Space Log: Life of Tirius

[jiral]

*The red light above flickered as Tirius started to hone in on old memories nearly forgotten. He stared at the ceiling of the Star Destroyer hanger bay that he was assigned quarters within. "That girl..." He sighed as his hair flowed about his face well oiled and less spiked than before. "Today was just a day," He started, talking to himself softly as he mediatated in the hangar. "How I loved her, such conviction I held dear now a faded memory of a time long past..."He drifted in his thoughts Total silence

[jiral]

Tirius clung tightly to the railing up above. "What has become of us...? I a rising Sith and her a Jedi deep in the ways of the Order." The ship glided along through space and Tirius decided to hone his force skill. "Anger, Malice, Hatred, all in one furious sweep of fury.." He started to levitate a tad bit as he mediatated. "Love..."