forum Star Wars RP (Closed for now...)

Started April 22, 2018 by @Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy

tune

Soon, you will be free. Estelle shivered. We have to wait for nightfall, for the cover of darkness… She nodded, even though no one could see her. She heard footsteps outside the door, but they kept walking down the hallway.

I understand. Please hurry…

Winter jolted again, and Elias grabbed her to hold her up. "Elias, it's ok. I think i'm fine, right now we are talking telepathically, me and this girl. I don't know her name. I'll ask." Winter proceeds to ask,"What's your name?"

Estelle Aquare, she replied quickly.

Winter looked at Elias, "I'll be fine.Chill out. It's not like she's going to kill me telepathically." She asked Estelle what her home planet was

Naboo, Estelle replied, but then hesitated. Actually… I'm not really sure.

Winter was puzzled. "Naboo? Then how can I talk to you? I normally could only do this with… UNLESS…"

Estelle panicked. Unless what? What is wrong with me?

Winter replied, "Nothing, it would mean you would have to be from my home world of Hoth, and that's impossible. You would never be able to survive here on Naboo…"

Hoth?! How did you get here?

Elias was worried, Winter was in a seemingly trace like state, and occasionally she would snap out of it, and reassure him everything was alright. Nonetheless, he was still worried. Winter replied back to Estelle, "Yeah Hoth. A planet of nothing but snow, ice, and cold. I got here because Hoth was scourged in a way by Imperials, and my boyfriend and I were the only ones that made it out alive. We are the last of the race of Hothians… Anyway, we escaped an Imperial base, and hijacked a ship, and headed to the planet Garel, where we met our pilot Essar, and his droid Hi-5. Shiloh followed us, and she came with us, and she killed a few troopers, and we made a weird, quirky family. Then we got your message, and we came to rescue you."

Estelle ticked off on her fingers. Winter, her boyfriend, the pilot, the droid, Shiloh… But that's only five of you…

Winter jolted again. Elias put his arm around her to keep her from falling. She replied, "Yeah that's five, because we just met up with another person. Her name is Arlo. She makes six. By the way, does it feel like you're convulsing whenever I talk to you, because Elias is keeping me from falling when you respond…"

No… Estelle replied. The door suddenly opened. A spike of fear erupted in her heart. Winter!? Are you still there?

Despite Elias efforts, Winter doubled over in pain."What's wrong… When you erupt in panic, I feel pain… Don't tell whoever about me being able to talk to you…"

I'm sorry! Estelle whispered back. Her mother entered the room. Estelle tried not to panic, knowing how much Winter was suffering. She stood up defensively, trying to move out of the corner. My mother.

Winter looked at Elias. The blue glow in her eyes had returned. "I don't think that that woman is your mother… She's an Imperial. Maybe she's a fake…"

Maybe she's a fake… fake… fake… fake… The woman's features no mercy, and her limp was beginning to recede. Her cold green eyes contrasted violently with Estelle's soft blue ones. Estelle slowly picked out every feature that she could find that proved that this woman was a fake. Sharp jawline, brown hair, pale skin… Her mother's fingers reached out an wrapped around her wrist. Estelle tried to yank her arm away, but her mother's grip was too tight.
"Don't fight, Estelle. I'm your mother. You will do as I say."
"No," Estelle said, her voice surprisingly strong. She felt her muscles tense up and she glared at the Imperial. A cool draft filled the room. The woman's gaze faltered, but then she fixated on Estelle's eyes. She squeezed Estelle's wrist hard and Estelle screamed, closing her eyes and recoiling. At once, the woman released her and let her go. She backtracked and practically ran out of the room. Estelle breathed heavily. She calmed herself down before reaching out. Winter, are you there?

Winter jolted, "Yeah, I'm here. You ok?"

Elias muttered, "I wish you would stop jolting. You are going to spaz out if you don't, and I don't want to freeze anybody this time…"

My mot- The woman is a fake. She's not my mother. I resisted her, and the room went really cold and she was staring at my eyes. Then she let me go and left really quickly. What am I? What's wrong with me?

Winter sighed as if she was hit with a welcome breeze. "I have no idea who or what you are, but if the room went really cold, we need to talk in person. Because if you made a room go cold, you are definitely not from Naboo…"