checking windows [...] dreaming of sunlight

[lessa]

✯ — honestly, it's just me, brainlessly, so silly, always hoping for good to be

Lessa added 'Bendu' to her list of known previous Jedi.  She'd never heard of him, but most of the Jedi had been dead since she was born, so it was not really odd.  She nodded quietly, supposing the Starpool made sense, although whenever she was close to the clear body of water, she felt next to nothing.  It was a beautiful, serene place, and she definitely felt some of the mystical energy, but not as strongly as she perhaps would have before.  The marten was almost surprised at how little it bothered her; but then, she had other concerns after all.

"C-can't see much of an-anything," the Halo murmured, shaking her head.  Her vision was already limited to one eye; in the dark it was an absolute nightmare.  How she hated the pitch dark.  ".. Used to see... Better," but that felt like a long time ago now.

She felt restless, wondering where their other two party members were, but uncertain if they should really wait too long.  They had a job to do after all.  Why the kriff did Bast thing it was a good idea to make her one of the two in charge?  She felt like jumping out a window, if they could find an open one that was.  At least then, the observatory wouldn't be separating her and Shine.  "P-perhaps we g-go on ahead," she offered, ear flicking, "a-an' maybe they'll c-catch up."
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px cornflowerblue; font-size: 12px;"]— lessa ren solo ✯

#psychosocial.