Star Wars Galaxy At War RP Thread

Daran had a hand on Satana's chest, he could feel her heart rate was elevated and tears were running down her face. "Satana?" He whispered.

She jolted awake. For a moment she didn't know where she was. She had to sit up and look around before she finally remembered. Her eyes fell on Daran. She pulled him into a hug and burried her face in his neck. "Daran.... I don't know what to do anymore."

Daran wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly. "Whats wrong?" He asked softly after a few moments. He had not been in her dream, he did not know what had transpired.

She shook her head, taking a deep breath to calm herself. "Just a dream."

Daran shook his head. "You seemed distressed, Satana..." he said softly "...what is wrong? Or what has happened?" He didn't probe her but he could have. He smiled at her.

She shook her head and rubbed her eyes. "Its none of your concern. Not now anyways."

Daran's eyes widened. "None of my concern..." he repeated, carefully and quietly "...if that is your wish." He held her in his arms a few seconds longer and then moved back away from her.

"Daran I don't-..." Her hand hung in the air as he pulled away. She wanted his touch right now. She needed it. But he had pulled away from her. She hung her head, her hair shadowing her eyes, and got up. Slowly she walked out of the room. She needed to talk to Tyri.

He had held his head low, keeping his eyes down. He felt he wasn't trusted. He would give her anything to keep her in his arms but he felt she had just rejected him. He wouldn't leave her but he wasn't sure what he could do. "I'm sorry." He whispered before she left the room. "I'm sorry you don't believe in me." He finished but she had left the room at that point.

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Tyri is in hanger co-ordinating the repair of the Shadows equipment.

She wouldn't say a word. With her head down shed walk up behind Tyri and wrap her arms around her best friend.

Tyri's eyes widened, and she froze for a moment until she realised who it was. Tyri put the data pad she was holding down on an equipment box beside her, and reached up to hold Satana's arms. "Sat?"

"Ty... Ya busy?" She didn't let her go. She didn't want Tyri too see how red her eyes were. Not until she knew if Ty had time to talk or not.

"Well, uhm..." she glanced the chrono on the datapad "...sure we can talk." She squeezed Satana's arms.

She pulled away, turning her back quickly. She spoke cheerfully as she walked away. "Its cool. Was just wondering. Later!"

Tyri turned around, with mild suprise on her face. "Sa- uh?" She watched Satana walk away and was entirely perplexed. "Satana!" She called out.

She went to the mess hall to get something to drink. Shed sit down, with her back exposed for once, and just stare at her stomach.

A red haired woman walked slowly over, dressed in the uniform of a general. She slipped into the booth opposite Satana, and placed a drink on the table.

Satana looked up as the woman slipped into the booth. She wasn't in the mood to chat. But.. How do you politly tell a General to buzz off? She sat up a bit straighter, but did not offer her a smile. "Good evening General."

She looked up and pushed the drink towards her. "Don't you recognise me?" She asked. Her appearance had changed over the last six years as war took it's toll on her, she seemed older, and had some scars on her face but she was still the same person, generally speaking anyway. "It's me, Ayana..."

She raised a brow and narrowed her eyes. Her tone was of disbelief, but she was grinning. "Ayana? As in the woman who I was going to have a drink with on Hoth?The woman who saved my sorry ass from Jacens men on Endor? My Ayana?... Couldn't be. My Ayana was a sexy Imperial chick. You're too tough to be my Ayana." Her grin grew a bit and she gave Ayana a playful wink.