Recovering from so long in cryo had taken quite a while, but she was at the very least back on her feet again now. .On her feet, and surrounded by a whole host of strange peculiarities. Some things were the same, or close enough that it seemed only eerily dissimilar, but others?
Well for one very few of the Jedi she'd met bothered with robes. Her own hadn't held up as well as she might have liked, and getting them replaced in a similar style had felt like pulling teeth. She didn't want a leather jacket, or casual training attire, she wanted what she'd always worn. Wanted her tunic and robes, the braid back in her hair, and a utility belt at her waist.
Only she didn't exactly have a Master anymore; braids were reserved for Padawans, and without a Master that meant she didn't fit the bill. Just one more change, one more anomaly.
It had been pretty impossible for her to wrap her head around, in fact it was still mindboggling to say the least. Everyone she knew was gone, everywhere she knew had changed. It was just her and Aurelius now, and even the Shard seemed a little out of its depths. She had the leather cordage of the necklace bearing it wrapped around her wrist and hand, the pale blue crystal hung freely just beneath.
She hadn't dared step foot outside since they'd brought her here, mostly she'd remained where they could keep a watch. She'd been poked and prodded and brought up to date on immunizations and the like, and all in all she was thoroughly exhausted by the entire process. Still, at least today she had an excuse to venture further.
One of the Jedi who had discovered her had sent for her. She found herself led toward the main entrance of the Temple, and when she stepped out her hands moved to lightly cover her ears. It was so much louder without the walls keeping out the general din of Coruscant, wasn't it? The world beyond was busy, wild, chaotic even. When learning under Kast she'd been housed on Onderon, and after he disappeared it was Tython they'd shipped her off to.
She'd only seen this place once or twice before. Even so as she stepped outside and approached the Jedi Master, her gaze drifted back over the monumental structure. It had been reworked, no doubt rebuilt over the millennia, but there was still something familiar about it. Something which called to her.
Focusing back on the route ahead, she soon spotted the Jedi in question and upon her approach she dipped her body into a very low bow of respect.
"Greetings, Master" she said as she rose back up, then reached up a hand to tuck her hair back behind her ears. It was long, very long, she'd need to figure out a good way to tame it. "You... Wished to speak with me?"
Ala Quin
, and now she felt more at home in the Galaxy than she had ever before. But Valery also remembered times when that was very different. Not long after she had been recovered from stasis and figured out a way to travel around again, she returned to New Cov, where her old Enclave used to be.
Kahlil Noble
had helped her through that difficult journey, but despite it, she had made the decision at the time to isolate herself on a meditative retreat.
