@RIXROADS She’s kind. Maybe too kind. He feels a sudden flush of guilt that she can be so honest with him - - and he can barely say a word.
Where is he from? Nowhere now. The Temple that once shined over Coruscant is now tattered with Imperial flags. —-
@Crims0nkingd0m Zerin helps himself up, flattening his coat. “Well y’lost it now.” He dug into the pocket of his coat, bringing out a set of credit coins - - and flipping them towards Dryden.
“Y’get another job, don’t bother. Hope t’Dawn and t’whole lot of ya burn.”
@ReineCorlis Hope. ( He rolls his eyes. Yea, hope. Hope that saved the Jedi. That saved the Republic. )
Y’er a dreamer, Starlight. I like that ‘bout you.
@Crims0nkingd0m ( There’s a wince at the scratch. Then a wipe with his sleeve. )
Touchy, touchy. Y’should get that anger checked. Dryden. Touch o’l Zerin again, and it’s t’last time y’do.
Don’t give ah damn ‘bout y’er syndicate or respect. I’ll be seein’ myself out.
@ReineCorlis ( he takes a second. there is a lot to him that he may say, but he isn't sure if its even worth it. Its been so long since he's been honest with himself, that how can he even be honest with her now. )
What more is there?
@Crims0nkingd0m ( pulling away with a smack. ) Think y’losing t’line of employee and employer, friend. Y’lucky Zerin ain’t one t’swing away.
Keep t’others in line with those antics. Not me.