Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Oct 9, 2012 17:21:04 GMT -5
Var rolled her eyes. This Jedi just didn't get it.
"Don't you see? This is the way I want to live my life. I don't want to be a Sith, I don't want to be a Jedi. I want to have a condo and a job, I want to have a salary and go out to eat with friends on the weekend. I want to date nice guys, normal guys. I don't want to be some demigod of the Force. I want to be normal."
The white-skinned woman sipped from her cup and pulled her legs further beneath her, balancing the cup on the arm of the chair.
Her large green eyes caught sight of the chronometer on the wall and she sighed. It was getting quite late.
"It's time for you to go back to your ship now. I brought you in for food, not for a slumber party."
Var's biting tone was eking back into her speech, the sharp sarcasm returning to prominence. It was a little too hard to expect her whole demeanor to change by 180 degrees in just a few months. She was only mortal.
The Twi'lek rose from her chair and ferried the cocoa back into the kitchen, putting the leftovers into the cooler and the cups into the dishwasher. Then she darted back out and stood near the door.
"Out you go."
"Don't you see? This is the way I want to live my life. I don't want to be a Sith, I don't want to be a Jedi. I want to have a condo and a job, I want to have a salary and go out to eat with friends on the weekend. I want to date nice guys, normal guys. I don't want to be some demigod of the Force. I want to be normal."
The white-skinned woman sipped from her cup and pulled her legs further beneath her, balancing the cup on the arm of the chair.
Her large green eyes caught sight of the chronometer on the wall and she sighed. It was getting quite late.
"It's time for you to go back to your ship now. I brought you in for food, not for a slumber party."
Var's biting tone was eking back into her speech, the sharp sarcasm returning to prominence. It was a little too hard to expect her whole demeanor to change by 180 degrees in just a few months. She was only mortal.
The Twi'lek rose from her chair and ferried the cocoa back into the kitchen, putting the leftovers into the cooler and the cups into the dishwasher. Then she darted back out and stood near the door.
"Out you go."