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Ibani's room at Milliways isn't all that large, just a bedroom with a desk, two chairs and a door that suggests the presence of a bathroom.
The walls are painted to look like honey-colored stone with wooden trim and the fabrics on the full size bed and chairs are warm earth colors. (Warmth calls to someone raised on an ice planet and a cold desert world, and NOTHING about this room reminds her of Ilum or Korriban and the associated unpleasant memories.)
She beckons Amara inside and shuts the door. "I'm still not used to having a space of my own," she says with a small smile.
(OOC: Warning for adult content.)
The walls are painted to look like honey-colored stone with wooden trim and the fabrics on the full size bed and chairs are warm earth colors. (Warmth calls to someone raised on an ice planet and a cold desert world, and NOTHING about this room reminds her of Ilum or Korriban and the associated unpleasant memories.)
She beckons Amara inside and shuts the door. "I'm still not used to having a space of my own," she says with a small smile.
(OOC: Warning for adult content.)
