Fallout of the Force

[Lucera Maive]

Location: Cave on the Floor of Kashyyyk
Time: After the Invasion of Azure
Tag: Open

An Orderly had stopped by the room where Master Maive had been kept comfortable since her return from Azure. Unfortunately, the Master had suffered a serious relapse of a condition that had hospitalized her previously. Though this time it seemed the medical personnel and Jedi healers alike were concerned for reason that went beyond 'hearing voices.' Upon waking, the Keshiri woman had begun crying out; she'd covered her ears, squeezed her eyes shut, and thrashed about the bed as though possessed by a Sith Spirit. Thankfully they'd managed to sedate Lucera so the woman did not injure herself, but examinations since then had been unrevealing. All they knew for certain was keeping the Master medicated was the only way to keep her and everyone else in the ward safe.

So it was an alarming shock when the Orderly found the bed empty. They rushed from the room to the nearest desk to check if someone had moved Lucera elsewhere...


Far from the medical ward of the Temple on Kashyyyk, in the depths of a cave on the floor among the roots of the massive trees of that world, sat a lone figure. Legs crossed atop a flat rock, Lucera Maive's solid white eyes stared straight ahead at the passageway dimly lit by the light from above. No creatures dared tread into that cave since her arrival; those that had tried early on had fallen prey to bursts of the Force causing injury or death to the defenseless animal. The hem of her robe showed signs of water and dirt collected from her trek into the wilds of the planet, though the purple woman herself showed no signs of either the chill or damp conditions of the cave she found herself in.

Arrayed before Lucera in a circle were four other versions of herself. Each with a different countenance and tone than the other. It was impossible for the Master to tell whether they were real, or just figments of her imagination; and she'd stopped trying to tell the different long ago. At least she could make out their voices amidst the chaos. Their words rose above the rest. A blissful, if conflicted island in a turbulent sea.

Since her return from Azure -- where she had channeled all of the Force her physical shell possibly could alongside [member="Veiere Arenais"] -- Lucera had found her 'condition' worsened beyond measure. Before, after the Sith attempt on her life with their contraption, Lucera saw and heard the voices of spirits -- creatures or people that still held form in the Force, but went unseen by any other. They could be a distraction. They could even be of help, or a strange source of wisdom. So too were visions of the future played out before the Master's eyes often unbidden at a touch. Yet that had been a sweet dream compared to the living nightmare her life had taken since.

The moment conscious had returned every voice of every creature had filled not her ears, but her mind. Their every thought laid bare in no discernible order. How far this terrible sense went she couldn't begin to estimate. Even now, in this cave, she could hear them. Often those of Wookies as Lucera had fled far from the Temple and its many sentients that clustered nearby. What was more were the visions. She saw what others saw. Saw possible futures of people familiar and strange. Paths in the Force; those it held for them, those they chose for themselves, and those that would be thrust upon them.

What was real? What was imagined? How could she tell her own thoughts and what her own eyes saw from any other?

A tear fell down her cheek as she sat there desperately trying to find her balance. To find peace.

"If we kill them all--"

"No! We have to save them all."

"First we need to save ourselves before we can save others."

"Why save or kill any of them at all? What have they done for us? Medicate us. For 'our' own good."

"The dead cannot speak!"

"We still hear the dead."

"Why don't we ask for help?"

"And who do you think can help us? Did any of them help last time?"

"The Order will help us. We should return to the Temple immediately."

Lucera's head tilted ever so slightly as the argument continued to unfold before her. Where could she go? Who could she turn to? Why was she here? Where should she be?

This was the Will of the Force. This was the Will of the Force. This was the Will of the Force.

Help me. It was the one consistent thought she begged the Force to do since she'd fled into the wilds. 'Help me' as it helped so many others; as it had helped Azure.

