02-01-2016, 11:59 PM
Gilgamesh. That was certainly an ancient and archaic name. This boy in front of her knew of the living hell Trixie currently called home.
“I do not know of this Gilgamesh.” Her faded pink eyes focusing on the young looking man in front of her. “However I have been a pit slave in the Underverse far longer than I care to remember. I stopped counting the days after I died.” Her expression turned sour. The fight in the desert with Sia. It was a literal slaughter with how outclassed she had been. Scylla had turned every bone in her body into pudding. Trixie sat down on the bench behind her to maintain an eye level position with Blues.
“To answer your question, the Underverse is a nightmare. A nightmare that exists solely to torment those who exist within in it. Death can’t even save you.” She crossed her legs and leaned back against the wall, brushing some hair out of her face. “I was sent there a while ago while aiding my commanding officer on Coruscant.”
“Sounds rough,” Blues replied.
“I do not know of this Gilgamesh.” Her faded pink eyes focusing on the young looking man in front of her. “However I have been a pit slave in the Underverse far longer than I care to remember. I stopped counting the days after I died.” Her expression turned sour. The fight in the desert with Sia. It was a literal slaughter with how outclassed she had been. Scylla had turned every bone in her body into pudding. Trixie sat down on the bench behind her to maintain an eye level position with Blues.
“To answer your question, the Underverse is a nightmare. A nightmare that exists solely to torment those who exist within in it. Death can’t even save you.” She crossed her legs and leaned back against the wall, brushing some hair out of her face. “I was sent there a while ago while aiding my commanding officer on Coruscant.”
“Sounds rough,” Blues replied.
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