Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17481441-20161210221654/@comment-17481441-20170125143148


 * Calimitan walks to the medical bay and enters the room where Tuma's bacta-tank is being held. He makes sure that no one is around and locks the door into the room. He takes a deep breath.

Calimitan, the Damned: "I have a confession to make, daughter of the Damned. Whether you are listening or not, I am telling you this because there is a very low chance that you will ever leave the bacta tank alive."


 * Calimitan clenches all six of his fists.

Calimitan, the Damned: "A long time ago, I met a fierce Fallen warrior named Isha. We met on an earthly battlefield, and briefly engaged in a blade fight. But it this fight did not last long. When our blades locked, an unholy spawn of Darkness broke through the surface of the field and started attacking our forces. We were quickly overrun, and a brief ceasefire was made in an attempt to save both of the belligerent Houses from losing their clunches on Earth. Isha and I were forced to see eye to eye and resist the urge to slit each others' throats.


 * Calimitan jumps towards the door and puts his head on it. He hears light footsteps. He jumps back to his previous position and continues to tell the story.

Calimitan, the Damned: "We were stranded in what the humans would call a "mineshaft" for 15 months. Over the first two months, tensions between Isha and I greatly diminished. We understood the harsh reality that we might never leave the forsaken shaft. We... did things together that would be considered very sinful to Fallen tradition. I am not going to explain what we did because I am running out of time to talk to you, but you should know that you were the result of our actions."

''*A Dreg tries to open the locked door. Calimitan walks over to the door, unlocks it, and walks out. The Dreg walks in and checks the status monitors. There are sound waves being deflected off of the walls of the tank...''