Tallia Farn
Flustered Amnesiac
Life at the Jedi Temple was everything Tallia Farn had hoped for and more. It had been several months since she had arrived with her memory erased, brought there by Jedi Master Joshua Dragonsflame, and each month she could feel herself growing closer and closer to her goal. She was going to hone her Force abilities, and join the ranks of the Silver Jedi. It was unclear what her rank would be when she achieved that goal however. She was a bit old to be a Padawan, the healer Celeste Rigel had told her, but she didn't feel quite ready to be a Knight either.
Only time would tell where she would be placed, but in the meantime she had plenty to do. Each day she was up before the Kashyyyk sun, going through her morning exercise routine. Then it was breakfast in the caf and off to the Archives to lend the librarians a hand. When she'd been well enough and had begun to get stir-crazy in her recovery room all day, Celeste had happily found something for her to do. Tallia had been given a personal key card and everything, a rite normally reserved for Jedi only. There was always cataloging work to be done, considering the sheer volume of material housed within the Archives originating from previous temples all across the galaxy, Coruscant, Tython, Yavin 4, Voss, and others.
There had been plenty of medical screenings as well, along with a couple procedures. The crisscrossed scars on her abdomen had come from a torture session with the One Sith. The healers had been kind but straight with her about the results of the screenings. Some of her organs had resealed in irregular ways (the Sith hadn't been kind enough to put everything back where they'd found it), and she would need surgery to correct it. The most upsetting news however, was that her reproductive system was essentially gone. She would never be able to have children. Restoring something like that was beyond the skill of the biomedical staff at the temple.
It had been shocking news at the time, but she had moved past it. Her body was now in better shape than it probably had been in years. The surgeries, along with physical therapy and exercise to follow, had worked wonders.
It was around this time, as her body neared full recovery, that she began to wonder about where Josh had been. She still had the number he had gave her, but she was embarrassed to admit that she hadn't used it yet. Tallia remembered how he had reacted to her memory loss. It hadn't been good. She could tell he cared about her, but she just couldn't bring herself to contact him. She didn't want to upset him. When he was ready, she hoped he would come visit her.
Tallia was just sitting down in one of the exterior gardens, only a short walk from the temple grounds, when her mind wandered to him again. What memories had they shared together that she had since forgotten? Every day she came to the isolated garden to clear her mind, and practice meditating as Celeste had taught her. The tall reeds grew up all around the maze-like pathways that all spiraled inward to a small pool at the center. The fauna of Kashyyyk chirped and cricketed around her as she sat down with a groan at the edge of the water. She'd been on her feet all afternoon at the library re-uploading returned data to its proper location. It felt good to take a moment to rest. It was now time for her to once again try and probably fail to concentrate on clearing her mind.
[member="Josh DragonsFlame"]
Only time would tell where she would be placed, but in the meantime she had plenty to do. Each day she was up before the Kashyyyk sun, going through her morning exercise routine. Then it was breakfast in the caf and off to the Archives to lend the librarians a hand. When she'd been well enough and had begun to get stir-crazy in her recovery room all day, Celeste had happily found something for her to do. Tallia had been given a personal key card and everything, a rite normally reserved for Jedi only. There was always cataloging work to be done, considering the sheer volume of material housed within the Archives originating from previous temples all across the galaxy, Coruscant, Tython, Yavin 4, Voss, and others.
There had been plenty of medical screenings as well, along with a couple procedures. The crisscrossed scars on her abdomen had come from a torture session with the One Sith. The healers had been kind but straight with her about the results of the screenings. Some of her organs had resealed in irregular ways (the Sith hadn't been kind enough to put everything back where they'd found it), and she would need surgery to correct it. The most upsetting news however, was that her reproductive system was essentially gone. She would never be able to have children. Restoring something like that was beyond the skill of the biomedical staff at the temple.
It had been shocking news at the time, but she had moved past it. Her body was now in better shape than it probably had been in years. The surgeries, along with physical therapy and exercise to follow, had worked wonders.
It was around this time, as her body neared full recovery, that she began to wonder about where Josh had been. She still had the number he had gave her, but she was embarrassed to admit that she hadn't used it yet. Tallia remembered how he had reacted to her memory loss. It hadn't been good. She could tell he cared about her, but she just couldn't bring herself to contact him. She didn't want to upset him. When he was ready, she hoped he would come visit her.
Tallia was just sitting down in one of the exterior gardens, only a short walk from the temple grounds, when her mind wandered to him again. What memories had they shared together that she had since forgotten? Every day she came to the isolated garden to clear her mind, and practice meditating as Celeste had taught her. The tall reeds grew up all around the maze-like pathways that all spiraled inward to a small pool at the center. The fauna of Kashyyyk chirped and cricketed around her as she sat down with a groan at the edge of the water. She'd been on her feet all afternoon at the library re-uploading returned data to its proper location. It felt good to take a moment to rest. It was now time for her to once again try and probably fail to concentrate on clearing her mind.
[member="Josh DragonsFlame"]