 

[Kal'n Drasco]

He walked, as he often did, away from the temple and into the wilds of Kashyyk. He walked to clear his head, he walked to gather his thoughts, he walked for a handful reasons and those reasons didn't necessarily matter. Walking had become a form of meditation for Kal'n. He had come to appreciate the wilds of Kashyyk, to respect them and hopefully, he thought, learn something from them. He wasn't even sure how long he had been walking when he felt it, a slight pull in the Force. A subtle guided pull off of the animal trail he had been following. He paused in his step and turned his head in the direction, west from him. He tilted his head, as if expecting to hear something. He heard nothing.

Kal'n then stepped off the path, intrigued and cautious. This had never happened on one of his walk-abouts before, truthfully, things like this rarely happened to Kal'n at all. He then continued to walk, gently pushing aside tall grass and making his way around unfavorable ground as he followed his instincts. The young Jedi opened himself up to the force, feeling for which direction he should head.

A quarter of an hour, perhaps more, went by before Kal'n found himself staring down into a cave. Something was off. No longer were their sounds of animals here, no longer could he feel the birds or other small animals that often hung around. Instead he felt something else, someone else. Someone strong in the Force. Had he intruded on someone else that was training? He almost turned around and walked away, almost. He likely would have except he couldn't shake off a nagging feeling in the back of his head.

"Hello?" He called down into the darkness of the cave, lit it seemed, only by the light that poured through its opening. "I'm coming down." He called again. Reaching into a pouch he pulled out a green glow rod and twisted its end, held it above his head and began to walk down into the cave. "Are you ok, does anyone need help?" He called out again as he stepped onto the cavern floor, green light bathing everything in its iridescent glow, bathing [member="Lucera Maive"] and where she sat. She was greeted with a simple smile, perhaps a smile of relief that this young man hadn't accidentally stumbled into the den of a wild animal. Then again, had he?

 

[Chaca]

The call out into the force from the awakened master Lucera had been like a shockwave within existence. It rattled the force and shook reality itself in ways. It could not go unanswered. Beasts of nature fled from it. Strong force users were pulled to it.

The call was also answered by a being who's very presence in the force was an anomaly. The force had summoned him here. His unique nature was so very unusual, even off-putting, to so many beings who were strong in the force.

None truly understood what he was...some called him a wound in the force. Others called him a union between the force and nonforce users. Some called him an abomination, some called him a prophet. Like many aspects of the force, it all depended upon perspective. None truly knew his nature fully - even himself. But he knew he had purpose, and he knew the force lead him. He knew, because of his nature, that the force was an integral part of his life.

Now approaching the cave, he would feel like a gap in the force, a small area that simply felt....null. Within the center of the null, the calm within his event horizon, was nothing more than a small ivory cathar child. He looked to be around 10 years old, innocent, small, cute, and unimposing. Within his sapphire eyes swirled wisdom far beyond his perceived age. He held no possessions. No weapons, no supplies, not even clothing. He walked as though the force had manifested him here.

The small cathar child moved into the dark cave, a green light catching him ahead, causing his light-refractory eyes to glow dimly.

"There is an unrest here. A beckoning for calming...."

The small boy said as he stepped into the flickering green light of the cave. His eyes first went to Kal'n, who held the green light stick. The small anomaly of a child shook his head after a moment. It looked as though Kal'n too was seeking answers

"No..its not you, is it?"

He said to Kal'n before his semi-glowing eyes shifted to Master Maive, widening slightly upon connecting with her. It was as if he could feel it

"You...it is you that calls for calming of the rough seas around you...soothing of the waves in the force. Let me help you"

Chaca said, his instincts speaking volumes within.


[member="Kal'n Drasco"]
[member="Lucera Maive"]

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[Lucera Maive]

Lucera sat motionless even as a voice rang out in the cave. It was one of many, and she could not distinguish it being any more real than the rest. The many strands and essences that swirled in the Force blinded her to what was physical and 'real' from what was not. A white hot glow shone from the purple woman's eyes reflecting the raging current of the Lightside; an endless and steady stream of raw power that she had welcomed to save a planet, and now knew not how to come back from the precipice of joining the warm embrace of the eternal.

