Post Blessing Ritual
Once everyone placed their candles, I thanked everyone and they hung out chatted, hunted wildlife, danced. It was mighty crowded. And my head was beginning to spin. I needed to get away. But I had to be a good social host. I think everyone enjoyed the blessing. I am so very glad they came. I really missed a few people I was hoping to see like Blimey and brem.
As things died down and folks explored the temple and began to part ways, Max went with Cym to try to police a district on Lok. I sat with Ebe and talked about Max's problem with Spice and his plans for rehab. She then took the opportunity to ask of any of Max's conditions could possibly also develop in Avios. I think that would depend on whether he inherited what from Maxell. She agreed to help Max by setting up one of here houses to act as a rehab house for him if he wanted.
I took the opportunity to just breathe and calm myself a bit from that much direct attention.
Wow. That was both scary and amazing at the same time. Many people asked if I would do another or more... I promised I would. That this was the first official opening of the Free-Spirit Temple. I will really need to get in gear with the rpiestess training. OY!
Now... I need a drink.
I traveled out to Theed's cantina and sat where I was both out of the way but close enough to still see the entertainers. I listened to the talk. Nothing very useful. Hauke working on getting more pushers form his spice. But that was about it. So I tried to modify my public bio on my datapad. I went to see about a drink from the new owner. But all he had was jawa beer. Not my drink of choice. I had one once... in September I think. Max then tagged me just as i got frustrated with my datapad. Oops. Hmmm... I cracked it. Grrrr. *sigh* Max began to flip out on me. *???!!!???* Because I was in a bar. because I had one beer. Flip out that I should not be drinking. That it is like the spice. That I need a clear head now that I am running the temple again. Max? I think he is going through some sort of withdrawal delerium. He came out to lecture me further and make me promise to not drink anything alcoholic. What the Kark? It was one beer! Then he dragged me out of the cantina and up on his ship where he insisted on setting his medbot to monitor me and that I eat iron rich food. He is really wierding me out. I am fine. I haven't even fainted once today.
I shouldn't have thought that too soon. Because then that feeling came. Cold then hot. Breathing fast, heart pounding. Lightheaded. He had me sit and we landed and went out to his Hendola home where we curled up together by his pool to sleep. I must have spent too much energy doing that ritual.
As things died down and folks explored the temple and began to part ways, Max went with Cym to try to police a district on Lok. I sat with Ebe and talked about Max's problem with Spice and his plans for rehab. She then took the opportunity to ask of any of Max's conditions could possibly also develop in Avios. I think that would depend on whether he inherited what from Maxell. She agreed to help Max by setting up one of here houses to act as a rehab house for him if he wanted.
I took the opportunity to just breathe and calm myself a bit from that much direct attention.
Wow. That was both scary and amazing at the same time. Many people asked if I would do another or more... I promised I would. That this was the first official opening of the Free-Spirit Temple. I will really need to get in gear with the rpiestess training. OY!
Now... I need a drink.
I traveled out to Theed's cantina and sat where I was both out of the way but close enough to still see the entertainers. I listened to the talk. Nothing very useful. Hauke working on getting more pushers form his spice. But that was about it. So I tried to modify my public bio on my datapad. I went to see about a drink from the new owner. But all he had was jawa beer. Not my drink of choice. I had one once... in September I think. Max then tagged me just as i got frustrated with my datapad. Oops. Hmmm... I cracked it. Grrrr. *sigh* Max began to flip out on me. *???!!!???* Because I was in a bar. because I had one beer. Flip out that I should not be drinking. That it is like the spice. That I need a clear head now that I am running the temple again. Max? I think he is going through some sort of withdrawal delerium. He came out to lecture me further and make me promise to not drink anything alcoholic. What the Kark? It was one beer! Then he dragged me out of the cantina and up on his ship where he insisted on setting his medbot to monitor me and that I eat iron rich food. He is really wierding me out. I am fine. I haven't even fainted once today.
I shouldn't have thought that too soon. Because then that feeling came. Cold then hot. Breathing fast, heart pounding. Lightheaded. He had me sit and we landed and went out to his Hendola home where we curled up together by his pool to sleep. I must have spent too much energy doing that ritual.
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