Tasha Blackmoor
The Galactic Republic
May 13, 2019 16:15:28 GMT -5
Posts: 25
Bio Link: Tasha Blackmoor
Title: Warrior
Title: Force Master
Title: Officer
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Post by Tasha Blackmoor on May 19, 2019 20:41:45 GMT -5
Tasha stepped onto the stage, set up on Corsuscant actually, they had rented a rather large room for the demonstration. Big enough for a large group, including padded floors for combat, and various objects set up in the room including multiple refurbished droids of various models. She stood with her hands behind her back and looked at those present, behind her was a member of the Battle Guard, one of her students.
"Greetings and salutations, as you know, I am General Tasha Blackmoor of the Alderaan Angels." She said nodding her head towards those before her, she was fairly well known as the Jedi that left them and became a General in the Republic, and for her creation of a school for force sensitives and a 'modern take' on how the force should be applied, "This is Oliver Torsi, a recently graduated student of mine." she added gesturing towards the Battle Guard who nodded his head.
She turned her head, and with a flick of her finger one of the droids came to life, a silver protocol droid. As her hand returned to its normal position she leaned her head towards the stage and the protocol droid walked onto the stage, in sync both her and the droid spoke "As a demonstration for just how far behind most force teachings are," they said, she looked at the droid and it moved forwards into the crowd, now speaking on it's own, with Tasha seeming to only be focusing on it, "I have enforced my control of this droid onto it using technopathy. The applications of which are numerous." the droid would shake hands with individuals as it spoke and moved until two other droids activated, an astromech and an old droid commando, the commando droid also speaking with the Protocol droid now, "A useful application of which, is mastery over droid and ships. Consider for a moment, how easy a battle becomes against any opponent using technology, when you can simply reprogram it with your very talents." they said.
The Astromech would come around now bringing drinks, though she released her hold on the droids AI, she had reprogrammed it now, and so it's current purpose was to handle the snacks and drinks. While the Protocol droid and Commando droid went to the opposite and of the room so they were at a distance from Tasha, "It's easier to control a droid then you might think. First comes the ability to read it, obtain how it works, then alter it in just the right way." the two droids deactivated now at her whim.
"If you want further demonstration, I can give it, communication and recording devises, even many forms of cybernetics, can all be used with this talent. It's something that most people don't know how to apply in battle or even daily life, imagine the applications of this, as it resembles so closely a technological form of telepathy in many ways. " she explained further "In this class I'd like to invite you to learn from either me or Oliver here on the matter of technopathy, or any other questions about applications of the force. We teach these things at Blackmoor Education and Skills, along with other things. But unlike orders like the Jedi, we don't try and imprint moral values on you, we expect obedience to the law. But how you apply your use of the force and your connection with it is your business, so long as you don't hurt people with it or break the law. People like Oliver and me here only chose to become a part of the military, but we have many students who took other routes. Now, before we move on, are there any questions?"
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on May 21, 2019 7:32:35 GMT -5
A little girl showed up, raising a hand.
“Do you accept dark Jedi also?”
