Packing and running off with Crix had always been the plan, but now that she was on the planet, surrounded by Jedi...
She felt the urge to turn right back around and nope back to Corellia. There, she had a job. She had a place. She had a small existence, but it was hers. But he gave her those sad-boy eyes and... aw hell. She simped. The talk about his mum and the Order just smacked hard, and she found herself standing uncertainly on the landing pad, gripping her bag with white knuckles. He'd already left her to find his Master... she swallowed hard, watching him disappear into the temple ahead.
It was so much easier to imagine a year ago. Just walk in like ya owned the place. Like I belong.
But she didn't. She was so far out of place she felt like she was gonna drown. There were too many people. There was an attack on Ajan Kloss, wasn't there? She heard some kid mentioning it, so many young peeps dead. Her hands began to shake, and she could feel her face pale. Crix said he believed in her... but she couldn't do this.
Not yet.
Her heart thudded loudly in her ears as she strode out, heading instead for the closest grove of trees away from the hustle and bustle. She needed air. She needed a place to get out of the crowd, loosen the knot in her throat. Her stomach felt all twisted up, and she felt sick to her stomach. Would they make her fight too? Would she always be a target?
Shakily, she leaned against the nearest tree, trying to will her heart to slow down, but she felt like the world was just tilting out of focus, and all the changes were getting just a little too much. It was so much more than what she'd considered before, and so much more than what she'd bargained for.
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She felt the urge to turn right back around and nope back to Corellia. There, she had a job. She had a place. She had a small existence, but it was hers. But he gave her those sad-boy eyes and... aw hell. She simped. The talk about his mum and the Order just smacked hard, and she found herself standing uncertainly on the landing pad, gripping her bag with white knuckles. He'd already left her to find his Master... she swallowed hard, watching him disappear into the temple ahead.
It was so much easier to imagine a year ago. Just walk in like ya owned the place. Like I belong.
But she didn't. She was so far out of place she felt like she was gonna drown. There were too many people. There was an attack on Ajan Kloss, wasn't there? She heard some kid mentioning it, so many young peeps dead. Her hands began to shake, and she could feel her face pale. Crix said he believed in her... but she couldn't do this.
Not yet.
Her heart thudded loudly in her ears as she strode out, heading instead for the closest grove of trees away from the hustle and bustle. She needed air. She needed a place to get out of the crowd, loosen the knot in her throat. Her stomach felt all twisted up, and she felt sick to her stomach. Would they make her fight too? Would she always be a target?
Shakily, she leaned against the nearest tree, trying to will her heart to slow down, but she felt like the world was just tilting out of focus, and all the changes were getting just a little too much. It was so much more than what she'd considered before, and so much more than what she'd bargained for.
@Nefieslab