RE: No, There's No Place Like Corruscant
(Will save Nat 1)
Ni's body stiffened when she became aware of his invading touch. Her breath caught in her throat and her feet shifted uncomfortably. For a second her mind was transported back to the night of the party and it was difficult to breath. She was frozen, only vaguely aware of her current surroundings.
Once Merrick moved away the Zeltron was finally able to pull herself back to the present moment enough to where she understood that she needed to leave. Now. Ni cleared her throat and blinked to bide time to recover. She knew how to manipulate her facial expressions in a way that would give onlookers the impression that her upset state was a result of Merrick' rejection of her advances.
(Bluff 27)
But she was remembering the hands that squeezed too tight, the faces that laughed as she cried out, and being robbed of the right to breathe. 'You wanted it, you always want it,' she insisted to herself desperately as she attempted to gain control of the situation once again.
"Pardon me, I'll need to use the restroom before I get sent to the Jedi," Ni said meekly, unable to mask the tremor in her voice, a bittersweet smile defensively flashing across her face. She couldn't look at Merrick, instead she muttered her goodbye and quickly exited the office.
Ni didn't care if the guards escorted her to the restroom. She felt as if the walls were caving in around her and she was slowly falling. She could sense some neglected, unknown part of her growing inside and violently trying to force itself out. Ni could hardly even lock the door to the stall, her hands were shaking too much. But she was alone.
And that is when it happened. Her breathing reached its peak and refused to slow, her eyes burned and her vision clouded, she sensed a cramping in her chest. She suddenly felt weak and light headed. Her hands and face tingled, then went numb. The next thing she understood was that she was voicelessly sobbing uncontrollably, occasionally holding her breath to gag herself from making any sound, and the tears would not stop.
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