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Tasha Blackmoor
The Galactic Republic
May 13, 2019 16:15:28 GMT -5
Posts: 25
Bio Link: Tasha Blackmoor
Title: Warrior
Title: Force Master
Title: Officer
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Post by Tasha Blackmoor on May 21, 2019 13:43:54 GMT -5
Tasha raised her head to see the pink haired girl as she asked her question, she felt the force within her. Of course, she was not the only one here with the force, both untrained and trained were here, mostly untrained or non force users who knew force sensitives. This one, however, was stronger then usual. And she seemed to gather a darkness in Tasha's mind, though this would align with her question about Dark Jedi. With a nod of her head the General answered, "So long as you have no crimes according to the Republic and can legally do so, yes. Of course I should mention since this is Coruscant, and some of you may be visitors, an identification and background check is mandatory. We do this to ensure we don't end up teaching criminals, or mentally disturbed people." she added. Her gaze would return to Funami, she had experienced darkness herself. Back when she slaughtered the slavers was the strongest it had been, but she had felt it here and then since then. No longer limited by the way the Jedi wanted you to control yourself. "I have nothing wrong with dark Jedi, Grey Jedi, or even Shaman's, applying. Like I said, we're a school, not a more religious like order." she added calmly, she rather wanted to discuss more with this girl. Discover the explanation behind why she could feel the power and darkness behind her. Funami Teriyaki,
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on May 21, 2019 19:53:32 GMT -5
Funami let her hand down and soon faced the woman’s piercing gaze. It brought no comfort to stare into the eyes of a potential enemy, but she was too good a player to let it visibly affect her. Coming to Coruscant carried a considerable degree of danger as virtually any trained Force sensitive capable of sensing another’s presence would undoubtedly feel her darkness, she was not the only one however and that fact had bolstered her confidence. After witnessing some Jedi give into the dark side and shoot bolts of Sith lightning out of their fingertips, Funami truly had nothing to worry about in that regard. Technically speaking, the little terror wasn’t even a true Sith yet despite sporting clothes bathed in the dark side and imbued with the darker aspect of the Force. As such, she was more excited than anything at the prospect of being discovered and having to escape Coruscant should things go south.
“Perfect.” Funami commented and beamed the sweetest of smiles, and then her expression suddenly shifted, brow furrowing in feigned worry. Once more, a hand shot up above the surrounding heads.
“E--excuse me! If all we have to do is to follow the law, does that mean indulging in one’s passions and embracing the bad side of the Force is accepted? Isn’t it dangerous? Won’t the students simply abuse their powers for personal gain? What is there to stop them from joining the Sith?”
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Tasha Blackmoor
The Galactic Republic
May 13, 2019 16:15:28 GMT -5
Posts: 25
Bio Link: Tasha Blackmoor
Title: Warrior
Title: Force Master
Title: Officer
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Post by Tasha Blackmoor on May 21, 2019 20:12:21 GMT -5
Tasha kept her attention on the strange child. In spite of her incredibly sweet smile, that sense of darkness remained quite strong. Once again that hand shot up with a more deep question, but not one she hadn't already had to deal with, Tasha nodded calmly a few times, "An understandable mistake, but no. Keep in mind, even while we permit use of emotions, we enforce control in our teachings. For instance, abilities such as Force Rage and self destructive ones such as Force Drain, are quite carefully prevented. One way or another, everyone uses their skills for their own goals, regardless of who they follow, whether their goals are truly kind or not. We teach control, to prevent them from falling to their emotions, but not to try and discard them either unless they choose to do so." Tasha looked to the Battle Guard behind her in thought, trying to think of another example to explain, not to the girl. But in general. Then stepped out to be more among the people, "As for joining the Sith, what stops them anyway?" she asked holding out her hands, "When I abandoned the Jedi Order, I could have gone to them easily. I didn't. Same could be said for all my students. But they don't. Although, if they did, I have permission to look up their every technique and skill, every weakness and strength, and spread that information to everyone in the galaxy. So yes you can embrace the 'dark' side as it's called, but what the Jedi refuse to accept, is that there is no good or bad side to the force. There is only how you use it. A Jedi could kill an innocent person without the slightest bit of anger, likewise, a dark user could save people." she explained. It was a very specific question from someone who so emanated of the dark side, the Battle Guard could sense it to. It made him uneasy, though, as a soldier, he remained absolutely stoic. It made Tasha concerned, the first two questions from the girl were both of a specific nature, the type you'd expect from someone trying to stir something up. But Tasha remained calm and courteous. She had her blade on her, and she knew Coruscant well. Most especially, she was in a planet of technology. Funami Teriyaki,
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on May 22, 2019 6:49:22 GMT -5
“As far as I know, Jedi and Sith also enforce control in their teachings. How is your school different?” The girl questioned and tilted her head to the side, watching the woman and her student with exaggerated distrust in her eyes.
With deliberate slowness and well-practiced motions, the pink-haired girl reached for her datapad and cocked an eyebrow upon reviewing her notes.
