk on her own despite the obvious exhaustion that accompanied her. That stubbornness was a piece of her that would never be completely worn down, and she would always retain it somewhere within her. This was a journey that needed to be undertaken at least partially by herself, no matter how small a step it may have seemed to others. It was a part of her gaining an independence from others, a show of her own resilience and refusal to back down. As she slowly stepped away from the Temple itself the action symbolized in a way her breaking ties with her formerly shackled past and starting again as a new individual. Now she was better than that darkness, resolved to take a stand and fight for what she believed rather than simply going where she was directed.
With every step her pace increased just slightly, and before even she was consciously aware she had taken to running the rest of the way off the grounds proper and into the true open wilderness of the planet. Her speed wasn't augmented with the Force, and she instead relied solely on her own athleticism to carry her, enjoying the feeling of pushing herself, the working of her muscles a pleasurable sensation. It had been some time since she was granted leave to exercise herself simply because she chose to instead of being pushed into things. And with the chance she found within her an energy that hadn't been present previously, seemingly inexhaustible reserves lending themselves to her, her speed unwavering for what seemed like forever in her mind. If this was true freedom in its purest form, then she never wanted to go back.
After a time she once more slowed, having found herself in a clearing of sorts. Nearing the middle, at a walk now, she allowed herself to somewhat gracefully fall onto her back, the soft grass blanketing the landing and providing a natural cushion. Her chest rose and fell visibly as she caught her breath, a purely genuine laugh escaping her at the sheer absurd bliss of this entire scenario. Never in her life would she have imagined setting foot on Voss with no violent intentions, and yet here she was, lying on her back in one of the many forested areas, simply taking in the nature that surrounded her, content to whittle the day away without a care in the world. An energy was felt in the air that was at once rejuvenating and calming, filling her with energy and yet bidding her to relax at the same time. The sensation was dizzying in a pleasant manner, brought on by the enjoyment of life itself.
Slowly the smile faded from her lips as she stared upwards into a sky splashed with the thousand colors of a sunset, beholding a beauty that had been rare in her life previously. In that moment she vowed to never miss another again, making time in her life to appreciate the little things which were once so sparse. Now she was only biding her time until Connor finally caught up. No doubt he was wondering just what she was up to, and had they traded places she would likely be thinking much of the same. Drawing the Force into her core she pushed outward gently, the energy manifesting itself as a gentle breeze for those near enough to feel it. With it was still that rebellious undertone which hinted at her presence here, something that would never really abandon her no matter what standing she took. For once she felt at home.
[member="Connor Harrison"]
Gently she broke away from his hand on her arm, insisting that she walk on her own despite the obvious exhaustion that accompanied her. That stubbornness was a piece of her that would never be completely worn down, and she would always retain it somewhere within her. This was a journey that needed to be undertaken at least partially by herself, no matter how small a step it may have seemed to others. It was a part of her gaining an independence from others, a show of her own resilience and refusal to back down. As she slowly stepped away from the Temple itself the action symbolized in a way her breaking ties with her formerly shackled past and starting again as a new individual. Now she was better than that darkness, resolved to take a stand and fight for what she believed rather than simply going where she was directed.
With every step her pace increased just slightly, and before even she was consciously aware she had taken to running the rest of the way off the grounds proper and into the true open wilderness of the planet. Her speed wasn't augmented with the Force, and she instead relied solely on her own athleticism to carry her, enjoying the feeling of pushing herself, the working of her muscles a pleasurable sensation. It had been some time since she was granted leave to exercise herself simply because she chose to instead of being pushed into things. And with the chance she found within her an energy that hadn't been present previously, seemingly inexhaustible reserves lending themselves to her, her speed unwavering for what seemed like forever in her mind. If this was true freedom in its purest form, then she never wanted to go back.
After a time she once more slowed, having found herself in a clearing of sorts. Nearing the middle, at a walk now, she allowed herself to somewhat gracefully fall onto her back, the soft grass blanketing the landing and providing a natural cushion. Her chest rose and fell visibly as she caught her breath, a purely genuine laugh escaping her at the sheer absurd bliss of this entire scenario. Never in her life would she have imagined setting foot on Voss with no violent intentions, and yet here she was, lying on her back in one of the many forested areas, simply taking in the nature that surrounded her, content to whittle the day away without a care in the world. An energy was felt in the air that was at once rejuvenating and calming, filling her with energy and yet bidding her to relax at the same time. The sensation was dizzying in a pleasant manner, brought on by the enjoyment of life itself.
Slowly the smile faded from her lips as she stared upwards into a sky splashed with the thousand colors of a sunset, beholding a beauty that had been rare in her life previously. In that moment she vowed to never miss another again, making time in her life to appreciate the little things which were once so sparse. Now she was only biding her time until Connor finally caught up. No doubt he was wondering just what she was up to, and had they traded places she would likely be thinking much of the same. Drawing the Force into her core she pushed outward gently, the energy manifesting itself as a gentle breeze for those near enough to feel it. With it was still that rebellious undertone which hinted at her presence here, something that would never really abandon her no matter what standing she took. For once she felt at home.
[member="Connor Harrison"]