Log: Dec. 23, xxx4: Brem & Deomo @ the Library
I woke fully today to the sound of Brem over my comm and the feel of him in my heart.
I was driven over to the Library in Theed to research and relax in a familiar environment... *smile* and to meet with Brem for a bit.
I have medication to take at fairly regular intervals. I hope i can hold out long enough to get some quality time in with Brem. This drug is very experimental and the dosages are a trial. We will see how long this first dose hold out. Time is 9:00pm. This will be a working test and i am the subject.
Brem met me at the Library. And he updated me on some of the news over the past few days. I could feel him nearly exploding with joy to see me. I could not stop grinning... more so once he held me in his arms, unwilling to let me go. I could have stayed there forever and forgotten the world. Then he timidly mentioned that Deomo wanted to see me.
Deomo.
Oh gods. Ok. I can do this. He deserves to know some things. I tested his blood after all from the sample I stole when the rancor knocked him out. I will not divulge all just yet, but he deserves to know about the feral genes and the rumors that I am 99% sure are true now. I was nervous. Last I saw him, he was embedding a blade into my wrist. *shiver*
Brem lent me all his support. This needed to be done. When Deomo arrived... he did not look like the same man at all. He knelt at a distance from me. Puzzlement and uncertainty barely hidden by he stoic mask. He spoke softly though sternly. He wanted to know things from me, that he was advised to see me. So I told him of some of my findings in his blood sample. I also told him the rumors of the Imperials taking Zabrak and feral Zabrak to be elite killers in the Empire.
Then i shared something that I know from the Zabrak Jedi priest from the old Temple. About assassins that are hired to deal with a potential tribemen about to dishonour the tribe. I have more on this but I am not willing to write it here. He told me about how he was outcats at the age of 10 for killing his father. But he did not have the details and had many mental gaps. A sign that these FS assassins may have attempted mind alteration on him. I told him all I could. He was understandably upset and confused. I also told him a bit about the rites he never got to go through. He wants to go through them. I said I couldn't lead him. but was helping Max prepare them for Sacr'let. Maybe if Cauil helped, we could prepares them for Deomo too. He wants help. He genuinely wants to undersatnd why he is the way he is, who he is and what is really happeneing to him. I almost told him of the bio-chem findings... but...
The medication wore off and I was fast losing balance and focus. deomo actually showed... concern. Then everything narrowed to Brem. Brem and my dire need to get back to the med centre for another dose. I pray I do not need to life like this forever.
I was driven over to the Library in Theed to research and relax in a familiar environment... *smile* and to meet with Brem for a bit.
I have medication to take at fairly regular intervals. I hope i can hold out long enough to get some quality time in with Brem. This drug is very experimental and the dosages are a trial. We will see how long this first dose hold out. Time is 9:00pm. This will be a working test and i am the subject.
Brem met me at the Library. And he updated me on some of the news over the past few days. I could feel him nearly exploding with joy to see me. I could not stop grinning... more so once he held me in his arms, unwilling to let me go. I could have stayed there forever and forgotten the world. Then he timidly mentioned that Deomo wanted to see me.
Deomo.
Oh gods. Ok. I can do this. He deserves to know some things. I tested his blood after all from the sample I stole when the rancor knocked him out. I will not divulge all just yet, but he deserves to know about the feral genes and the rumors that I am 99% sure are true now. I was nervous. Last I saw him, he was embedding a blade into my wrist. *shiver*
Brem lent me all his support. This needed to be done. When Deomo arrived... he did not look like the same man at all. He knelt at a distance from me. Puzzlement and uncertainty barely hidden by he stoic mask. He spoke softly though sternly. He wanted to know things from me, that he was advised to see me. So I told him of some of my findings in his blood sample. I also told him the rumors of the Imperials taking Zabrak and feral Zabrak to be elite killers in the Empire.
Then i shared something that I know from the Zabrak Jedi priest from the old Temple. About assassins that are hired to deal with a potential tribemen about to dishonour the tribe. I have more on this but I am not willing to write it here. He told me about how he was outcats at the age of 10 for killing his father. But he did not have the details and had many mental gaps. A sign that these FS assassins may have attempted mind alteration on him. I told him all I could. He was understandably upset and confused. I also told him a bit about the rites he never got to go through. He wants to go through them. I said I couldn't lead him. but was helping Max prepare them for Sacr'let. Maybe if Cauil helped, we could prepares them for Deomo too. He wants help. He genuinely wants to undersatnd why he is the way he is, who he is and what is really happeneing to him. I almost told him of the bio-chem findings... but...
The medication wore off and I was fast losing balance and focus. deomo actually showed... concern. Then everything narrowed to Brem. Brem and my dire need to get back to the med centre for another dose. I pray I do not need to life like this forever.
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