“According to the Jedi order, this relativist idea that the darkness only manifests in the mind of the individual Force-wielder is the most dangerous. Those who believe any action can be taken so long as one’s intent is pure soon believe their intent is always right. It appears you think yourself and your students incorruptible – exactly the sort of self-righteousness the Jedi warn against.”
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Tasha Blackmoor
The Galactic Republic
May 13, 2019 16:15:28 GMT -5
Posts: 25
Bio Link: Tasha Blackmoor
Title: Warrior
Title: Force Master
Title: Officer
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Post by Tasha Blackmoor on May 22, 2019 14:04:53 GMT -5
Some were becoming uncomfortable with the more pointed, inquiries. But Tasha began to smile, as if, out of amusement. As the girl finished, she turned her head towards Oliver and said, "Do you see what's going on now?" he furrowed his brow for a moment before opening his mouth in realization of what she was talking about. The General turned back to Funami and the crowd, a smile still on her face, "If that is truly something you believe, you're no more then a fool." there were a few gasps and a comment about being rude before she held up a hand to speak again, "If you had the vaguest of clues about our school, or me, that statement of incorruptibility would drop like a fly in a freezer. Never have I said something so ridiculously arrogant. Nor will I ever do so. Same for that about action being based on intent, and darkness being only in ones mind. I'll speak on each matter, then explain why you might be here."Tasha crossed her arms and leaned to one side, "On the matter of darkness only being in the mind, the existence of Sith Purebloods and Korriban disproves it. Along with any world that has a dark side presence. There is some sort of dark side existence. And, since a being can even survive off of the dark side itself. The concept of the dark side being more unnatural then the light, is something I reject. As for pure intent, quite ridiculous. The method is BY FAR more important then ones intent, if a man desires riches for himself, but ends up giving riches to everyone but himself he may not be a truly good man. But what he did could certainly be called good. It works the same in reverse. A man with good intentions can do evil, and still be punished for it. Though, usually this is the result of misunderstanding or insanity. So no, neither me nor any of my teachings suggest that pure intent is at all important beyond ones own morality." she unfolded her arms crossing through some of the crowd so she was a little nearer the girl, not to intimidate, but because this had become very important, "As for the matter of this strange conceptual creation to believe we think ourselves incorruptible. The mere existence of a contingency for if one did, disproves your point completely. But further on, Oliver, why is there no such thing as an incorruptible order?" she looked back at the Battle Guard. He looked at the people for a moment, then gave the answer, "Because regardless of leadership, rules, and time without corruption. Any long standing organization of any large group, will eventually see corruption of someone who has gotten around or attempted to get around those rules. Since it is made up of individuals." The General nodded, "And why has Blackmoor Skills and Education not produced one corrupted yet?""Because it's still young, and sooner or later, some will come that are corrupt." Another nod from the General before she returned to Funami. "Sith, Jedi, Shamans, whatever they are, there will always come corruption such groups. The school is only different, in that we actually let individuals be individuals. Farmers remain farmers if they wish, they are who they are. While the Jedi and Sith try and shove unnecessary principles upon them, many of which have actually driven individuals to the opposing side, we don't take such strange measures and accept the force as needing both sides. Much like it once was by the Jed'Aii, though we do differ from them considerably." nearby cameras and recording devices would turn on Funami now, even from passing individuals or ships, "Now, as for why you are here. Your questions, your dark side presence and clothing, young appearance but pointed 'questions', mean you are only one of three things. Your questions initially could come from parents or even just curious individuals, though many more options were available. But with every statement further I narrowed down the possibilities. I know you're not one of my students, so this wasn't someone trying to get back at me for something. The Jedi don't usually use Dark Siders to try and screw with my work, since that'd be far too questionable if they were found out and they have their strange principles about such things. So you are only one of three, two of which, are attempting to cast doubt or confusion on reputation or methods. A fallen Jedi or similar religious like organization probably in the republic, who for some reason has something against me. Most likely, in this situation, not necessarily belonging to a group. Second, Someone trying to test and inquire, forcing