Post by Foxfire on Jan 7, 2013 20:05:57 GMT -5
The cold of darkness swallowed every thing. Leaving no light for any harmful shadow did the blackness give. Echoing moans of beasts unknown often fill the air surounding the small gray jedi Aleen. Only the brash blaze of a lightsaber could on find comfort. The soft patting of his bare feet upon the permacret gave the feel of one being followed yet noting was.
A sudden explosion of screeks from spider bats as they were startled from their nests made a choked gasp of fear. A far off being shreiked in fear. I'd it find some thing or did some thing find it within the darkness. All surounding was the darkness. The aleena moved not with fear but purpose for the force was with him. He pulsed and searched out with the force. A low pulsing thrumb was what the force felt like. The walls, metal, and any life form echoed the sound giving back to the little aleena what it was and wheither it meant for harm or help.
Then a sudden roar filled his ears as a massive creature that he had never seen before him exploded through a weakened premacret wall. As it jumped at the little alien.......
Miss Luna Fortuna your party is waiting at the main nurses desk, Miss Luna Fortuna your party is waiting at the main nurses desk.
The illusion shattered as the outside world broke over the noise of one of Halc Greimer's drama-ed illusionary stories. His past quests as a gray was very big with both the visitors and the tentants of Hotel Cali, a Fondorian home for the mentally insane. For a few months since his rediscovery in the Coruscant depths Halc had been enjoying a restful time. Mal Konti's new medicine seemed to be helping keeping the fits quiet and his health in balance.
As long as there was food and young people to listen to his taller than himself tales he seemed to react well with what was going on with his quiet life. Every three days he would put on one of his vision quests stories enhanced by the force illusionary skill which was growing with every months worth of stories.
At the end of this particular his saged in futige because of the intensity of the vision and the emotions that was infused into the story.
Miss Luna Fortuna....Thank you for the story Mr. Halc. I'll be back nest week to hear the end, K. Laters now.
Halc tiredly smiled. She gave him a cherry tart heavy in icing and still warm. Holding the tart in his hands he nodded his head as she smiled and ran off to her parents. As she 'rounded the corner the tarted was inhaled by a hungry aleen mouth. A satisfying 'mmmmm..' came from Greimer. Sitting back he let his small eyes sag closed to rest for a short bit.
A sudden explosion of screeks from spider bats as they were startled from their nests made a choked gasp of fear. A far off being shreiked in fear. I'd it find some thing or did some thing find it within the darkness. All surounding was the darkness. The aleena moved not with fear but purpose for the force was with him. He pulsed and searched out with the force. A low pulsing thrumb was what the force felt like. The walls, metal, and any life form echoed the sound giving back to the little aleena what it was and wheither it meant for harm or help.
Then a sudden roar filled his ears as a massive creature that he had never seen before him exploded through a weakened premacret wall. As it jumped at the little alien.......
Miss Luna Fortuna your party is waiting at the main nurses desk, Miss Luna Fortuna your party is waiting at the main nurses desk.
The illusion shattered as the outside world broke over the noise of one of Halc Greimer's drama-ed illusionary stories. His past quests as a gray was very big with both the visitors and the tentants of Hotel Cali, a Fondorian home for the mentally insane. For a few months since his rediscovery in the Coruscant depths Halc had been enjoying a restful time. Mal Konti's new medicine seemed to be helping keeping the fits quiet and his health in balance.
As long as there was food and young people to listen to his taller than himself tales he seemed to react well with what was going on with his quiet life. Every three days he would put on one of his vision quests stories enhanced by the force illusionary skill which was growing with every months worth of stories.
At the end of this particular his saged in futige because of the intensity of the vision and the emotions that was infused into the story.
Miss Luna Fortuna....Thank you for the story Mr. Halc. I'll be back nest week to hear the end, K. Laters now.
Halc tiredly smiled. She gave him a cherry tart heavy in icing and still warm. Holding the tart in his hands he nodded his head as she smiled and ran off to her parents. As she 'rounded the corner the tarted was inhaled by a hungry aleen mouth. A satisfying 'mmmmm..' came from Greimer. Sitting back he let his small eyes sag closed to rest for a short bit.