*There is a clattering of several small items on the ground, then some scratching and sliding as Nyx-Warda apperantly fishes through them. She mumbles as she picks up several items.*
Have to get all this techno-crap sorted out... last time I hand someone a virtual pet instead of a comm.link. Let's see now.... comm.link.... datachip.... beacon....
*The microphone is muffled with loud static as she picks up the voice recorder itself, and feels around on it.*
Holy kriff allmighty, what is this!?
Is this? ....my old.... Well, kriff me....
*The recording cuts out as she clicks the device off*
*Several minuets later, she activates the recording again, this time focused on her task.*
Well that was... interesting. It feels like so long ago... listening to my old recordings when the worst of my worries was dealing with my nightmares, and fighting guilt for killing stormtroopers. I'm not going to bother to catch up on the lost time, but I will say this much; discovering that others have more problems than you do sure as hell helps you lay your own petty shit to rest. I still have nightmares, but it seems all but the most dedicated of beleivers has forgotten about the "Night-Guardian" by now. The guilt... I guess I'm just losing my ability to give a kark. It seems the galaxy has a way of working itself out, and people like me are just along for the ride. Of course, that's not to say we can't help it out a little.
*She stifles a bit of a chuckle at that last statement, then gives up holding back and breaks into a wild cackle.*
Ha.. I suppose, for the record, I should explain why I'm laughing so you don't think I'm crazier than I am. Just earlier today, I made a joke using the same speech.. told the young Rodian lady about my veiws on "Cosmic Karma" and "Helping it along", then eagerly demonstrated what I meant. I ordered a Tatooine sunburn, but not to drink. Oh no. I gathered my things, casually walked up to Master Thode, and splashed it in his face. Hehehehh heh heh.. it was hilarious.
I only do such a thing, of course, because I was the unfiortunate target for a good dose of unpleasantness yesterday. We had found each-other on the same Archaology expedition with Master McCay, and he was ripping on me the whole time. I'm not sure what provoked him... after all, he hardly knows me ...but he was obviously on spice, so I didn't take any of it personally. ...or seriously for that matter. I had a good bit of fun with him giving it right back; much to the annoyance of my former-student Ri. EXPOSITION!! heheh, anyway, we had a good bicker-fest then, and I figured he needed to be knocked off his high horse a little today. Folks who like to tease, I figure, need someone who can give it back to them a bit. Besides, it's a good enough distraction for me, too.
He was pretty upset when I did it, heheh. As soon as I did, I booked it out of the cantina, and flew off with him chasing right behind me. What a sight we must have been! Here I was flying through the air, and he was chasing after me shouting.
*She does her best impression of Thode's voice, with a hearty helping of comic grumpiness.*
"YOU'RE DEAD SQUINTY!!!"
*She breaks into a wild giggle*
I suppose you had to be there, but for me at least, it was a good time. I had to do something of the sort... after last night. Maybe I'll tell about what happened last night soon, and maybe I won't. In any case, I'm not going to tell about it now.. don't like to talk about problems and kark now unless there's something I can do about them. There is something I can do for this one, but it's something that can't be done just yet. Ha. If ever there was a need for jedi patience, right? Anyway, I best be shutting this off and getting some rest.
What? Surprised? Yes, I am willingly getting some rest. Comes with being responsable and kark. It's this new thing I'm trying out... gonna see how long it'll last.
*END*
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Have to get all this techno-crap sorted out... last time I hand someone a virtual pet instead of a comm.link. Let's see now.... comm.link.... datachip.... beacon....
*The microphone is muffled with loud static as she picks up the voice recorder itself, and feels around on it.*
Holy kriff allmighty, what is this!?
Is this? ....my old.... Well, kriff me....
*The recording cuts out as she clicks the device off*
*Several minuets later, she activates the recording again, this time focused on her task.*
Well that was... interesting. It feels like so long ago... listening to my old recordings when the worst of my worries was dealing with my nightmares, and fighting guilt for killing stormtroopers. I'm not going to bother to catch up on the lost time, but I will say this much; discovering that others have more problems than you do sure as hell helps you lay your own petty shit to rest. I still have nightmares, but it seems all but the most dedicated of beleivers has forgotten about the "Night-Guardian" by now. The guilt... I guess I'm just losing my ability to give a kark. It seems the galaxy has a way of working itself out, and people like me are just along for the ride. Of course, that's not to say we can't help it out a little.
*She stifles a bit of a chuckle at that last statement, then gives up holding back and breaks into a wild cackle.*
Ha.. I suppose, for the record, I should explain why I'm laughing so you don't think I'm crazier than I am. Just earlier today, I made a joke using the same speech.. told the young Rodian lady about my veiws on "Cosmic Karma" and "Helping it along", then eagerly demonstrated what I meant. I ordered a Tatooine sunburn, but not to drink. Oh no. I gathered my things, casually walked up to Master Thode, and splashed it in his face. Hehehehh heh heh.. it was hilarious.
I only do such a thing, of course, because I was the unfiortunate target for a good dose of unpleasantness yesterday. We had found each-other on the same Archaology expedition with Master McCay, and he was ripping on me the whole time. I'm not sure what provoked him... after all, he hardly knows me ...but he was obviously on spice, so I didn't take any of it personally. ...or seriously for that matter. I had a good bit of fun with him giving it right back; much to the annoyance of my former-student Ri. EXPOSITION!! heheh, anyway, we had a good bicker-fest then, and I figured he needed to be knocked off his high horse a little today. Folks who like to tease, I figure, need someone who can give it back to them a bit. Besides, it's a good enough distraction for me, too.
He was pretty upset when I did it, heheh. As soon as I did, I booked it out of the cantina, and flew off with him chasing right behind me. What a sight we must have been! Here I was flying through the air, and he was chasing after me shouting.
*She does her best impression of Thode's voice, with a hearty helping of comic grumpiness.*
"YOU'RE DEAD SQUINTY!!!"
*She breaks into a wild giggle*
I suppose you had to be there, but for me at least, it was a good time. I had to do something of the sort... after last night. Maybe I'll tell about what happened last night soon, and maybe I won't. In any case, I'm not going to tell about it now.. don't like to talk about problems and kark now unless there's something I can do about them. There is something I can do for this one, but it's something that can't be done just yet. Ha. If ever there was a need for jedi patience, right? Anyway, I best be shutting this off and getting some rest.
What? Surprised? Yes, I am willingly getting some rest. Comes with being responsable and kark. It's this new thing I'm trying out... gonna see how long it'll last.
*END*
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