When [member="Kal'n Drasco"] set foot into the chamber Lucera resided, his kind inquiry drew out the Four. They stood as mirror images of the Master before Kal'n; only the glow of their eyes distinguished one from the other.

To his right, the Red Lucera scoffed. "The student comes to help the Master."

"She will never embrace you. How can you claim to be her true self with such conceit," the Blue Lucera quickly retorted to the Red's scorn.

A second 'intruder' soon joined the first. The gaze of the Four swung in tandem to the white cub as it spoke.

"Do not let him near Lucera!" The Sky Blue Lucera cried as it stepped between the child and the one he sought to aid.

The Delicately Red Lucera stepped between the Sky Blue one and the child with furrowed brow. "It will destroy us!"

"Wait!"

Lightning flashed and cracked through the air toward the cub as the Red Lucera had no desire to exchange words with the ravenous void of a creature that stood before them now. It snapped and lashed against the place where the white one should be, but try as the reflection might the lightning failed to reach its target.

"Enough! Please, you must not come closer. Your... being would be throwing a live wire into a bucket of water," the Sky Blue Lucera tried to explain around the others that had taken up positions along the shortest distance between [member="Chaca"] and the Jedi Master behind them. The Sky Blue Lucera's eyes quickly flicked toward Kal'n hopefully the Padawan would help them.

 

[Chaca]

The sight that met the small cathar child's eyes was nothing short of a wonderment - like nothing he had ever seen before. Each of them was she - the master....but shining so very differently, as though she were manifesting as unique and opposing aspects within the force. Multiple aspects all clashing with one another

"I ...I think I understa-"

The cub began to say as a massive wave of force lightning was suddenly hurled at him. He squeaked in terror and surprise, this cave a little too small to easily dodge such a threat. As he screamed in fear and crumbled to his knees, the lightning would reach the outer rim of his event horizon, the area in space where the force simply seemed to stop. The lightning, at the edge of his existence, seemed to stretch and disappear into his void. He was shaken and surprised, but entirely unharmed

The attack had managed to show a certain humble fear in the boy. After all, he realized that he was still mortal. He was quite young, and though his instincts and will within the force seemed quite strong, he was uncertain of a great many things.

His ears perked as he slowly looked up at them now, lowering his hands that had been covering his head just moments ago. He glanced from the padawan to the Master - the group of force duplicates that stood before him. He understood that they blocked him from the true master - the form that was native to this plane within the force.

Chaca would not attempt to approach any of them, remaining in his kneeling position, large blue eyes glancing to each aspect of the master that stood before him. Each one shined within the force, a taste of different energy radiating from each of them. Some on the darker spectrum, some on the lighter spectrum

"Master, you are coming apart at the seams. You must hear and come to peace with all of these aspects you've taken on, or you will shatter. You are already beginning to fracture"

The boy said, keeping his head low, subbordinate to the Master - the aspects on each side of the force. He glanced at each of the lot, wondering what each aspect of her force energy would say in reflection

The padawan Kal'n it seemed wouldnt need to interject just yet, Chaca made no attempt to go against the master's wishes - he did as commanded and did not approach yet.



[member="Lucera Maive"]

[member="Kal'n Drasco"]

 

[Lucera Maive]

The light red Lucera let out a silent sigh at the cub's words. "Obviously someone that's sat in one too many well-meaning, but overly-idealistic Masters' classes. She doesn't need to come to peace with each of us, little one." Her shoulders were ever so slightly fallen and her attention barely acknowledging the white one's presence. A necessity to deal with given its vile threat, but otherwise best ignored.

"She must choose. Choose who she will become. Who she wants to be," the deep blue Lucera added. Her shoulders were squared and her gaze focused on Chaca as she spoke. He was of utmost concern and could not be ignored because of the danger he posed to what was transpiring.

