Wil Mienstrire
May 21st, 2006, 07:00:57 PM
The shuttle landed inside the docking bay and Wil stood from the long trip. He yawned and stretched; the leather of his jacket crinkling behind him. It'd been a little while. He'd taken a slight vacation from Korriban while the hired contractors had been building his residence beneath the surface. Dani was around here somewhere, he'd just momentarily lost track of her. It wasn't hard to find her though, he could smell the pretty by now; the ugliness of reality seemed to bend around her bodacious beauty. But he supposed he should go ahead and sign himself back in with the crusties. He'd gotten wind that Daddy Doomsider Sudoku had dropped the krew of most heinous doomsiders and that the crusties, aka TSO, were putting up with the 'miscreants' are some kind of principle. Probably something to do with Sudoku's rockin' powers of influence and charisma. His humbly decorated abode was waiting to boot.
Platinum white hair to his shoulders, the black straps of his leather jacket went across his bare chest,and the studded vambraces and powered gloves glinting metallically, while his off color eyes absorbed the area around him. It was like revisiting a grave, a homely grave to some, he thought.
He told the attendant that approached the dropping ramp to grab their bags and take it to the Mienstrire mansion, turning back to face the open corridor, he yelled,
"Hey Lady, we've made touchdown, head back to my place. I gotta make sure the sithers know I'm back in town, m'kay?"
He knew she heard him so he didn't bother waiting for an answer. Somewhere along the lines of that subtle connection they, he and Dani, had, he could tell she'd made some humorous retort beyond his hearing. He stepped off the ramp and made a quick turn down the largest door he could see. Between the mausoleum like look and the large signs giving directions, Wil was pretty sure he could make his way to Front help desk of Sith Services Inc.
He shoved his hands into his pockets as he slowly tried to refamiliarize himself with the ruin-ish facility. So maybe it had been a while. Quick questions fluttered through his oh so bright mind, such as, what had happened to the krew, Sudoku's reasons being, and where was everyone now?
"This could seriously blow nerf, man..."
Platinum white hair to his shoulders, the black straps of his leather jacket went across his bare chest,and the studded vambraces and powered gloves glinting metallically, while his off color eyes absorbed the area around him. It was like revisiting a grave, a homely grave to some, he thought.
He told the attendant that approached the dropping ramp to grab their bags and take it to the Mienstrire mansion, turning back to face the open corridor, he yelled,
"Hey Lady, we've made touchdown, head back to my place. I gotta make sure the sithers know I'm back in town, m'kay?"
He knew she heard him so he didn't bother waiting for an answer. Somewhere along the lines of that subtle connection they, he and Dani, had, he could tell she'd made some humorous retort beyond his hearing. He stepped off the ramp and made a quick turn down the largest door he could see. Between the mausoleum like look and the large signs giving directions, Wil was pretty sure he could make his way to Front help desk of Sith Services Inc.
He shoved his hands into his pockets as he slowly tried to refamiliarize himself with the ruin-ish facility. So maybe it had been a while. Quick questions fluttered through his oh so bright mind, such as, what had happened to the krew, Sudoku's reasons being, and where was everyone now?
"This could seriously blow nerf, man..."