Romans & histoires Star Wars Old Republic Kira

The console lit up the moment Kira approached. Awaiting Consent. Kira stood before it. “I’m not your vessel,” she said. “I’m not your second coming. I’m me.” A long pause. Then: Understood. What do you seek? Kira hesitated. “Freedom,” she said finally. “Not just mine. Everyone’s.” Then another line appeared. Then help me remember how to become that. The next minutes were hard to describe. Light and frequency folded inward, not overwhelming, but vast. Kira’s eyes glowed faintly. She didn’t scream. She didn’t collapse. She just stood there, humming under her breath.

"Sophia became a very close friend to Kira just to get to her but along the line Kira changed and became very strong. Her first move that affected Sophia was to have accepted you in the first place instead of her boyfriend, Chad that she lied was her cousin." "To top it all she became the Luna of her pack which they never thought she could do. They were behind the death of the only true elder that refused to join in collecting bribes or interested in destroy her life. Instead he stood in like a father for Kira and that was his offence that made them kill her." My Beta was still giving details. "So, did they also killed Mandy too and dropped her at my enterance?" I asked him.

I slightly furrow my brows. “No no Vivian! God! You’re so stupid!” Frustration clear in his voice. I growl. “What did you say?” I threateningly walk towards him, and I cock my head to the side. He stutters incoherent words before snapping out of it. “Vivian, listen. There was something else about Sugoria. He wasn’t the only doppelganger during that time” He pulls out another scroll from his box “Look” He points at two old women that looked exactly alike. “These two women existed during that time. But these women were older than Sugoria. They have lived longer than him. And the King was older than Sugoria.”

The moon goddess was a fucking bitch. The beautiful woman looked me up and down before scrunching her nose as if I smelled like a dead rat. "Not only do we have to get used to Omegas living among us now but having one in our houses," she said with distaste. "What do you want?" "I... am Kira. I was assigned to work in Alpha's quarters." "I see," she rolled her eyes before motioning for me to follow her into what appeared to be a bedroom but felt more like a big palace. All while silently praying that D'Angelo wouldn't be there.

The smile stays on his mouth, but it has gone colder at the edges. “We were only talking. The new maid seemed lost.” “She is not lost.” The newcomer’s gaze shifts to me. His nostrils flare once, the movement almost too brief to notice, yet it alters the way he looks at me. Something sharp and intent crosses his face before he banks it. “You. Name.” My throat is dry. The polishing cloth is still crushed in my right hand. “I am a low maid, my lord. East wing.” “Your name.” “Kira.”

Kira Lopez responded, "Well, then you would owe me a favor." Stella Harris inquired, "How can I repay it?" Kira Lopez assured her, "No need to repay it." Stella Harris asked, "Really?" Kira Lopez replied, "I never ask children to repay favors." Stella Harris requested, "Could you please stop referring to me as a child?" Kira Lopez questioned, "Don't you want to be treated as such?" Stella Harris responded, "The way you put it, it sounds as if I'm a rebellious teenager longing to become an adult."

We left very simple to just a warm space, essential oils with the best fragrance floating through the air, and not forgetting the quiet hum of our own hearts, ready to give it a try again, slowly lowering their defenses for old time sake. Kira was the first person to take her seat, not wasting time to strip off her robe to a shoulder level. Her hair was carefully wrapped up, covering everywhere with no strand of hair showing. Her stomach wasn't prostating as many would think, it was still normal, like nothing was growing in there yet. She looked very tired, and I knew without being told that she was hurting inside, totally broken.

said one of the shadow guards . " Where is Kiara ?! Is she alright ?! " asked Emily worried . " Yes , lady Emily ! She even killed the rebel with the sword of the captain . I was impressed to see such a fearless human . " said the shadow guard still amazed . " Kiara killed a rebel on her own ?! " said Iris with a shocked expression . " Yes , your highness ! " said the shadow guard with a serious expression . Iris looked at Emily with a shocked expression . The two of them couldn't believe that Kiara had actually killed a rebel .

Her voice rises at the end. "My apologies for that. Actually, Kira is a very developed artificial intelligence who's specialized in diagnosing and treating of people, too." I say to her, but she shakes her head, not buying it. "Well, wouldn't it be safe if we do it the two thousand and twenty-two way, instead of a three thousand-splash-futuristic way?" She's not really asking, and I don't plan on answering that either. However, she is being rhetoric, so it's helping, too.

She used to be amongst them who laugh when Maris locked me in the storage room. I moved instantly, putting myself between her and my children. “What are you doing in here Kira?” My voice came out low and sharp. “You’ve got five seconds before I call for Black Fur warriors.” Kira didn’t smirk didn’t toss her hair like we usually always did, didn’t look proud. She looked… worn. There was a fading bruise along her cheekbone. "I’m not here to fight okay?” she said quickly. “I’m here to warn you.”