agalaxyfarfaraway | I feel a change coming on (Reply)

It had been weeks.

Weeks since everything had gone kriffing sideways. Weeks since she’d nearly died on Mygeeto at the hands of her own clone troopers. Weeks since she’d felt Ki-Adi Mundi die, and so many other Jedi. She’d been on the run since. Her first thought had been to return to the Temple. Not because of the beacon; that was a trap. There was no doubt in her mind, even without the Force warning. But because she couldn’t sit by and do nothing. It was her home.

But then the beacon changed. And she knew, KNEW that there were others like her. Jedi that had lived. Their numbers had been decimated, but they hadn’t been destroyed.

She just had to find them.

And survive long enough to do so.

Between the hunt for the remaining Jedi, the state her ship was in, and the state she was in… THAT would be the hard part. It was dangerous for her, now, to reach into the Force to any degree, but she took the risk anyway. Let it guide her as she laid in a new course, away from Coruscant. Away from whatever remained of the Temple. Once that was completed she took the time to try and tend to her injuries. She didn’t dare rest, though, or chance a healing trance, not with everything that had happened. Bacta patches would have to do until she was able to land.

Which it appeared she was going to be doing so on Tatooine.

The Force guided her to Tatooine.

Her ship was falling apart by the time she reached the desert planet, and she barely managed to land the battered, wreck of metal on the surface. It wasn’t a pretty landing, and it wasn’t a gentle one, but it was a landing, and that was what mattered.

Now she just needed to extricate herself from the ship and find somewhere to hole up. And something to do with what was left of it. She would need to cover her tracks.