Esuna
Nov 14th, 2002, 04:12:01 PM
Baby, would you walk me home ?
Sitting in a too-large-for-her booth, Esuna rested her right shoulder on the table, her cheek leaning against her hand while her other hand circled the top of her glass, making a discreet but beautiful sound to those who could hear. There was nothing but water and melted ice inside her tall glass - It looked intact, she didn't even take one tiny sip. Her eyes were looking outside the large window on the side. Her eyes - The right one green, the left one blue - closed half-way down. She came here for Jedi training, but she was getting doubts. She didn't know if she was able to fufill all of the responsibility that will, maybe, be given to her.
She looked down on the table at her pale hand, her fingers still circling around on the top of her glass. She wasn't much of a fighter, more of a white Force summoner. If that even existed. Maybe that was why she came here - To be strong. But that wasn't the main reason. To be surrounded, to have friends, to have a family, to not feel like she was alone on top of this horrible universe. Maybe that was what she truly wanted. Maybe.
On the table rested her long odd-looking glaive that was always seen with her. She lifted her hand from the glass to the glaive and stroked the top gently with the porcelain-coloured fingertips. A new start now. That was what she truly wished for.
I don't want to go all the way alone.
Sitting in a too-large-for-her booth, Esuna rested her right shoulder on the table, her cheek leaning against her hand while her other hand circled the top of her glass, making a discreet but beautiful sound to those who could hear. There was nothing but water and melted ice inside her tall glass - It looked intact, she didn't even take one tiny sip. Her eyes were looking outside the large window on the side. Her eyes - The right one green, the left one blue - closed half-way down. She came here for Jedi training, but she was getting doubts. She didn't know if she was able to fufill all of the responsibility that will, maybe, be given to her.
She looked down on the table at her pale hand, her fingers still circling around on the top of her glass. She wasn't much of a fighter, more of a white Force summoner. If that even existed. Maybe that was why she came here - To be strong. But that wasn't the main reason. To be surrounded, to have friends, to have a family, to not feel like she was alone on top of this horrible universe. Maybe that was what she truly wanted. Maybe.
On the table rested her long odd-looking glaive that was always seen with her. She lifted her hand from the glass to the glaive and stroked the top gently with the porcelain-coloured fingertips. A new start now. That was what she truly wished for.
I don't want to go all the way alone.