#wellthatwasfast

*cam pops on, showing crez sitting in the shade of a tatooine cliff side, some smoking droid wrecks behind her. Stinky, her pet tauntaun ram is out, instead of Ed. Her eyes are furrowed, and lips pursed in thoughtfull, yet clear disgruntlement*

Welcome to tatooine... It's kinda pretty, i guess. If i wasn't so preoccupied with maintaining a stable core temperature. Was hoping to be given a tour of this joint by someone, but welp that's out of the picture. Can't blame anyone really. His new master says that i'm too much of a liability, what with him needing to focus on work, and how i might drag him into trouble with higher up sith.  Okay, i admit it. I'm upset over it. We chiss DO have feelings, we just... are better at showing them sometimes. I think. Maybe i'm broken. Probably why i got tossed out of the ascendancy.  Ether way yeah, i get off work early in hopes to see him, and get the " We need to talk" talk. I've had to stage that one with so many targets it's not funny. 

Ether way, yeah. Nobody is to blame for this. I told him flat out if we went anywhere, our careers are first, and that's how it was. And i thought i was handling myself around those blasted sith too... hugghhh.

But hey, dodging sand people and heat stroke makes for a great distraction. 

It is kinda sadly ironic i'm on his old stomping grounds though... *sigh*

*shakes her head* Now now girl, i can't get all mopey over a little fling like this. It's time you get to work, and maybe someday people might actually give you respect.

* Crez unfastens the liquor cask off Stinky's back, takes a long swig, howling at the bite, shoulders her gun, and walks on out into the sand*