I take one day off from work, things start falling apart while I’m gone, and I’m stuck cleaning up the fallout for the rest of the week.
At least we’re closed on Friday.
*watches as friend descends into otp feelings*
Fuckin’ Jedi Code…
TOR Writing - Rhysta/Talbrissa - “The Line”
She wanted to scream.
At any other point, maybe, just maybe, she could have handled it better. Even as she kept most of the turmoil under wraps it came through in how she moved, the stiffness in her face; the blazing glare of her eyes. The Jedi would know even without feeling whatever she might be feeling from her.
"You’re an idiot," Rhysta muttered as they walked out of the Voss’s temple, trying to focus on the peaks of the mountains rising up around the valley instead of yelling at the insufferable woman.
"And your opinion will not change so long as I live," Talbrissa spoke evenly, but she grunted and clutched her side with a notable wince. Rhysta clenched her hands, feeling a tremor of pain wash over her senses from the other woman. Talbrissa straightened after a moment to steady her breathing, "it was needed. I was needed. That is the life of a Jedi."