A faint smile graced the sky blue Lucera, whose tense body had relaxed ever so slightly with signs Chaca would stay where he was. "She has forgotten herself, and we are here to help her remember. Unfortunately, darker aspects of herself have gained an equal voice in this matter. Rage," her eyes fell to the red one whose scowl was still on the cub. She turned to the lighter red copy, "Selfishness."

"And you would be arrogance," the light red Lucera retorted.

"Your bickering does not help. Be still," the deep blue Lucera tried to command them, "else we will be here for an eternity and her mind will break from the strain."

The softest of voices carried on the currents that swept down into the cave, Your eyes, don't trust them. Your ears, don't believe them. Your fear, master it. Feel the Force, let it guide you. The four Luceras before Chaca gave no indication of noticing it.

Tag: [member="Chaca"] | [member="Kal'n Drasco"]​

 

[Chaca]

Chaca's ears lowered a little as the first spoke to him with condescension. The boy nodded gently in understanding of what she had said, but remained silent as the next one spoke with a great amount of urgency

This version of the master was much more guarded, but also much more optimistic about the outcome. It seemed she was also quite cautious about the anomaly child's presence here. The force had lead him here clearly, but it would be terrifying not to be able to ascertain whether he was here to harm, or help.

Chaca did his best to look as unaffronting to this Lucera as he could. He sat back on his legs in his kneeling position, arms crossed on his legs. He obviously held no weapons, and made it very clear he would step no further unless permitted by the masters

"Yes master, I see what you mean"

The child said timidly to the deep blue Lucera. He understood her perspective, but it was narrow. Only understood from one angle.

The words of sky blue would call the boy's attentions, his sapphire eyes aglow in the dim light of the cave as he glanced between the various incarnations that sky blue had pointed out. He could feel their unique energies, all crucial aspects within the force.

The pieces of this puzzle were slowly falling in to place, and the force was clicking bits of information into place in his mind as they spoke, slowly bringing him more clarity on what was occurring here. Like his own nature, he hadn't all the answers about what was transpiring here, but the force was leading him on the path to answers.

As they bickered among each other, another feeling came over him, a sense that they - like he - didn't fully understand what was unfolding. He slowly nodded, the cub speaking respectfully to each, as though each of them were his master. He spoke to the deep blue Lucera first.

"But...does she really have to choose? To alienate part of herself in favor of another? Each of you believes you are rightful in your feelings...and each of you has a purpose. But perhaps she can find harmony, if each of you could just hear..and feel... What the others feel"

Sky blue caught his gaze next. Her perspective was understandable.

"They deserve equal voice - as they are aspects of her as well. To bury and silence them could be far more harmful, like a festering wound within. All of her emotions should be heard, understood, and come to peace with if she is to find wholeness again"

Chaca's words may come as a surprise. He spoke of letting the dark side aspects speak, and be understood. By attempting to forceably polarize their energies, beings naturally were pulled to the dark or light sides within the force. Absolute balance was so very rare, but entirely possible. But it took conviction and belief that all emotions have warrant and should be understood and reflected upon.



[member="Lucera Maive"]

[member="Kal'n Drasco"]

 

[Lucera Maive]

The deep blue Lucera looked upon the Cub as it addressed her in particular. "It is, unfortunately, the way it must be, young one." Her voice was calm and level, not rushed nor perturbed at his inquisitive demeanor.

"Festering?" The sky blue Lucera glanced at the dark pair loitering off to one side. "I'm sorry, little one, but only one of us will--"

A none too subtle trill of pent up aggression interrupted what was about to be sad. "Why are any of you humoring the child? This is our conflict. We will choose who takes her body, and I have had enough of this farce," the burning red Lucera cried. She turned and took a step toward the purple skinned woman that had not moved since Chaca's arrival.

