skies of rust || ❝ d'you breathe the name of your saviour in your hour of need. ❞

[spicetrance]

SKIES OF RUST

I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before.

Come feed the rain
'Cause without your love my life
Ain't nothing but this carnival of rust CODE BY TESSISAMESS

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[battlemeditation]

[ As much as she loves Paul and wants nothing more than to be close to him, she respects Jessica too much to simply ignore her in favor of going after what she wants. Of course, she may not always agree with her, and she may not always think her decisions are the best, but in light of recent events, she is too important to simply put to one side.

The moment that Jessica steps in front of her, all of Bastila's formalities drop to the side as well. There is no need for them, not among family. If they were being observed by others not in the family, of course she would hold onto the customs and expectations, but there is no need to now.

Once Jessica is closer, Bastila looks at her closely too, as if seeing her for the first time. She might not appear different in a physical sense, at least not yet, but there still is something about her that has changed. ]

I had to survive, because- because I just felt like there was more I still could do.

[ She looks down at the Harkonnen attire she still wears, and she glares at it as if it offends her to see it. But then Jessica continues speaking as she takes hold of her hands, and she looks back at her with a question in her eyes. ]

You're not- are you talking about... How are you able to talk to her before she's even here?