D'arial sighed as she sat in the co-pilot's seat, a droid taking her place and driving her. How pitiful.. I'm not even allowed to fly a spacecraft. This injury would cause her great suffering, not physically but psychologically. It felt strange to only be able to see from one eye. The other was covered with gauze to avoid infection. D'arial found this whole situation rather cumbersome. She'd be more of a burden to her master and would probably have a hard time adjusting to her surroundings. 'We were able to save your eye, but it is no longer functional.' That's what the medical droid had said. What's the point in having an eye and not being able to see out of it. She had her left arm resting on the armrest of her chair. She placed her hand on her forehead and let her face rest on her arm. Her bright red hair swooping forward, blocking her view.
D'arial couldn't believe it had only been stuck there for a week and a half. It felt like ages. She was rather impatient in her way and with a rather fiesty attitude as well. Being dependent on someone was not her thing. The doctors recommend her to stay a few more weeks. But she wasn't having it. This had been enough, she'd had it. Her master needed her and they had work that needed to be finished. She'd made her Master waste enough time already. D'arial could feel her head pounding, and she groaned in pain. Her eye, it ached. She felt the ship land in a rather bumpy way. "Scratch her up more why don't you?!" she shouted to the droid. The poor thing got startled. D'arial groaned in annoyance and made her way out of the ship.
As the door opened, she was welcomed by the warmth of the sun. D'arial attempted to shield her good eye with her arm, to little success. She felt as if the sun mimicked the last thing she saw before landing in the medical center. She remembered the young Sith's fast reflexes, which caused her misfortune. She got him too... But of course she ended up losing her sight in one eye, while this young apprentice of the Dark Side only got a scar. Such a pity I couldn't finish him off... she thought as she saw her master and walked towards him, the droid rushing and attempting to aid the wounded young padawan as she only waved the droid away. "Glad to see me again Master?" she said with a grin as she finally stood face to face with him.
Say it Backwards · Fri Jul 08, 2016 @ 09:21pm · 0 Comments |