Conceited
| @[member="Carn Dista"] |
Ella opened her eyes as the pilot spoke through the overhead speakers, indicating that they were about to land soon. The Jedi Padawan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before unstrapping herself from her seat and lifted the satchel she had taken with her from Coruscant prior to her joining the Jedi who ventured to Ossus, to participate in the liberation effort. She hadn't left Ossus empty handed, other than liberating the Ysannan from the Sith Empire. The necklace that the Ysannan tribal leader had presented to her when the conflict ended hung around her neck. An souvenir of sorts.
She was the first to the ramp, which began to lower now that the Republic transport had landed. She had returned to Coruscant on board the shuttle that was transporting the unfortunate souls that had been mortally injured during the conflict. She even turned to help an man, who had lost his leg, down the ramp. When he thanked her, she just smiled and nodded her head. But she felt sorry for him and everyone else on board the transport. She would have preferred the transport that Sochi Ru had been ordered to escort home, but then she had been needed on this room, to ensure it's safety. She was pleased that nothing had happened, unlike the transport she had taken from Tython to Coruscant months earlier, where an unknown entity had bombed it.
Her hazel eyes scanned the landing pad and found someone familiar. Surprised gripped the young woman when she saw her Jedi Master waiting for her. She approached with a nervous grin and said, "Hello Master."
Ella opened her eyes as the pilot spoke through the overhead speakers, indicating that they were about to land soon. The Jedi Padawan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before unstrapping herself from her seat and lifted the satchel she had taken with her from Coruscant prior to her joining the Jedi who ventured to Ossus, to participate in the liberation effort. She hadn't left Ossus empty handed, other than liberating the Ysannan from the Sith Empire. The necklace that the Ysannan tribal leader had presented to her when the conflict ended hung around her neck. An souvenir of sorts.
She was the first to the ramp, which began to lower now that the Republic transport had landed. She had returned to Coruscant on board the shuttle that was transporting the unfortunate souls that had been mortally injured during the conflict. She even turned to help an man, who had lost his leg, down the ramp. When he thanked her, she just smiled and nodded her head. But she felt sorry for him and everyone else on board the transport. She would have preferred the transport that Sochi Ru had been ordered to escort home, but then she had been needed on this room, to ensure it's safety. She was pleased that nothing had happened, unlike the transport she had taken from Tython to Coruscant months earlier, where an unknown entity had bombed it.
Her hazel eyes scanned the landing pad and found someone familiar. Surprised gripped the young woman when she saw her Jedi Master waiting for her. She approached with a nervous grin and said, "Hello Master."