by Xyll Vanth on Mon Jul 01, 2019 1:10 am
The memories were almost overwhelming, but somehow she held on and pushed herself past the experience. When it was over, she sat there quietly for a while, trying to hold on to them as best she could... though she could feel them slipping from her.
She relayed some of them as best she could; little more than a few words and phrases detailing a decade here, an important life event there... and then they were all gone. But she could sense...
"...I know Rakatan."
She looked toward the device again, could she communicate with it further? Use her newfound knowledge of their language to pierce yet more secrets?
Sith | Human | Lord Nyx | The Witness | Academy Prodigy | Confident | Dead eye | Core-Worlds Accent Carries: Armored Robes, Lightsaber, Datapad, Stimpacks
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