Potential Unrealized


Oh no, it was happening again!
Astri was just looking for the training rooms, out of a simple curiosity. She was going to have to use them eventually, right? May as well know where they were. Except in her search, somehow, she'd found herself in the Healing Halls. Which, if she was being honest, was also a really neat place to be, and she was certainly interested in exploring a little. But this wasn't where she was trying to be, and trying to read the map on her datapad was like trying divine the meaning of life from a couple of knuckle bones!
Not exactly a simple thing.
To her credit, Astri did her best to press herself up against a wall whenever someone passed her by. The last thing she wanted to do was get in the way, especially if it was a nurse or a Jedi Healer coming her way. They had patients to attend to, after all, and Astri would never forgive herself if their care was interrupted by her failing sense of direction.
"Aww man..." she let out an uncomfortable whine, "why am I so bad at this?"
Astri looked back down at the datapad, trying to find her bearings for the umpteenth time... and promptly bumped into someone.