Without a moment's hesitation, the pink one's hand shot out and caught her red counterpart's upper arm. Her chin lowered as she peered at the bold creature from beneath her brow. "You will not violate the terms. Enough time has been wasted deciding which of us can escape, but not so much we will let you take it from us."

"You agreed just as we all did. Though who could have expected more from one that adopted the facade of Darkness when the body of Light sits before us," the sky blue Lucera snapped.

Meanwhile the deep blue version took a step to circle the quarreling trio. They were if nothing else predictable. She spared a glance in Chaca's direction and would give him a hand gesture to remain quiet if he noticed her very gradual movements.

Tag: [member="Chaca"]​

 

[Chaca]

Deep Blue seemed to connect the most with the unusual child, and in doing so she also gained more of his attention.

He nodded respectively at what she had said, honoring the insight she seemed to show in this situation.

He watched as the group argue, his sapphire eyes wide as they decided among them the fate of a master who was being torn in so many different ways. So many aspects of the force clashing for dominance within the mind.

He flinched a little as they clashed and argued, polarity of each showing as their words spoke of their intentions. His eyes glanced to the padawan who was still nearby and speachless at this point it seemed. Chaca minded the padawans position; if needed, Chaca could step between the entities and Kal'n to protect him from force attacks.

Chaca watched Deep Blue and nodded gently in understanding to her. The child remained silent, seeing where their own explorations of their feelings would take them. His eyes watched Deep Blue as she moved, curiousity in his sapphire gaze

[member="Lucera Maive"]

 

[Lucera Maive]

The light one had remained silent, which bode well for the Deep Blue's creep toward Lucera's motionless body. It wasn't far and her limb reached out toward it. The stalemate could be over at last, and she could finally leave this place.

No warning was given. No sound made. Wild, uncontrolled arcs of energy superheated the air as it buzzed and snapped in the confines of the rock walls. Bright, white light flew from the monstrous visage of Red, which pounded her counterpart. Whatever cry came from the other's mouth was lost beneath the sound of the torrential power brought to bear. It slammed the other creature against the wall and held it there as wave after wave blasted against her.

Unnoticed to Red was how the explosive shockwave of the burst of thunder and lightning had knocked her paler cousin aside. The Light Red one was slammed against Chaca's null bubble. She did not vanish, but cries came from her as the emptiment waged war with the Force's existence. After several seconds that appearance of Lucera managed to pull itself free only to collapse to one side from the effort.

Which left the Light Blue Lucera, which had also been knocked back, but had been further away from the sudden manifestation. Her eyes swept to the Dark Blue before they too landed on Lucera's body, which was now on the other side of the bolts of lightning. At last, she turned toward the child, "You have to stop her. You're the only one that can. If she takes possession of the Master's body she will kill us all!"

Tag: [member="Chaca"]​

 

[Chaca]

Chaca hadnt known what to expect, though the moment deep blue started to reach for Lucera the boy held up his arm, as if he were going to say 'wait!'

But it was too late, and the moment deep blue made contact chaos started to break out. Chaca tried to move toward the master, though he was caught off guard as the others were thrown back - some in his direction.

When light red collided with his event horizon, the feeling was like nothing he had ever experienced. It wasn't a physical sense in any way, more an emotional feeling, as though for that brief moment he had received whatlight red was feeling in a sense. What he had felt brought forth the emotions of anger and distrust to the forefront.

Now with a look of determination and anger the anomalous child leapt and dodged around the apparitions with surprising agility.

Landing next to Lucera's body, the child actually snarled, his teeth visibly sharp. His eyes burned in anger and betrayal.

"Get away from her NOW!"

The small child nearly roared at deep blue, his right palm stopping just beyond contact with deep blue's wrist. He could only imagine touching her would have the same affect that it had on light red. Probably more painful and disorienting, being that Chaca intended to tackle fully against deep blue should she not comply

The child felt scared, and but he knew he needed to trust in the force. He made sure to keep himself just far enough from Lucera as to not affect her with his presence, determined to help protect her from these energies

Deep blue wouldn't have more than a moment to release Lucera. If she didn't, he would leap

[member="Lucera Maive"]

 

[Lucera Maive]

The little one's movements caught them all by surprise. All eyes were on Chaca as he took up guard and snarled at them.

