[IC] Elena's Holodiary

[Theprettiestorc]

Log 14

More sounds of rain, plinking hollow. Elena speaks up, after a rustle of cloth. "Been spending more nights outside the Spire, get acclimated to the cold. The mission's coming up soon, and with Tapas a hopeless cause at the moment, I've been working on my Augment. Putting some survival skills to use, as well, out here..."

"I cannot stress what I owe my benefactor for giving me the first steps on this. Faster, stronger... movements more fluid. I've been getting a lot of fitness in with this, I suppose, but going into combat will be a different story. There are breaks here and again - I had a chat about what I feel about Aliens."

Her voice seems firmer. "Aliens are to be subservient to those above them. But if they are more powerful, take power instead of resting on their laurels... what a terrifying, fantastic thing that might be. Pushed down at every turn. I was told that Adversity and Strife truly make a Sith, so does anyone actually realize the Purist Ideal only makes the Aliens stronger under it? That is, if they learn from it, take what Power they can. Otherwise, they are food."

A calming breath. "... attended a social gathering of Powerbases. A Twi'lek tried to coerce me into learning Alchemy. Once she was gone, I disposed of her contact chip. There was a Lord with much skin showing, Imperials yelling for alcohol... someone with the aura of a Darth, and yet rotund. I did not imbibe of alcohol, myself."

A thoughtful sound. "Injuries are doing better - perhaps channeling the Force is helping? In any case, should sleep. More training in the morning." She begins to hum, a soft tune... a lullaby, similar to the worded one.