[IC] SWS/DnD5, Star Wars the Old Republic – A Gathering Darkness
Jihahna began moving back as quickly as she could, dragging this Gand behind her as much as possible, but he/she began slipping through her fingers despite her best efforts.
A fire of anger ignited in her heart at her friends betrayal. How could he/she want to leave her now? Why? To what end?
Jihahna gritted her teeth, her fringe waving left and right in front of her face as she ran forward, beginning to huff from all the extra drag. She couldn't believe this. The Gand WANTED to leave her alone!? How could he/she?
"YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE DIFFERENT!" As she shouts, she tightens her grip around this Gands in anger, possibly causing pain to her comrade in the process.
"I thought you were LOGICAL and SELFLESS! That you were someone I could ASPIRE to!
As they continued further back through the rumbling, this Gand still appeared to be resisting as she gripped all the tighter! Uncaring about any pain she was inflicting, her jawline tense, her breathing laboured from the running, dragging and shouting.
"Guess I was WRONG! Your 'PHILOSOPHY' about being expendable? It's NOTHING to do with your culture! You WANT to die! THIS IS AN EXCUSE!
She gripped now as tightly as she could. The rest depended on the next few moments. She spoke once more in that moment before either success or failure...
"You're a COWARD! A damn COWARD! I see why you don't have a name! YOU don't have the GUTS to take one on! You're WEAK!"
Jihahna's voice choked with that last word. Instant regret filled her mind as she continued to run. She could feel this Gand slipping away from her grip. She wasn't sure she could hold on.... And she had attacked her friend in anger.
As she continued running, it almost felt as if her body was in autopilot, the rumbling muffled in the back of her mind as her body continued to move forward. She was a monster... She was losing control.
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Jihahna began moving back as quickly as she could, dragging this Gand behind her as much as possible, but he/she began slipping through her fingers despite her best efforts.
A fire of anger ignited in her heart at her friends betrayal. How could he/she want to leave her now? Why? To what end?
Jihahna gritted her teeth, her fringe waving left and right in front of her face as she ran forward, beginning to huff from all the extra drag. She couldn't believe this. The Gand WANTED to leave her alone!? How could he/she?
"YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE DIFFERENT!" As she shouts, she tightens her grip around this Gands in anger, possibly causing pain to her comrade in the process.
"I thought you were LOGICAL and SELFLESS! That you were someone I could ASPIRE to!
As they continued further back through the rumbling, this Gand still appeared to be resisting as she gripped all the tighter! Uncaring about any pain she was inflicting, her jawline tense, her breathing laboured from the running, dragging and shouting.
"Guess I was WRONG! Your 'PHILOSOPHY' about being expendable? It's NOTHING to do with your culture! You WANT to die! THIS IS AN EXCUSE!
She gripped now as tightly as she could. The rest depended on the next few moments. She spoke once more in that moment before either success or failure...
"You're a COWARD! A damn COWARD! I see why you don't have a name! YOU don't have the GUTS to take one on! You're WEAK!"
Jihahna's voice choked with that last word. Instant regret filled her mind as she continued to run. She could feel this Gand slipping away from her grip. She wasn't sure she could hold on.... And she had attacked her friend in anger.
As she continued running, it almost felt as if her body was in autopilot, the rumbling muffled in the back of her mind as her body continued to move forward. She was a monster... She was losing control.
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