by Jun-Tsu Farro on Wed Jun 05, 2019 1:03 am
Time was meaningless in the void of space, Jun-Tsu thought, as she sat aboard Remmington's ship. It was a thought she'd had before. Indeed, anyone who had ever been to space likely thought much the same thing. Traveling from planet to planet truly made one realize how utterly immaterial time was. It would be time for the evening meal in her family's eastern palace, but where she was going, at the center of Empire, it was barely breaking dawn. It would be an adjustment, to be sure, to acclimatize to such an adjustment, but she had long managed such inconveniences.
She folded her hands into her black-clad lap, and continued to stare out at the streaming light of hyperspace. It would still be a while before they reached Ziost, which, Jun-Tsu took as a good thing. Though she tried to hide it, a hint of apprehension rested on her occluded face. It was times like this she was happy for the ceremonial robes and the headdresses, and all the traditional finery she was forced to endure for the sake of a trip to the capital.
In her lap rested a small dark sphere. It's surface perfectly smooth, but which did not shine or reflect in the dim light of the ship. It was like an orb of pure, empty space, nested among the draping folds of Jun-Tsu's robes. She idly rested a hand upon its surface, caressing it.
Force Sensitive | Human | Dark Side | Witch-Queen of Korriz | Empress Dowager | Reverand Mother
"Come mein children. Let me teach you zhe vayz of zhe Dark Zide."