Atop her apartment roof, Mia finally decided to twist open the bottle of Corellian whiskey. The Dictator was blotting out her view of the galaxy and, for the first time in awhile, she felt rather alone. All those worlds she sought to protect were seemingly crushed by that monolithic ship that embodied the Empire's might.
She wondered if her so-called leadership was just a stunt to be popular, to be needed. Her brother had never needed her in the Jedi, her sister had needed her even less. All those times, Mia had tried to be a caregiver and had been refused.
There were plans but were they good? A crashed ship, hadn't it already crashed already? Did she have any right to bring any Aznuri into it? What about the kid and Blue? Actual age aside, she saw them as younger, like the siblings she never really got to have.
She figured Astin had a pretty good approach to all of it. Limit attachments. Maybe the Speed Freak would have made a good Jedi after all.
(D3 LN) You Will Try
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Mianerra Tavvos
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(D3 LN) You Will Try
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"Aw shucks, no need to thank me. T'was the right thing to do, is all."
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Gear: Nomad Greatcoat, Gloves, Concealed Blaster Pistol, Whiskey, Comlink, Datapad, Binders, Glow Rod, Respirator, Scanner Goggles, Utility Belt with Climbing Gear and Pouches (Stimpacks)
"Aw shucks, no need to thank me. T'was the right thing to do, is all."