Private Finding Solace

[Jonyna Si]

TAGS: Sheva Azra
K A S H Y Y Y K​

It wasn't often these days that Jonyna felt the call of the Force directly. That internal urge to be somewhere specific. The Light called her today though, and she felt that pull.

She hadn't expected it to lead her to the planet of the wookies though.

She's seen plenty of the planet back during her days dating Taam, fighting against the Mandalorian Crusaders, and dealing with rebuilding the world in the aftermath. Still, it felt nice being back in these trees. She wandered around, trying to track down the source of what came next. A jedi like her should be able to find whatever the Force was shoving in her face, but it was easier said than done...

Wherever this call was for, Jonyna would find it.

 

[Sheva Azra]

Arc One

EQUIPMENT: Travel Gear • TAGS: @Jonyna Si

The trees smelled different.

She a wrinkled her nose as the all encompassing smell of the Kashyyyk trees. It wasn’t that Sheva had never seen or smelled trees before. Dathomir had its forest, but Sheva’s homeworld had less…life than the Wookiee planet. Walking through the forests of Dathomir made one feel the suffocating presence of what once was and would never be again. Here though, on this world? Life in untold multitudes and variations.

She sneezed.

Sheva had come to the world with the most recent merchant that had so graciously allowed her to tag along. Her quarters was an empty storage room that, now with new cargo filling it up, she had been forced to vacate. She was going to have to find a new ship and means of travel if she was going to get off this planet.

With a sigh, she reached down to grab her back sitting by her feet. Hefting it over one shoulder, Sheva set out into the crowds.

 

[Jonyna Si]

TAGS: Sheva Azra​

High above in the canopy, Jonyna scanned the crowd. Her senses of the Force extending far beyond what her eyes could see. Every person in the crowd, a thought scanning each of them. Itemized. Memorized. She'd honed this skill during her days as a member of the jedi council. It was the only way she could keep track of every member of the order. Every padawan, knight, master.

It was never personal, just a way for her to keep track of people. Too many people.

But her senses settled on one. A wanderer, trying to stay hidden in the crowd.

She leapt down, sliding down branches like it was a skateboard, before finally landing in the crowd herself.

Now she just needed to wait for the girl to break off. Find a quiet spot.