cityship: (Stacy--Main AI)
cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-10-09 01:05 am

Get you Gone

The meeting is over, the teams have been assigned, the plans have been laid out. It's time to get weapons.

It's time to wish each other luck, and say goodbyes--with the hope that they're only "good bye for now"s.

It's about to get very hairy from here on out.

[identity profile] ladyofthesands.livejournal.com 2009-10-14 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Watch the Jed-Eye's back for me and Mara Jade's as well, if you can," she said quietly, and took the hunter-seeker with some distaste. "Staying, it seems, is my only option. This group is large, else I would go with you myself."

"I wish to kill no one," she flashed back. "It will only be a final resort, this thing.

[identity profile] worm-dancer.livejournal.com 2009-10-14 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
"They hardly need my help, Sister. They are more formidable warriors than any Sardaukar or Fish Speaker. I will keep an eye for them, however." Oh yes. Definitely a worrier.

"Wish in one, piss in the other: See which catchpocket fills up first." A bit of pithy Rakian folk wisdom.

[identity profile] ladyofthesands.livejournal.com 2009-10-14 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
"An eye is all I ask," Arha said with a slight shrug. "And not even that. One cannot have two eyes in a thousand places. I am sure they will be fine." Her soft snort was all she had to say to the folk wisdom.

[identity profile] worm-dancer.livejournal.com 2009-10-14 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"If I am so selfish as to die, you will forgive me for leaving my responsibilities to you." She looked up to her taller sister and embraced her.

[identity profile] ladyofthesands.livejournal.com 2009-10-14 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"I will attempt such," Arha said with a soft sigh as she hugged her tight. "Do try to avoid it, Sheeana." She let out a soft sigh and pressed her lips against the top of Sheeana's head.

"I have never liked watching others go to battle," she mumbled. "You can never tell who will come back as water, so you must send them off as a goodbye and be pleased when they come home again. The joy is often worth the momentary sorrow."