Dios Kane
Jun 4th, 2003, 12:19:13 PM
:: Me and Maia had been through some hard times as of late. but we were back again. Inside my Corellian Corvette, the Space Cowboy, I sat on deck in the pilot seat without a shirt. This was my home practically and I could walk around dressed however I wanted for as the moment called, especially since Maia was asleep now.
She'd been sleeping for a little while now and I was pretty tired too but I couldn't sleep too well. In three good words, I was screwed. Nothing else to it. An eternal life of burden and so much had happened to us. It wasn't just me. It would always be us.
Revelations occured everyonce in a while about me and Maia. What had I done? I had dragged her into this. Given her the holy water, we'd made that weird bond thingy, now she was stuck to me. And she had to live with it now, even when the force handed me the bad end of the deal. Such as a hell of memories and two psychotic freaks coming after me and hating her on a side note. No one directly hated Maia it seemed, except for maybe Kaytor, just because she couldn't have me.
I laughed, tilting my head back and taking a long swallow of the firebrandy in my hand. I brought it down. Still not direct hate, it was still because of me. And Fiend... he was just a crazy mo from the get go. He was my fault too though, and he hated me, meaning to get at me, he would hurt Maia.
Sure Niccademus had "stopped" him once. But that was once, Fiend was a god as far as I was concerned. I heard he was president of Blastech Industries now and had established himself somewhere in the Outer Rim. I hadn't heard much else though. And Kaytor, I heard the Shrine finally caught up with her. I didn't plan on seeing her for some time. A very long time. I didn't have any problems with that.
I just wanted Maia to be happy. But I might've scarred that. I might've been the own fault in what I wanted to happen. I sighed. That sucks. I closed my eyes, running a hand through my silver hair.
Another thing that sucks, I couldn't feel the lightside. How the frell did people go back to it. I couold only sense the foreboding shadow of the darkside. It was there and it burst like a torrent when I got angry. What was I to do?
Ahh... dren. Straight to the Force! I point my finger up at the ceiling of the ship. Straight there... I'd send my entire life of rot and scum just to keep her happy.::
She'd been sleeping for a little while now and I was pretty tired too but I couldn't sleep too well. In three good words, I was screwed. Nothing else to it. An eternal life of burden and so much had happened to us. It wasn't just me. It would always be us.
Revelations occured everyonce in a while about me and Maia. What had I done? I had dragged her into this. Given her the holy water, we'd made that weird bond thingy, now she was stuck to me. And she had to live with it now, even when the force handed me the bad end of the deal. Such as a hell of memories and two psychotic freaks coming after me and hating her on a side note. No one directly hated Maia it seemed, except for maybe Kaytor, just because she couldn't have me.
I laughed, tilting my head back and taking a long swallow of the firebrandy in my hand. I brought it down. Still not direct hate, it was still because of me. And Fiend... he was just a crazy mo from the get go. He was my fault too though, and he hated me, meaning to get at me, he would hurt Maia.
Sure Niccademus had "stopped" him once. But that was once, Fiend was a god as far as I was concerned. I heard he was president of Blastech Industries now and had established himself somewhere in the Outer Rim. I hadn't heard much else though. And Kaytor, I heard the Shrine finally caught up with her. I didn't plan on seeing her for some time. A very long time. I didn't have any problems with that.
I just wanted Maia to be happy. But I might've scarred that. I might've been the own fault in what I wanted to happen. I sighed. That sucks. I closed my eyes, running a hand through my silver hair.
Another thing that sucks, I couldn't feel the lightside. How the frell did people go back to it. I couold only sense the foreboding shadow of the darkside. It was there and it burst like a torrent when I got angry. What was I to do?
Ahh... dren. Straight to the Force! I point my finger up at the ceiling of the ship. Straight there... I'd send my entire life of rot and scum just to keep her happy.::