Getting a call for back-up by another unit of stormtroopers unit. Thinking he should take the long path by back tracking and taking alternate routes. Or continued on the current path, but part of the path was unappeasable do a large section missing. Looking down a single slip up can fall to his doom. Shrugged it off and decided to continued on the same path,
"I am SCAR."
Saying to himself taking steps back. Started changing using his thruster pack Kreel wall jumped, keeping his feet moving on the wall till he made it on the other side.
As I had seen the SCAR squadron make their way, had nodded to the side while looking at the pair thought to myself.
... continues.
"Tears can dry" had thought to my self.
Had sniff the soil of this world, sunken my visuals into the humidity that surrounded, had sense the period of suspended time in which the brother Four of his sister Illyria suffered from a sickening co-dependency and fear of letting go, loosing control and opposite forces, it made me feel revolting and claustrophobic. Grounding my feet in the interlude among spaces, the futile idea to fight for. Coordinates to abort the operation, as had knit one node closer, took one of the speeders and left, leaving the other one where it was.
Could feel the rage building up after the frustration, no this speeder was not park properly, filled with electric sand, how hateful, that rusty sensation and sound that reaps away the motor across my black leather boots while pressing the accelerator. The truth went a stage further like if I would respond to a Jedi where the Orders come from or the Force in the stream wile surfing the river. The truth was presumptuous to admit as the Artefact had been detected on an other planet, the faith that lay behind it, it rose from the believe that stimulated being run within some prodigious computational substance in greater and more encompassing reality beyond. Kylo Ren had his will.
While skipping the obstacles in the terrain had stripped the branch with leafs away who got stuck disturbing the movement of the speeder body to turn.
So many truths building up, as the invisible who emanates among influences on those without them being aware of it. Would I hesitate with the power of the force, acceptance, like the wind blowing across the self when is perceived thorough the experience it has to offer on everything it touches.
They, after all had to endure on time, remembering before I jumped, inside the pupils of Four digging immensely after the shallow of his light, I could still capture that moment growing up, meticulously, expressing my heart to become on of these huge, fierce, horrible double creatures who hunted them and killed them and arrested their souls, encapsulating it through the times to do all the awful jobs I was doing now.
I like it to watch down, I really did to get nasty that cold thrill up the cavities of my nostrils, the truth simply imposed on conquering hegemony, it wasn't the religious thing of the Sith really, not even to have all the Troopers moving out a singular direction, not even shinning out for the mellow applause of the likeable masses. Statistically likelihood, It was more simple, I just like it to look down at the body of a Jedi, that was me from any perspective. An unscrupulous inner smile moved the right upper lip to the side with a straightforward pleasure.
Only by observing his tighten body about to be slide out in layers, by perfection, in fount surrendering, I could shuffle the Artefact buttons between the fingers of my both hands up the machine's slot and show him how it works, "So is yours! right? Let me see how far can you take it then." Oh, is in an other world now, I see. Tricky apprentices looking for princess to help them, hum, nice work, what an interesting dweller. At this the lone hunter specialist of me left his mind alone, short memories who banged me back from realities who cross over from a few minutes ago.
The faster had driven the closer I was becoming to a sense of independent fulfilment out the core, could I frankly transform into an emotional creature, become humbly honest ass a devoted follower? Have wonder while navigating the afterwards of his apprentice of a Jedi Virgin eyes guessed the truth would mean playing a woman who is weak, a woman who has never been in the light of The Empire not really a right hand, but its shadow, a woman who would give in? This was my own ceremony and solemnity towards millions of vibrations while driving the speeder. My personal vengeance a personal vengeance no one needs to know but for the darkness who birthed me.
My legs increased the volume of pressure in the gear, rewarding me with a higher velocity a profound thick sound as had pressed my muscles into the burning turbines for an other turn, it made me breath away from others emotional field while hugging down the mobile. Once a sufficient portion of this people within the simulation came to acknowledge that it was a simulation of the mind to gather information, the value of the simulation to those who had set it up would disappear and the whole thing would conclude with the same excitement in which had started loosing each step to win an other.
The Queen of the Void, Naulah Wraith my next stop, she was attempting to cripple the Empire's Operations with one thousand Revenants left from the five thousand she had on her side, loyal to the Wraith family, I knew where to find her avoiding a few episodes in order to enter Tatooine, enter as the dancer spy. The assertion that the outward journey was made so much more rapidly seems no less to belong to the realm of fantasy. Oh, yes, the great and almost certainly mythical intergalactical vortex. It still exists, whom I was to judge anyone in it, would this truly be a conviction I need it to apply? so.... driven, so taken by the force.