out information with attempts at aggressive questions, I am not particularly keen on this possibility, unlikely scenario, but it is one. Third, a Sith or sith like individual, like the first, attempting to cast doubt, confusion, or falsehood, onto reputation."The attention had gone from this being merely a question and answer, to almost a confrontation, and Tasha's smile had ultimately faded while she was speaking about the "three possibilities" to why the pink haired girl was here, "Do tell, do you have an ID on you? Because sooner or later, if you are actually even a citizen in the Republic or have done official commerce or crimes here, I can find who you are. I have record of you now. Now if you don't, it's likely you could be charged with being a spy of some kind. And especially if you are here from the Sith Empire in an official form, rather then personal, you could be in further trouble, as this could be believed to be breaking the treaty by inciting chaos among the Republic." The General waited for an answer, she didn't move her hand to either the blasters nor her saber, though the Battle Guard did seem ready to take a leap over the crowd. Funami Teriyaki,
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on May 22, 2019 15:28:04 GMT -5
A loud rustle could be heard; the speech was way too long winded for Funami’s ears. Coolly, the Sith brat reached into the fold of her cloak adorned with eye-like patterns and retrieved a lollipop. Removing the wrapper, she slowly inserted the lollipop into her mouth, in her right cheek. Gripping it firmly with her teeth, the girl firmly yanked at the stick and separated it from the candy. And then she chewed, crunched, crushed, and enjoyed every second of it while her eyes disinterestedly watched the show unfold. Only once the topic finally got to the juicy part of unveiling her not so hidden identity did Funami’s ears perk up. Nodding approvingly, Funami beamed a toothy smile as the woman narrowed the possibilities down.
“Wrong!” She announced victoriously and her lips curled in the smug grin of a winner.
“Oeana Tching, elite Wilder of the Blackguard. Do you know what the Blackguard are, general?”
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Tasha Blackmoor
The Galactic Republic
May 13, 2019 16:15:28 GMT -5
Posts: 25
Bio Link: Tasha Blackmoor
Title: Warrior
Title: Force Master
Title: Officer
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Post by Tasha Blackmoor on May 22, 2019 15:42:52 GMT -5
The girls choice of eating candy while this went on might have been seen as a bit arrogant perhaps, but it wasn't something anyone brought up. Things had gotten a bit to serious by this point, some people were even making their way out already, some of whom received a nod of acceptance from Tasha, discussions could come later. The girl mentioned the BlackGuard, claiming to be an "Elite Wilder" among them. "Relatively, formed almost two millennia ago. They were presumably an exploration group devoted to finding out more knowledge on the force, and one of few force orders that utilized lightsabers." she answered, before folding her hands together in front of her, unconvinced as of yet that one of her three ideas were wrong. If such a thing were true and she were a blackguard, she likely would fall into her second category. Attempting to force information out. However, given the Blackguard had barely been heard of since their purge, the chances were low. But, it was possible. It was almost certain they had at least somewhat survived and still had members around. "The problem is, how much truth is behind that? The reasons behind your presence, and still, if you have identification to back it up."Tasha wasn't the most violent person, she didn't necessarily want to force this into a fight. The issue was, she thought this very well could be a crime. Of the choices Funami had faced, she'd chosen the one least likely to get her in trouble at least. But Tasha still felt it was necessary to have enough reason to believe it. The girl was too powerful and too tabby to let it slip too easily. Funami Teriyaki,
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on May 22, 2019 18:23:02 GMT -5
And there it was, the legendary zeal of all self-righteous fighters for justice and freedom. A single whiff of the dark side had set them berserk, feeding their paranoia and sending nasty doubts to worm through their mind. Mentally she howled with laughter at the ease of it all, but her outward expression said pure confusion. She knew they wanted her, their intent practically screamed into the Force. Alas, Funami wanted to find out just how far they were willing to go.
“Uh, why is everyone leaving?” asked Funami and cast a significant gaze left and right while cocking an eyebrow, “Ah, my questions were too uncomfortable and ended the seminar prematurely. Oh well. Shame. I’ll come next Zhellday. Perhaps you’ll have the philosophy figured out by then and your students won’t get bored into leaving~”
Simpering in a way only little children could, Funami shrugged. Immediately after winking and waving a hand in a goodbye, the little girl swiftly and gracefully sank in the midst of the biggest group departing the place.
