by Craw Toboga » Thu May 31, 2018 10:37 pm
"Yeah, later." Craw watched Nai leave and then turned back into the room, closing the door behind him. Immediately he deflated, leaning against the door and burying his face in his hands.
"Come on, man... You're better than this, you're better than this..." He breathed hard, a feeling of guilt and disgust washing over him. Craw stayed like that for a few minutes, gathering strength. After a while he finally managed to drag himself away from the door, almost tripping over the parts of the armour lying on the floor, like a carapace that some ancient predator shed. He fell to his knees next to the bed and stared at the sweat ridden sheets.
"You'rebetterthanthisyou'rebetterthanthisyou're..." He ran the mantra through his head and out his mouth, hoping it'd give him some amount of strength from somewhere in his crusted over soul. He reached inside the sheets with shaking hands and clasped them around a cold glass bottle. Craw pulled it out and stared at the half-full bottle. Craw knew he shouldn't do it, it'd be wrong and make everyone disappointed and angry at him. Craw knew he'd loathe himself more than anything in the galaxy, and yet... There was that ghost of mortality banging at the door in his head. You might never get another chance, it screamed at him.
He stayed like that for a long while. At least an hour, shaking and sweating. Wrestling with himself.
Eventually he swallowed, got up, opened the hidden compartment beneath the bed and put the bottle in it with great care.
/scene
| Neutral/Working for the Republic | Mandalorian! | Human | Currently: Sober |
Carries with: Commlink and stimpacks [When appropriate: Armor, OK-98 Blaster Carbine and a vibromachete]
"I'm trying my best here!"