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Rozalia sighed softly, her breath swirling out of her mouth in a light mist, that was swiftly blown away by the gust of the wind. She'd been awake for a few hours now - unusual, for her, considering how much she enjoyed her sleep, especially in these freezing conditions. But dreams and memories of the past had been dredged up in her restless sleep, and she had made her way outside in the early hours of the morning. The sun was only just rising, barely visible through the clouds of blizzards and the ice mountains in the distance. 
"Even the days here are dark." Rozalia muttered to herself, folding her arms across her chest in an effort to keep warmer, blinking snowflakes out of her eyelashes. It was true - the almost never ending snowdrifts made it hard to see the sun at times, but sometimes, the days were clear, and the sun shone through brightly. Rozalia loved those days. Glancing at her omni-tool almost absent-mindedly, she did a double-take at the realization of the time. "Damn!" She exclaimed, stamping her feet quickly before rushing back inside. The last thing she needed was to be late for the Council meeting - again. Running down the corridor with her damp curls flying behind her, she skidded to a stop at the door of the Council Chamber, darting a grin at Krios - whom she had very nearly ran over.
"Good morning, Krios!" She greeted him warmly. "Ready for the meeting? I hope it's not another negative one." She added in a dubious tone, remembering the last one. It had been full of Sith, War, fights and Death. Not really the sort of pick-me-up you need on a morning.