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Tasha Blackmoor
The Galactic Republic
May 13, 2019 16:15:28 GMT -5
Posts: 25
Bio Link: Tasha Blackmoor
Title: Warrior
Title: Force Master
Title: Officer
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Post by Tasha Blackmoor on May 22, 2019 18:51:36 GMT -5
Tasha narrowed her eyes at the question, even if she were a blackguard, it would have been quite obvious. Which furthered the Generals suspicion, as a result, when the girl started to leave, Tasha started to follow. Even if Funami had figured out how to hide her presence, she'd also need to figure out how to hide from the cameras that Tasha was accessing to watch the girl, the droids coming to life and stepping out into Coruscant to also head into pursuit, as she did, Tasha spoke into a comms, "Possible spy, pink hair, close to 1.5 meters, light build, for those force sensitive she gives off a deep dark side presence. Keep on alert. Ignored request for ID." she stated following after her, certainly intending to catch up to her. She had no intention of allowing her to simply leave, not after so much that put suspicion into the General's heart. She did have to wonder why Funami thought they were Tasha's class, they weren't even remotely in a school. It was essentially an advertisement and Q&A which was why there were non force sensitives present and she hadn't done it at an official location. Funami Teriyaki,
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on May 23, 2019 7:18:31 GMT -5
She had gathered quite a following. Tiny shoes relentlessly padded against the streets, carrying Funami from one gathering of people to another, though never straying from the general direction. A chuckle escaped her lips, impossible to be denied any longer. The cloak veiling her form revealed any and all, even if she kept her gaze steady and fixed ahead. The ominous whispers addressing her mind gave away the droids and the pesky cameras alike, warning Funami of their presence. After witnessing the demonstration that had just taken place, she knew exactly what they wanted and who controlled them. The revelation did not scare her one bit and she continued the act as if unaware of the unwanted companions in her wake. Casually, the Sithling closed in on the nearest docking bay – the cheap sort that asked no questions and offered no guarantees. Within its semi-legal confines rested the Echoing Giggle. Albeit undeserving of the royal yacht’s presence, the hanger had served its purpose well nevertheless.
“Hey, general.” Funami grinned into the camera as she sashayed by like a model walking down the aisle, deliberately parting ways with another collection of sentients to ensure the camera got a good shot.
“Don’t you find it weird that you stalk a little girl?”
And like a passing shadow, the small child slipped into the structure housing her ticket to freedom. Her so far carefree strut broke into a skip, humming a juvenile tune and grinning from ear to ear, cloak dancing with the air as she went. Only minutes and several hallways separated the Sithling from the Echoing Giggle. Her pace quickened; Funami had witnessed the world’s planetary shields during the dreadful battle of Coruscant. More than enough power to turn the entire world into an inescapable prison, yet severely limited by bureaucracy and permissions upon permissions that needed to be acquired in order to turn it on unless in emergency. In theory, she had enough time to make it to her ship and escape Coruscant. In theory; the danger of unforeseen obstacles actually excited her to no end. She had long since hoped to test herself against another.
