Not much could rattle her. She'd seen so much in her life so far, and there were few things she could think of in this galaxy that might give her pause and make her question the Maker. She'd seen her mother go from an already pathetic woman to a simpering, raving lunatic over the course of three years, dependent on medication to slow the progression to madness and dementia.

But, the sight of those writhing bodies, the words of Ezra filling her ears, had done well to shake her.

What sort of 'school' had she agreed to come to? Even if she wasn't a student necessarily, she was still here; oftentimes shutting herself away in her small room and pouring over the small bits of, well, whatever she could get her hands on. Sometimes they were books, sometimes they were a wad of flimsies. She didn't really interact with the other students, though she'd at least made a few inroads with some. It was something, at least. Not a lot, but something.

Of course the few days following her meeting with Ezra had begun to cause her to question why she'd accepted Frygt's invitation.



Now, half-reclined on her bed, Razadi stared down at a datapad that was currently playing an old episode of The Walking Sith. Only half paying attention, the albino made a series of faces as she wondered why the depiction of the Sith in the show seemed so far removed from what she was experiencing. Granted, what she had seen so far was... not a lot. Just an academy full of students and one rather unhinged administrator.

She pulled a sour face then, levering herself up to sit before pushing up off the bed. The 'pad kept playing, but she ignored it now in favor of searching out a pair of pants. It wasn't long before she was successful, and pulling a pair of mottled grey trousers, Razadi gave a sigh as she made a bare effort to look for her boots. Ten seconds passed before she gave up; she preferred bare feet anyway, as the stone walkways felt uniquely satisfying underfoot.

Leaving her room, she began to make her way through the halls, to the cavernous cafeteria that she'd come to actually enjoy. After all, she didn't have to hustle for her food now - it was given to her with no questions asked. It was also so much better than what she usually scrounged on Nar Shaddaa, so there was that.

Plus, they might have a few of those Li'l Vima snack cakes restocked.