Seraphina Shel'tah
Kinky Darth Pinky
Kashyyyk - Midday - Rwookrrorro
It had been quite a long time since Seraphina had landed in Republic space. Give or take a year. After abandoning the Jedi Order and the Republic over her unwavering internal struggle between the viability of continuing to fight against the Sith when the Republic could scarcely scrounge a capable army and unite their allies under a single banner when the Sith war machine came crashing down time after time, and the lack of support the Jedi could muster among even their own. Splintered factions of Jedi constantly sought their own way, believing the Code had become dated scripture for older days, which only served to further weaken their bonds, yet no-one seemed to notice. Sera's spirit had finally broken after the loss of Telti and the failed invasion of Ord Mirit. The straw that broke the bantha's back. The Twi'lek no longer believed she could be of service to the Jedi Order, not out of lack of faith in her fellow Jedi that remained behind, but out of dismay in the realization that the galaxy was slowly being overtaken by the Sith, and nothing short of a unified galaxy between the Silver Order, Mandalorians, and the smaller governments could truly stop them. Jedi were becoming an endangered breed like the days of the Clone Wars."Varus." Sera's mind wandered momentarily as her ship docked at the capital city of Rwookrrorro, home of the Wookies. She had fought against the Sith here before as well. It seemed this place was used to conflict between the two factions, having been a battlefield so many times in the past. The guilt she had sought to bury by fleeing without so much as a goodbye was beginning to resurface, and it made her feel nauseous. She cared for him, even still, and that made it no easier on her conscious regardless of the time passed. Had he searched for her? Had he simply moved on? She'd severed all contact with the Order, the council, and her friends that she had come to call family. It was simply better that way. Being a rogue, constantly on the move to avoid detection by bounty hunters and Sith alike, it was safer to renounce all contact than to risk endangering those she cared about by retaining any information that could possibly harm them, or herself. It was a necessary evil that she had taken seriously, despite the pain it caused in knowing she let the Order, and Varus, down again. Another broken promise. One she would likely live just long enough to regret.
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