Location: Jedi Temple
Outfit: Street Clothes: dark hoodie
Tag: Jackson Lesan
Trapped.
Orla was trapped here at the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. A man named JJ or something had taken her from Mustafar, where she'd been staying with her new master. Some might say she'd been rescued, but as far as Orla was concerned -- she had been taken from one prison to another. But here, she couldn't even practice her new skills... which was a major drag. She'd been forbidden from using the dark side here. Or else her accommodations might become a great deal more prison-like. Escape was also out of the question, her movements were being monitored.
For now, she was subject to the will of these Jedi.
JJ had told her that she could receive training. But that also meant forsaking the darkness that she'd already embraced. Today, she was supposed to meet with a Jedi Master to speak about her options. Naturally, she was curious -- what would it meant to become a Jedi? Was it even possible for someone like her? While she'd dabbled with the dark side, her training had not yet truly begun... so her master had said. She'd only started to scratch the surface of these dark secrets, and she wanted more.
Orla didn't want light, not at all.
"Ugh," Orla said as she exited the small dorm room. "What's the point, even?"
Maybe, it was all pointless.