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//Open secure file
//Password - ********************
//Authorizing
//Authorising//Password accepted//Begin recording...
Entry 33...
The recording started with a harsh tsk, followed by the sound of fabrics being moved around.
“That's three more… starting to have quite the collection. And these weren't even from combat.. “
Another silence followed during which the speaker moved around in the space, soft footfalls echoing on to the tape. The sound of a faucet going and closing.
“I only hope the other offender gets double the cuts.. And may that nosey doctrine witch get boils. Her masters reaction to that ridiculous bowlcut was.. A balm to sooth an angry soul.”
A soft chuckle could be heard on the recording, as the speaker moved around in the space. Fabric rustled again, followed by the twin thunks of heavy soles finding a wall.
“.. deployment was amusing. Rarely do I get the chance to see my master in action, I wish I had had a holo.. Her face was priceless when she had to handle those cubs. And ride a sleen.”
More laughter. Not an unpleasant sound, one you make when you genuinely believe yourself alone.
“Naturally Zveris had to ride off on his own with his cubs.. So much for an insight outing. But kriff, this task is one I will remember fondly for quite some time.. Rushing through the brush on mounts while being chased by a pack of angry beasts..”
A deep inhale, followed by an exhale.
“Stars above I felt alive..”
The speaker remaind silent for a while. Jars and things moved around on whatever desk surface she had to use.
“And there's nothing wrong with my force damned body.. I have shapes.. Don't i?"
The recording cut.
//Password - ********************
//Authorizing
//Authorising//Password accepted//Begin recording...
Entry 33...
The recording started with a harsh tsk, followed by the sound of fabrics being moved around.
“That's three more… starting to have quite the collection. And these weren't even from combat.. “
Another silence followed during which the speaker moved around in the space, soft footfalls echoing on to the tape. The sound of a faucet going and closing.
“I only hope the other offender gets double the cuts.. And may that nosey doctrine witch get boils. Her masters reaction to that ridiculous bowlcut was.. A balm to sooth an angry soul.”
A soft chuckle could be heard on the recording, as the speaker moved around in the space. Fabric rustled again, followed by the twin thunks of heavy soles finding a wall.
“.. deployment was amusing. Rarely do I get the chance to see my master in action, I wish I had had a holo.. Her face was priceless when she had to handle those cubs. And ride a sleen.”
More laughter. Not an unpleasant sound, one you make when you genuinely believe yourself alone.
“Naturally Zveris had to ride off on his own with his cubs.. So much for an insight outing. But kriff, this task is one I will remember fondly for quite some time.. Rushing through the brush on mounts while being chased by a pack of angry beasts..”
A deep inhale, followed by an exhale.
“Stars above I felt alive..”
The speaker remaind silent for a while. Jars and things moved around on whatever desk surface she had to use.
“And there's nothing wrong with my force damned body.. I have shapes.. Don't i?"
The recording cut.