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Tasha Blackmoor
The Galactic Republic
May 13, 2019 16:15:28 GMT -5
Posts: 25
Bio Link: Tasha Blackmoor
Title: Warrior
Title: Force Master
Title: Officer
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Post by Tasha Blackmoor on May 23, 2019 11:36:09 GMT -5
Tasha groaned, the girl could recognize who was using the cameras. That was unfortunate. But at least it wouldn't stop her from catching up, though she didn't slip through crowds as easily as the child could. She preferred to brute force her way through but you can't really do that around civilians, especially on a planet like coruscant. "I need security over the directed location. Now." she ordered, if this was a spy, it was possible they had other reasons to be in Coruscant aside from screwing with the General. And she didn't want to risk it. She looked up, it was gonna take to long. The girl was getting to her ship it seemed. Tasha had to stop for a moment, the shields were much further out then the rest, she had to use them. She reached out with the force, reading, deciphering, cracking into the code of the machine. It would take a good few seconds but the shields would come online and start enveloping most of the planet. Once they began Tasha would start rushing down the hallways much more quickly, "Official business of the Republic military, out of the way." she ordered passing by quickly. She knew she'd get in trouble if she was wrong and had used the shields unauthorized so she had to prove the reason why, though to be fair, it wasn't like they'd know unless she told them. But she probably would. "You aren't going to escape that way." she called out, not close by yet, but at least she could properly see the girl down one of the hallways, it was really not that easy to keep up but the cameras were enough to keep track of her before she got in, "You are officially under investigation unless you can provide proper reasoning as to why you shouldn't be." she stated. Tasha knew she needed reasons to do this, so the first two things on her mind were if the girl could quickly provide identification and if she showed up on the official database that law enforcement kept of its citizens, traders, or criminal records, since it would be impossible otherwise to follow so many members of such a planet let alone the Capital lacked records of it's republic citizens. Even now however...Tasha felt something was wrong, and realized her mistake. As the shields came up she refused to look. There were a few freighters and transports near enough to the shield generators, and traveling fast enough, that they weren't able to react in time when they came up. Tasha felt her heart sink as they crashed, there would be an investigation no doubt. But she knew...there would be nothing that would truly be able to track it all to her. She might be a General, but her presence here would be considered rather minor since she came not as a General but as a teacher and owner of a school system, and since she was already a fairly easily ignored General for a planet so deep in the protection that her forces would rarely be used here. Regardless of that, she felt the pain of what she had done. But hid it away deep inside her, she could not allow it to get in her way now. The shield would of course eventually be taken down manually, all she'd done had been activate the thing after all. But she was close enough now that there would be no need for it, that ship, could be under her command in an instant. Ships were easy, it was close, and ships were something she was easily accustomed to commanding much like droids. Funami Teriyaki ,
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on May 23, 2019 15:43:32 GMT -5
Although tiny and cursed by her short legs that needed to make at least two steps where it took one to ordinary adults, Funami had reached the hanger. Little more than a shallow pit surrounded by a restraining wall, the docking bay proudly held her little treasure. Like a silver monument of hope, the Echoing Giggle patiently waited for its mistress, eager to take off. Releasing a sigh of relief, she was about to make a run for it and ascend the lowered boarding ramp when she sensed a great disturbance in the Force, as if sentient voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. Without warning, darkness descended upon Coruscant as the dark side’s presence spiked up to unfathomable levels. Thunder-like sounds boomed far above and their foreboding message commanded Funami to pause and look up. What she witnessed were the fiery bursts of countless deaths. Someone had failed to warn the traffic before abruptly turning the planetary shield on, sentencing the incoming and ongoing flights to a nasty, miserable end.
And the little Sithling loved it, desperately hoping they had done it because of her.
“... Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes, YESSSSS-----!!!!” Funami cheered, laughing and clapping her hands, knowing the entirety of the dark lords in the Netherworld laughed with her.
“MUHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Falling to her knees, tears of pure joy rolling down her cheeks, she writhed and wallowed in the dark side. And the laughter – the evil, gleeful laughter as she experienced dark pleasures far surpassing the carnal capabilities of a body. Little fists pounded the dirty floor and she choked, unable to find reprieve from the demented joy derived from the sudden deaths crashing in the sky. She waged a terrible war against the impulsive glee, even though her chest continued to shake violently still and she found the task of completely suppressing every giggle too hard to achieve. Slowly, still suffering from spasms of macabre mirth, she regained composure and rose from the dirty ground. Another snicker, accompanied by more hot tears bursting from the corners of her eyes, and her small hands adjusted her hair. Unable to breathe, Funami had to focus hard to fill her lungs with air and avoid falling victim to another fit. Hastily, heavy steps brought the girl closer to the open ramp and she grinned at the fireworks in the sky one last time before vanishing in the ship's quarters.
“Go! Get us out of here!” she barked at the crew. “Fly to the lower levels, we'll lay low for a while.”
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