Room 529, Sunday Early Afternoon
Tahiri had been too wiped out to even take her boots off on the shuttle back to Fandom, but the first thing she did when she set foot on the causeway was fumble the laces undone and kick off the evil Sith-invented things. (She'd long since revised her theory that they were torture devices due to . . . well, perspective, but she was still sure the Sith were responsible.)
She was moving a little stiffly, the side effect of sitting on a couple of ships in hyperspace for so long, so soon after the physical punishment of Lord Nyax's pain-wave. The first thing she did when she got back to the fifth floor of the dorms was hit the shower and change into one of the new, clean flightsuits she'd gotten just before leaving Borleias. With her hair still dripping a little, she headed back to her room and stood in the doorway for a minute, just looking at her bed.
"I've missed you," she told it, not paying any mind to the one surprisingly well-worn (and quite frankly gross) boot that rolled out into the hallway as she dropped her pack on the floor and went to sprawl out. It had been quite the trip, and there were a few things she was going to have to think about, but for now she just wanted to lie down and not move for a while.
[OOC: And she's back, yay! Post is open, and door is cracked, and there's a shoe in the hall, but she's not getting up off that bed. Feel free to assume she sent you a message or seriously, just wander on in. Bits of SP here and there when I go to run errands, but otherwise around! ETA: For time purposes I'm gonna say she beat the cruise people back to the causeway by a little bit. ETA: Yeah, you're all chronologically before Ben, okay?]
She was moving a little stiffly, the side effect of sitting on a couple of ships in hyperspace for so long, so soon after the physical punishment of Lord Nyax's pain-wave. The first thing she did when she got back to the fifth floor of the dorms was hit the shower and change into one of the new, clean flightsuits she'd gotten just before leaving Borleias. With her hair still dripping a little, she headed back to her room and stood in the doorway for a minute, just looking at her bed.
"I've missed you," she told it, not paying any mind to the one surprisingly well-worn (and quite frankly gross) boot that rolled out into the hallway as she dropped her pack on the floor and went to sprawl out. It had been quite the trip, and there were a few things she was going to have to think about, but for now she just wanted to lie down and not move for a while.
[OOC: And she's back, yay! Post is open, and door is cracked, and there's a shoe in the hall, but she's not getting up off that bed. Feel free to assume she sent you a message or seriously, just wander on in. Bits of SP here and there when I go to run errands, but otherwise around! ETA: For time purposes I'm gonna say she beat the cruise people back to the causeway by a little bit. ETA: Yeah, you're all chronologically before Ben, okay?]