Jedi Healer
Karra had always been told that it was bad to pace but she just couldn't help herself today. Her mind was hurtling forward at a lightyear a minute, calculating and recalculating and going over provisions lists and fending off the lingering doubts and negative thoughts all the way in the back of the crowd. Patience was a virtue for a Jedi but clearly not one that she possessed, otherwise she would have been able to stay still. It'll be a relief when they finally get here, at least then she could vomit the information out and get it all out of her head once and for all, after all, once it was out, it was out, no taking it back, so she just had to pray that it wasn't wrong because if it was wrong then everyone would end up horribly maimedohcraphurryupALREADY!!!
She grabbed the table and forced herself to stand still, curling her lips together as she shut her eyes tight and listened to the natural sounds surrounding the meeting room; the gentle hum of machinery pulsed from all around, hiding the myriad of thoughts that she was trying to get out in a way she was happy with. She went over to the chair at the top of the table and sat herself down, taking a deep breath and forcing her mind to stop for a minute, listening only to the sound of her breaths. Doing that always seemed to calm her down somewhat...ok...
Karra needed to take a step back and think rationally, so she put her fingers to her temples and began to massage, mentally rolling back to the notice she had posted. It was a call for fellow Jedi to provide cover and support for her while she was on her expedition, the year of study had finally proven fruitful when she managed to pull old references to an Arkanian capital ship from thousands of years ago. The schematics were lost to time, but there were plenty of places in the galaxy where time was frozen, one such place being on her mind when it came to finding the schematics. It would be dangerous, and likely would result in injury and, worst case, death, but if she could get her hands on the schematics, hundreds of thousands would have a place that was removed from war and the suffering it brought, a place to heal and relax and put the past and future out of their minds for a time. Given the tumultuous days they lived in, it felt like that would be worth more than any amount of credits.
Recalling things had helped her calm down, and as her datapad notified her it was now the time for the meeting, all she could do was let her head fall back into the chair and hope someone actually felt like accompanying her for the trip...
She grabbed the table and forced herself to stand still, curling her lips together as she shut her eyes tight and listened to the natural sounds surrounding the meeting room; the gentle hum of machinery pulsed from all around, hiding the myriad of thoughts that she was trying to get out in a way she was happy with. She went over to the chair at the top of the table and sat herself down, taking a deep breath and forcing her mind to stop for a minute, listening only to the sound of her breaths. Doing that always seemed to calm her down somewhat...ok...
Karra needed to take a step back and think rationally, so she put her fingers to her temples and began to massage, mentally rolling back to the notice she had posted. It was a call for fellow Jedi to provide cover and support for her while she was on her expedition, the year of study had finally proven fruitful when she managed to pull old references to an Arkanian capital ship from thousands of years ago. The schematics were lost to time, but there were plenty of places in the galaxy where time was frozen, one such place being on her mind when it came to finding the schematics. It would be dangerous, and likely would result in injury and, worst case, death, but if she could get her hands on the schematics, hundreds of thousands would have a place that was removed from war and the suffering it brought, a place to heal and relax and put the past and future out of their minds for a time. Given the tumultuous days they lived in, it felt like that would be worth more than any amount of credits.
Recalling things had helped her calm down, and as her datapad notified her it was now the time for the meeting, all she could do was let her head fall back into the chair and hope someone actually felt like accompanying her for the trip...