Tacky Thing
Kaia Starchaser wasn't really sure what was going on. She had spent the majority of her early life aboard the Dawn Treader, the old Star Destroyer her family lived on. And served on. Serving the galaxy and making the galaxy safe for imperialization, or something. She wasn't quite sure. But what she did know was that there were limitations to the Force, her family was basically handicapped in the Force. And while she was good with recognzing the flow of energy around her, that was a Starchaser staple. Understanding when danger was coming, when it was time to move, and how the Force was flowing in someone else. That was basic. Something her father [member="Coren Starchaser"] always knew, same with Jared and even Cole, who she hadn't seen in... years?
But she was on her pilgrimage. She spent a few months exploring the galaxy, using her YT-2400, the Escape to find her place in the galaxy, learn about the cultures, the Force and where she wanted to be. That was what found her hunting down the Jedi, both in the Levantine Sanctum along the Rim and more in the Republic.
What did her family despise about this group? They were peaceful, working on learning, and working on trying to protect the galaxy, she supposed. But could she even work with them? She wanted to learn how to use the Force, not for destruction, but however it would react to her, and how she should respond to it.
On the way out of the Fringe, she visited the Omegas, and the ruins of Corellia, her ancestoral homeworld. She was one of the few Starchasers to not be born on the world. From there, she scouted out the Obsidian Knights, the technological Force users in the Abrion Corporate Authority, and even the Sith, but they weren't jiving with her. They seemed... too combat oriented. She wanted something else.
It'd been what? Months now? And she was just showing up on Onderon.
It seemed like the best place to start. But once she was in the starport, now where? The girl looked the part of a Spacer, worn denim and nerf hide jacket, a blaster on her hip and a backpack with some datapads. Shaded goggles on her eyes and a look of wonder on her face.
Hopefully the Force would bring her where she needed to go...
But she was on her pilgrimage. She spent a few months exploring the galaxy, using her YT-2400, the Escape to find her place in the galaxy, learn about the cultures, the Force and where she wanted to be. That was what found her hunting down the Jedi, both in the Levantine Sanctum along the Rim and more in the Republic.
What did her family despise about this group? They were peaceful, working on learning, and working on trying to protect the galaxy, she supposed. But could she even work with them? She wanted to learn how to use the Force, not for destruction, but however it would react to her, and how she should respond to it.
On the way out of the Fringe, she visited the Omegas, and the ruins of Corellia, her ancestoral homeworld. She was one of the few Starchasers to not be born on the world. From there, she scouted out the Obsidian Knights, the technological Force users in the Abrion Corporate Authority, and even the Sith, but they weren't jiving with her. They seemed... too combat oriented. She wanted something else.
It'd been what? Months now? And she was just showing up on Onderon.
It seemed like the best place to start. But once she was in the starport, now where? The girl looked the part of a Spacer, worn denim and nerf hide jacket, a blaster on her hip and a backpack with some datapads. Shaded goggles on her eyes and a look of wonder on her face.
Hopefully the Force would bring her where she needed to go...