With Red Lucera's release, the Deep Blue Lucera withdrew. In fact, battered by the lightning cast at her, she seemed to be drawing closer to the mouth of the cave than might be expected. Even the Light Blue Lucera gave Chaca a small smile before taking a few steps back.

The Red one, however, hadn't moved. Hadn't said a word. Hadn't so much as breathed. Its eyes slowly turned to the white creature. Enough. "Enough." A tremor ran through the ground and shook free dirt and light stony debris from overhead. "Enough!" Darkness blossomed in the cave at that moment. It flooded it as though the tide had come in.

Without a sound and with no apology, the other three Lucera abruptly vanished. Their Force presence fled the area.

Before him the Red Lucera's image began to warp and change before his very eyes. She turned toward Chaca and as she did so grew nearly twice her height, tall enough to stoop over with claws and fangs to match her black form. "Enough charades. Enough wasting time. Enough of you, Child. BEGONE. Before I gnaw on your bones and send the remains to whatever spawned such an abomination."

Tag: [member="Chaca"]​

 

[Chaca]

Chaca looked around as they started to withdraw, and for a moment he wondered if he had started to restore order to the clash in the force. He glanced back to the master for a moment - the real one - seeing that she was still unconscious

He faced out, defensively, keeping himself between her true form, and the force apparitions.

"There can be peace"

The cathar cub said, much more softly now. There was a faint quiver to his voice.

As Red spoke now, breaking the silence with a final protest to Chaca's mere presence. The child's gentle sapphire eyes would slowly widen as Red would cause the ground to quake, her form growing gargantuan. His mouth fell open as a trembled little breath was taken in, his head having to look all the way up just to look her in the eye.

The boy was terrified, absolutely horrified at this massive beast that stands before him threateningly. His eyes couldn't help but look to the claws and razor sharp teeth, swallowing hard. His tail lashed feverishly, a tell sign to his fear. Yet, somehow the boy remained where he stood. He didn't flee, he managed to hold his ground

"I won't let you take her!"

The boy said, protestingly against this massive horror, an abomination in itself. It was quite a spectacle - this tiny lithe cathar, naked and completely unarmed, standing up against an entity thay may as well have stepped directly out of his nightmares. He glanced back at Lucera. He couldn't just leave her...it wouldn't be right

He couldn't conceal the fact that he was trembling a little. But he held his ground. If he had to, he would grab hold of the master's body and try to take her to safety, but he couldn't be sure how successful he would be. He couldn't be sure he wouldn't do more harm than good. So he held his ground, he had to protect her

"What if I could set you free myself?"

Chaca shouted out. He didn't know if such a thing was truly possible. But the cub had to ask, if nothing else than to buy more time to figure this chaos out.

[member="Lucera Maive"]

 

[Lucera Maive]

Laughter filled the cavern. "You? Your body is a barren waste. A salted field where no life grows. Your very being consumes the Force around it. I would find no vessel in you, Child. Now," its eyes narrowed to slits, "begone!" Lightning snapped between its many clawed fingers, and a low growl boiled within its chest.

A silver beam suddenly flared to life between Chaca and the Monster as lightning sought to roast the little one. It did not matter that such failed before, it would try again; and now it would try with its full power. Lucera, however, did not leave the safety of the innocent to chance. The raw power was channeled into her saber, keeping it from even the void that surrounded the cub.

Bright, glowing eyes gazed up at the Monster before them. "Not today. Not tomorrow. Never again." Her left hand hovered over the blade as she stepped into the clash to shield Chaca further.

