Shar'tala
Executive Assistant
They would not find me changed from him they knew--Only more sure of all I though was true.
Running. It was seemed that was all she could do now.
Six Hours Prior :
Jinny looked out of the clay-and-straw bricked farmhouse situated on the edge of the fields.Boring. She had scrubbed the small house down multiple times. Fed the game fowl that provided meat and eggs to the family. Stared out into the knee-high grains in portions of the fields time and time again. So much so she wanted to scream and then never see a stalk of grain again.
Her inability to be on the farmstead had never been so trying. That was before she wandered the universe for a short few weeks in search of her brother. Judah's inability to stay in one spot was infuriating to her! Spent his entire life on Saleucami, once he stepped off it he was planet hopping. Having ran out of the credits said infuriating brother had sent, Jinny had returned home and back into her life. Somehow the farmstead didn't match up with the glittering sights on Coruscant. The golden sunsets on Alderaan. Even her last stop at Void Station had been insightful.
Harvest time had been upon Saleucami's poor farmers once again. Beings everywhere left their farmsteads to sell their goods at the small rural towns scattered in the oases and on edges of deserts.Jinny's father,mother, and brother had all left this time. The harvest had been extra plentiful, requiring two to take it in. Jinny suspected her mother tagged along to escape the home for a little while and catch up on town news.
So she was left here.Alone. Certainly wasn't the first time nor would it be the last.
Three Hours Prior :
Blaster shots and explosions rang out around the small farmhouse. Seemed the local forces weren't taking too kindly to advancements by the Republic. Dust filtered down from the loft, coating the once-clean house. Jinny's family should have returned by now. Night was quickly falling. Taking the small blaster from her parents room, Jinny kept it at hand. She had only fired at targets. Sometimes a blaster made folks think twice.
Wasn't as if the Dashiells had much to steal anyhow.
Present :
Jinny ran quickly, there wasn't much cover. Large rocks and spindly trees. Blaster clutched painfully into her hand. It was dark. Even the large moon refused to cast much of a glow. Stumbling along, the curly-haired girl searched for familiar marks on the way to town. She wasn't seeing any - but the night could be an unforgiving beast. Especially in the desert. Her body ached. Throat burned dry.
Suddenly out of no where she was flying, a sonic boom was muffled to her ears. Dirt and rocks flew with her, raining back down to the hard packed earth. Heart beating in her ears, Jinny groaned weakly. Warm blood seemed to be pooling everywhere. Darkness closed in around her vision, catching a blurry figure just as darkness enveloped the young girl.