Prani giggled as Shaw took up the role of tour guide again, projecting his voice very convincingly. She saw where he was going and she paused for a moment, concern flashing on her face, “I dunno..should we..?” She muttered, always one to stick by the rules at all times. Then again, she did steal that jet ski. But she brought it back! In fact, she even refueled it when Shaw wasn’t looking just to spare the owners any inconvenience. She used mind trick on a door guard! Prani grimaced as her mind began to spiral through all the ways she stepped out of line. But those catacombs sounded so interesting.
This was all for history, right?
She looked around and the coast was clear. With a mischievous smile, she followed behind Shaw and descended down the stairs. It was much cooler down in this level and she hugged herself, goosebumps lining her skin. Being Force sensitive, she felt an odd absence of presence. It was just blank. It was unsettling. And it was perhaps something she felt only because she was so aware of a presence everywhere else.
There were ornate statues and intricate designs for what looked like sarcophagi. The plaques spoke about Clone War eras where Jedi used to be cremated and lowered into the lower levels of Jedi temples that had since been destroyed. It was haunting and incredible at once to be here and Prani could tell there was another level below.
“PRANI SHALRAZI!” A nasally voice croaked loudly from the top of the stairs. Prani’s eyes went wide. How did a staff member learn her name? She looked over towards Shaw who was a few steps ahead, “Hide!” She whispered to him, “Go up only when the coast is clear.”
Prani was terrible at breaking rules, so she shuffled up the steps to face the worker. The woman gave her a stern glare.
“Being one of those little glowbat wielders does not give you the right to go into a restricted section and attempt to do depraved things such as bringing corpses to life!” The woman yelled at her shrilly, causing a few others to stop and glance Prani’s way.
Prani’s eyes widened in confusion, but she didn’t dare say anything. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Regina and the clique practically in tears from trying to contain their laugh.
“You are no longer permitted in this museum,” The worker snapped, “Get out now.”
“Yes, m’am,” Prani said politely with a nod, chewing her lip as she practically ran from the scene. She felt a million eyes on her, judging, pointing, mocking. She heard those whispers about why ‘this is why everyone thinks Jedi are weird’ and other comments from the same thread.
Prani was nowhere to be seen because she never looked back. She found a quiet, secluded place by the edge of the water where no one could see her tears.
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