One might wonder how warm her toes might feel on that sand, gaze peeled to an ocean blue as gems; as sapphire as an emerald forest. The latter, though, is where she was: one girl all alone in the world.
If not quite so alone. There was another at her side. A boy. A bit of an idiot, sometimes, but she didn’t mind it. She liked him. He liked her. They were friends and there’s your story, friend. The beginning. Not the end. Not yet.
Blue sky high above her head, like painted glass, a mosaic, maybe. She was never much of a painter or a poet even when it came to gazing at paintings or reading comics or whozitwotzit. Yet, across that there welkin, as some idiot waxing poetry might call it, clouds ruffled in ripples; big bags of fluffy white, puffing by bright sunlight, golden amid heavens beholden.
They had a witness. They had an observer. It was her. That girl. A fragile thing, really, our skinny little Togruta named Leh’Min’Ayd, but you’d be a fool with a fat face to mistake her for being some simple tool. No, she had strength, and it wasn’t just at the behest of the light side of the Force. She forged her own course by way of the blade as much as the brain.
A hand on her forehead, shielding her eyes from bright light, no hat or visor on her head, no messin’ them tendrils, no sir or ma’am. Other hand on the strap of her backpack at her shoulder, she came prepared for the mission, the exploration, the vacation.
Dressed in a yellow tanktop and grey hiking pants with brown hiking boots, too. The planet of Sonos had a temperate climate and right now it was summer and it was warm and the girl had purple skin and there’s your Togruta, miss.
Surrounded by mountainous forest, she lowered her gaze, scoping a volcano in the distance, far beyond on the horizon. Before her a stream or river, whatever, stretched dead ahead, flanked by rocks and stones and other rocky and stony and jagged things amid hills blanketed in grass. Pretty… Leh’Min’Ayd breathed easy. Good...
Lowered her visor of flesh and bone, both thumbs beneath her backstraps, adjusting one. Her bag wasn’t that heavy if packed full of goodies like survival stuff and this one dead bug she caught cuz it looked funny. Earbuds in both ears, listening to music, drums and a woman’s serene singing, she blinked at Lin who had been trying to get Leh'Min's attention for a second or a minute.
“HUM?” She spoke so as to hear her own voice, never mind this guy making his own noise. “Sommat sommat yes and what the hett?” She pulled one bud out of her ear with a satisfied sigh. “Alrighty, buddy. Speak again and, pro quid pro, you have this purple girl’s attention!” And an insect on your head. She grinned.
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