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✦ •||• To Flee an Empire
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thenameofscreen[ After a hasty escape they'd agreed that it would be prudent to stop and regroup, and so the search for a planet beyond the empire's immediate reach began.
To her surprise it did not take as long as she thought it might, given the empire's size. Either their luck had proven extraordinary in nature or this Lotor was more than a little knowledgeable about the empire's movements. It made her curious, but she refrained from commenting. He had mentioned deceiving the Galra to reach her, after all. Perhaps that had something to do with it. Either she'd find out in time or she would not.
Instead, during the journey they each seemed to prefer to withdraw for a bit, traversing the distance in silence that teetered between comfortable and somewhat tense, through no direct fault of either. For one, Koriand'r was exhausted after the events taking place earlier that day, and despite trying to remain conscious she soon found herself caving in to her body's need to rest.
Even after waking again some time later she continued in silence, allowing them both some measure of privacy. She had already given her word to cooperate with him and as he had thus far kept his end of their bargain it would be a waste of energy to spend the entire ride fretting over being betrayed or not. He had nothing to gain by double crossing her, but plenty by keeping her an ally. That was enough assurance for her, for the moment. It allowed the former captive time to wonder on other things, such as the fate of the people on the planet she'd fled.
Would the Galra continue searching for her, or would they return to take their frustrations out on the people of that world? It would serve no purpose, but the Galra seemed to need no excuse to exact their cruelty onto others...
Unbidden, then, her thoughts returned to the pale haired stranger who'd come to her aid, only this time it was not concern or a lack there of, but a more earnest and simple curiosity. She had many questions that she wished to ask, but would bide her time until an opportune one arose.
Finally, after some time they arrived. The princess took the chance to gaze out over their temporary refuge on as they broke through the atmosphere, and she could not hide her wonder. ]
Lotor, this planet, you are already familiar?
[ She wonders because if he is, perhaps he'd be willing to entertain some questions regarding its people and culture, its landscape. If not, then they'd be learning of it together, one supposes.
It's strangely made more beautiful by the complete lack of obtrusive purple structures, a land still free of the Galra's touch... They DO still exist. ]
To her surprise it did not take as long as she thought it might, given the empire's size. Either their luck had proven extraordinary in nature or this Lotor was more than a little knowledgeable about the empire's movements. It made her curious, but she refrained from commenting. He had mentioned deceiving the Galra to reach her, after all. Perhaps that had something to do with it. Either she'd find out in time or she would not.
Instead, during the journey they each seemed to prefer to withdraw for a bit, traversing the distance in silence that teetered between comfortable and somewhat tense, through no direct fault of either. For one, Koriand'r was exhausted after the events taking place earlier that day, and despite trying to remain conscious she soon found herself caving in to her body's need to rest.
Even after waking again some time later she continued in silence, allowing them both some measure of privacy. She had already given her word to cooperate with him and as he had thus far kept his end of their bargain it would be a waste of energy to spend the entire ride fretting over being betrayed or not. He had nothing to gain by double crossing her, but plenty by keeping her an ally. That was enough assurance for her, for the moment. It allowed the former captive time to wonder on other things, such as the fate of the people on the planet she'd fled.
Would the Galra continue searching for her, or would they return to take their frustrations out on the people of that world? It would serve no purpose, but the Galra seemed to need no excuse to exact their cruelty onto others...
Unbidden, then, her thoughts returned to the pale haired stranger who'd come to her aid, only this time it was not concern or a lack there of, but a more earnest and simple curiosity. She had many questions that she wished to ask, but would bide her time until an opportune one arose.
Finally, after some time they arrived. The princess took the chance to gaze out over their temporary refuge on as they broke through the atmosphere, and she could not hide her wonder. ]
Lotor, this planet, you are already familiar?
[ She wonders because if he is, perhaps he'd be willing to entertain some questions regarding its people and culture, its landscape. If not, then they'd be learning of it together, one supposes.
It's strangely made more beautiful by the complete lack of obtrusive purple structures, a land still free of the Galra's touch... They DO still exist. ]
