Sunsets happened all over the galaxy, but the one over the planet Venice was one of the more...perfect. The wind was low and warm and as Inyri stepped out onto the balcony of her hotel room, she could hear the quiet murmuring of people having dinner in the garden over ( Read more... )

Inyri's in Down Time, lounging at the bar, staring wistfully at the bottles of alcohol locked away. She wants some but technically, she's still on duty, and will be for at least another half-hour.

So this is boring, actually. Just staring at the alcohol. Not drinking it. Eventually she drops her head to the bar. Sigh.

Inyri feels the urge to fly.

S'why she's in the sims, flipping switches and soaring over the skies of Coruscant.

She could do this run with her eyes closed.

Inyri's outside, smoking ( Read more... )

Inyri's back from her jaunt around the stars.

Want to know how Shalla will know this? 'Cause the door is opening and Inyri's stubbed her toe on the doorstep and now she's cursing, long, dark hair in her face.

This wasn't how she wanted to go 'oh hay Shalla.'