First Day for the Nameless Girl

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Vulpesen"]

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18 hours after the death of Solan Charr​

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Charr huddled in her corner, shutting out the people around her as she clenched at her head. She had always hurt around people, her mind filled with thoughts that weren't hers and when she had been taken it had gotten better. Even if she didn't know her name or what her future would mean, it was still better. She would not be tormented by a thousand people's sadness, their hate or their maddening rage. Nor would she feel their joy, but that was something few on Nar Shaddaa felt, as the very moon seemed to know nothing but suffering through one form or another. It was a place that destroyed the minds of those sane, and for those who were not, with the ability to know a person's emotions without understanding them, not knowing why she was feeling these emotions that were foreign to her own mind was horrible.​

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It was made none the better by a grieving creature which had been guiding her and keeping her safe. The creature was small, smaller than most. It barely ran the length of her arm when it lay beside her, and its sadness made it appear all the sadder. The two were two lost beings, the creature having lost its master and Charr, whose name was no longer known to her, was without anything or anyone.​

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They still ate, and still moved when needed, finding shelter on a world while they hid under robes and cloaks that Charr had been able to find and take. Charr stole food to eat, having no credits and she shielded the wolf within that clothing she had found. It wasn't much, and she wished that she knew what else to do. But the person who had freed her was gone, within the Gem she carried, though that information was not known to her. Her feet dragged along when she walked, feet cold and sore from the lack of what could be considered shoes. She just wanted to stop and stay curled up like she was now, but for good.​

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Her eyes closed, letting her dark hair shield her face while the hood and cloak hid every feature that belonged to her. Someone might mistake her for a dead one in this position, but she didn't care. The living were atleast courteous enough to leave the dead be, and it wasn't like she had much they could take. The wolf would protect her and that Gem, which created a beacon in the force. She didn't know, but it was now connected to her life force, that it was projecting what she had inherited out to the world around her without any veil to hide her location.​

 

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen's head perked up as he walked thenstreets of nar shadaa. Something wasn't right. All around him, he could hear, smell, feel the bustle of lives. It was a place that Those like him could easily be overwhemed by. Luckily for him, it was something he had learned to deal with long ago. But he could feel, somehwere in the distance, someone wasn't quite as skilled and he could feel the pain. The force was flowing like a river through a single conduit. Reminded him almsot of when he himself had exposed hismelf to the raw power of the force. The pain he had felt was excruciating. But to have it through emotions alone... it woud be enough to break a mind, even if only on a local scale. "What the hell?" Two pops sounded from Vulpesen's legs as he hit the ground and took off. Palm and boot slammed into the duracreet as he ran, ignoring the shocked gasp and looks of those around who had never seen a Zorren sprint.

[member="Charr"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

Charr barely moved as she tried to decipher the words in her head. There were thoughts and feelings that were foreign to her like normal but there was a part of her that felt like it was being torn away from one set of feelings. In addition to this, the knowledge that had been transferred to her was rather troublesome. It was a confusing mess and she could not understand most of what she was seeing other than knowing it was a very complicated web of experiences. Her body tried to stand up but faltered and the spike of pain caused a trail of flames to leave her and burn her hand as she tried to restrain it. She had to think clearly, had to figure out what was happening to her. She didn't know what to do but she needed to get her body and its power under control and that started with reclaiming her mind from the torment it was going through.

She didn't have much she could focus on as an anchor so she focused on the small bit of happiness she could feel, coming from deep down with her now free. She didn't understand what freedom meant, not quite yet but she was happy for it and she focused on that. It was one of the few things she had been taught in regards to her mind. While shutting out those around her was infuriatingly difficult, it was not impossible. The problem was she was still young and had been separated so the practice needed was rather limited compared to this moment now where she could find no quiet place to get focused on her mind and figure out what was going on.

[member="Vulpesen"]

 

[Vulpesen]

Continuing to run across the pavement, Vulpesen leaped and scampered around the denizens of the populated area, ignoring the gasps and varied curses that followed him. With his current body shape, it wasn't long before he came into contact with the child who seemed to almost shrink from the world around her. The conflict was palpable, as was the power. Unusually strong, yet with no control, it went beyond innate power and in truth, it scared him. Though, the fear wasn't for himself, but rather for the girl who was so obviously fearing what was happening to them.

Rising up to his two feet, Vulpesen offered his hand to [member="Charr"] while muting his presence in the force. At the very least, it might give the child one less presence in her mind. "I'm here to help." Four words spoken clearly above the din and confusion, amplified slightly by the force to find Charr's attention. To preserve sanity they would likely race against time. This was no place for a scarred force user's psyche.

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Vulpesen"]

The girl twitched a bit at the notice of something being muted. IT was weird to her and for a half second she lost the voice of someone else in hear head. It was replaced in her ears though as she heard the words, the words that seemed foreign to her and the small wolf that seemed to protect her appeared, looking at Vulpesen with a sullen expression on its face. The creature stared for a few moments before looking back at Charr, tugging at Charr's robes as a way to tell her it was ok. That did not make the girl move at first, who still looked terrified and curled up tighter to think about what she was seeing.

She was supposed to trust that wolf, trust that the wolf knew what it was doing but could she? This man was someone she had not seen before, nor was someone that she had been shown and told cold be trusted. She wondered if it was actually ok for her to let him help her from this place but that decision was made for her as the wolf tugged again. She was told to trust the wolf, that it knew it would be ok. So she would slowly inch up from where she was, the wolf returning to its hidden place in her robes and she would look at Vulpesen, waiting for him to lead her out of here.

 

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen's eyes narrowed at the wolf that was guarding the young woman. A familiar face, and given its position on a stranger's shoulder he could venture a guess as to its bond mate's whereabouts. "This way. And just focus on me." With a quick turn, the Zorren started through the crowd, his tail flicking behind him. Of all the places to have empathetic powers manifest, this girl had to choose Nar Shadaa. One of the most populated slum holes in the galaxy.

[member="Charr"]