[IC] Khali's Diary

[Trakaton Kalkoran]

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[Font=Bookman Old Style]Diary

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[Font=Bookman Old Style] Entry Two: Dismay

The girl sat down onto the ground with a frown upon her face, eyes staring directly into the holorecorder. Her skin was dirty, a darker tone to it all due to a mixture of mud, blood, and sweat. It was rather disgusting on the girl, but she didn’t seem to care much if at all.

Her expression was distant, even now thoughts rose in her head, more important than the words she was about to utter.

The sound of her lonely breath leaving her body..

It was the only sound.
Khali was the only thing around to cause sound.
For miles.

[indent][Font=Bookman Old Style]Acolyte...___... Entry Two.. Doing this while I lack a name is.. Going to take some getting used to.[/indent]

[Font=Bookman Old Style]She said with a bit of sadness filling her gaze. She’d been proud of the name given to her, her one distinct reminder of everything her father had done for her. Nonetheless, that was gone now.

[indent][Font=Bookman Old Style]I want to say a lot has happened since the last log but in reality, not much of it has actually been good news. I need to content myself with the little victories.. I am not dead yet, and that is what ultimately counts. As long..as my will to live continues on. I’m.. I’m going to make it. I need to, after all.[/indent]

[Font=Bookman Old Style]The briefest of smiles formed on her face, as if she needed to convince the person watching of the truthfulness of her words. She wasn’t quite lying.. Although clearly something more was to come. Of course there was.

[indent][Font=Bookman Old Style]I think this week can be defined by two things. Friendship.. And Loss.

I’ve made many people I consider friends this week.. People who may not consider me that in return, however. When I initially met Apprentice Leive, she decided to toy with me and play with my emotions. I’m..easily embarrassed I guess. But you probably know that.

I was mad at first, for forcing me into that situation. Naturally I’m going to obey a Siths word, but what I didn’t expect.. Is for that silly choice. That...silly game, to actually spark something between me and... Almir.

There's something different about him, that I know you don’t see after our talk yesterday. That’s a good thing, I wouldn’t want anyone else trying to take him from me. I can assure you, I would not let him go lightly.

But Leive has been much more than that. She understands me.. Has even supported me. That uhm.. That was exactly what I needed on that day. Just the slightest bit of support.. And then, I was back up on my feet. Serving once again![/indent]

[Font=Bookman Old Style]She shifted position, coming to cross her legs together. Both hands came to land onto her feet, whose bottoms were not placed once against the other. Her eyes looked upwards, to something in the distance, where she stared. Her stare was long.. And silent. She was waiting.

[indent][Font=Bookman Old Style]I met someone else too. In Fact I met him on the day of the last log.. But I was too afraid to put his name. Maybe because he reminds me of dad… In a way. Even if he’s a lot harsher and meaner!

He’s been talking to me daily now… Yesterday I allowed myself to believe it was only because his Master told him to keep watch on me.. But I don’t think that’s true anymore. Not after his words. Lord Sanguinis really was hard on him… too. I’m sorry that had to happen to your limbs..

He was willing to train me. In my other form.. Just incase I might be able to impress someone or another with it one day. He showed trust.. Like no other. He knew.. That maybe he was in danger. Or maybe he’s just that strong.. Lightsabers would kill me in seconds.. After all.

But he’s also different than the rest. He’s cared for me, and has trained me in a various amount of things. Not only combat.. But.. just about life as well. I’m really thankful for that. I’d kill anyone that hurt him. Anyone.[/indent]

[Font=Bookman Old Style]Her eyes fell to the side once again, almost like she’d just suddenly given up on everything. Her words that followed came out with a croak, lacking the gentleness of before.

[indent][Font=Bookman Old Style]I don’t even know if my name has truly been stripped from me. But Lord Sanguinis stated that the Dark Lord conciders me to be lower than any other alien. I should have expected so.. As Vax said. That was the most probable outcome. I shouldn’t be suprised.

I should be contwnt! That...my request to be caged in the ship was accepted. Nobody would need to see me.. and I wouldn't needlessly damage the ship. That's what happens.. when your claws make durasteel look like butter. But.. when I realised it might mean I’ll stagnate.. Grow weak.. And be unable to move around… I quickly became much less enthusiastic about it.

I need to learn telepathy before then.. Just.. just incase anyone does visit. I..know Leive said she would bring holobooks so I can study... But a part of me thinks she’ll never come. I guess I still have trouble trusting in anyone here. Despite how they have acted..

Doesn’t matter much I guess. In the end.. It doesn’t really change much, does it? The hate and distgust people have been looking at me with.. The attitude towards someone lower... I hate it! I do. But that’s a good thing.. In a way. Hate makes us stronger, doesn’t it?

I’m used to being alone anyway. This...this is no different than back then.[/indent]

[Font=Bookman Old Style]She'd almost proudly giggle...

[indent][Font=Bookman Old Style]If anything it’s better! Now I have the chance to power. The chance to actually prove them wrong. Everyday I grow stronger, and nothing has put a halt to that. In fact, It’s only been more and more by the day. Whether it be life lessons or new force powers.. Vax’ lightsaber training and Leives aid.

Maybe things aren’t as bad as I thought…

I need to get over what’s distracting me. Only then will I really be ready for what’s to come.[/indent]

[Font=Bookman Old Style]Her smile grew into a rather unfamiliar one. Mostly because.. It was genuine.

[indent][Font=Bookman Old Style]Sort of exciting.. When I think about it.

I can’t wait to see what’s coming up next.

This is the adventure I’ve asked for.. After all.

It’ll only be as good as I make it.[/indent]

[Font=Bookman Old Style]Bending over once more, her hand slowly came out of view, and the recording ended.