The rage of ages shook the cavern as the lightning continued to crack and spit into the saber. If you were too distracted by the monstrous visage or the bright lightning it would be easy to overlook how the fiend drew back slightly. Lucera held the connection between them fast, however. If it was power it wished to display, then it would display all of its power.

After ten seconds the Monster managed to twist violently aside and tear free of the grapple in the Force. It soon began to fade and vanished, swept off into the wind toward the cave's exit.

Lucera did not pursue, and if anything wavered after just a moment and collapsed to one knee. The lightsaber turned off with the threat passed and with Chaca being in danger of touching it should she pass out. "You were... quite brave," she breathed at last. A wan smile came over her purple lips. "I'm sorry I could not help you sooner." Truly a horrific to be frozen, unable to respond. Barely able to even perceive a single moment in time or space. So many paths had been laid out before them. Hopefully they had found a brighter one to follow.

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[Chaca]

Deep inside, Chaca's very nature was a mystery, even to him. He wanted to believe he wasn't an abomination. He wanted so badly to feel that he wasn't a wound in the force. But how could he ever be sure? He felt compassion, treated others well, but could his deeds deny his nature, if he truly was some sort of wound in the force?

He shook his head up at the monster as it spoke of him, and his barren nature. The child's sapphire eyes became glassy as he peered up at the beast, feeling a mixture of terror and anger.

"No! I'm not going anywhere!"

The small ivory cathar boy protested loudly, yelling up at the apparition. He held his ground, remaining between the master and this terror in the force.

As lightning began to crackle and arc around the beast, Chaca braced himself. His eyes suddenly clenched shut as the arcs of lightning flared and slashed through the cavern directly at him. Chaca held his arms out wide, his field shielding Lucera from the blast.

Chaca gasped as he heard a voice, not realizing that the master had stepped before him, now shielding him from the rage abomination. His eyes squinted open as she spoke, standing up to the creature as it threatened their very existence.

But the master didnt back down, and the boy watched rather wide-eyed as she drove the beast away after a battle of wills within the force.

As she crumbled to one knee, the kit rushed to her side, though he avoided making actual physical contact, making sure to keep his field from affecting her. She needed her connection to the force in a moment like this.

The boy seemed to stammer as she called him brave, his somewhat large ears folding down bashfully

"Me? Thank you Master, but I...just tried to help. I dont think I did much to it"

The child said respectfully, kneeling next to her, his large sapphire eyes scanning to see if she was injured

"Are you okay? I can bring you to a village not far from here...they have a doctor"

The small boy would pause, realizing that after having been through such an ordeal, they never had been formally introduced

"My name's Chaca..."



[member="Lucera Maive"]

 

[Lucera Maive]

Lucera smiled. "Not all adversary demands physical confrontation, Chaca," the Keshiri replied after a moment. "Sometimes all that is needed is a strong heart and a will to stand by those in need." The Master sighed as exhaustion sapped the energy throughout her body. A nauseous feeling gnawed at her midsection, and her eyes felt raw. A soft, throaty moan of discomfort lasted but a second.

"A village," the purple woman echoed at last. "Perhaps it would be best to recover somewhere warm, yes?" She forced a smile to her lips as she lifted her white eyes to the young cub. "Will you be my guide?"

Slowly she'd find the means to gather her feet beneath her once more. It took two attempts, but numbed fingers found the clasp for her lightsaber. "It is a pleasure to meet you," the Master said as they began to walk toward the cave entrance. "I am Lucera. Lucera Maive. I was fortunate to meet you, Chaca. Perhaps there will be something I can do for you in return. Once I've recovered."

Ordinarily a Jedi would tout meditation. Call upon the Force to aid in healing the body and the spirit. However, given the nature of her recent plight Lucera decided, for the time being, perhaps she would rest without drawing on the Force just yet. Becoming consumed by it and leaving herself vulnerable to spiritual attack had been a terrible mistake. At the time... well, she was sure it must have made sense at the time. Lucera could scarcely remember the past however long it had been since Azure.

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