[center][h2] Xanthippe Naberrie [/h2][/center]

While everyone scrambles about, preparing to move out to their impending missions, I simply sit and watch. My strength had been returning, slowly but surely. I could feel my powers coming back... but I couldn't access them. It was like I was trapped in a glass bubble, separating me from my power. Something was blocking me, but I could not tell if it was physical or mental.

This was more than the results of Zar'kun's attack. I'd recovered from that. And yet... I didn't show it. I couple probably walk, but I refused to try stand. I could probably speak, but I did not bother. I could probably use the Force if I REALLY tried... but I don't. I just sit there, watching the everyone run about.

Ignored. Forgotten. Unloved. Worthless.

Beaten.