Why?.. Why was she even here? What was so important about this distant world that she had somehow found herself there? It had been years since Aika had disappeared. The last anyone had seen of her was on Tatooine, and even that was stretch as it seemed like the spaceport had been wiped of their memory of her. This enigmatic...sage. This woman that had once sworn an oath to the Republic, once stood alongside the Silver Jedi, and seemingly tuned her back on each and every one of them had been in exile. Now, she wasn't? It didn't make sense. Where had she gone? Why had she gone? As always, questions surrounded everything connected to her. So why had she come to Ahch-to? What was different now?..
This place...why?
I don't know. Something is here....
Something like what? What could we possibly hope to find on this worthless planet? It could hardly even provide protection.
Since when were we looking for protection?
Then what else has brought us here?
I....don't know.
Her ship had landed a few hours before. Well, not her ship, technically. But she was flying it, and possession is mostly law. As she sauntered down the small shuttle's ramp, her feet came to freeze at the base. Aika's head panned about, eyes taking in not only the world she now found herself on, but details as well. Something had brought her to Ahch-to, as it did everywhere she went. But this.....was different. In truth, she didn't even know why she had followed her instincts, or even what she hoped to find. Maybe this was her new home of exile? It had been years since she separated herself from the wider galaxy, but even that didn't seem quite right. No, this world held something else for the formerly hailed Jedi Master. Psh, the Jedi...such thoughts had been long absent her mind. In her eyes, they had fallen. Unworthy of even the simplest of titles, Aika believed it was only a matter of time before the Jedi as whole came to rest on their knees. But why were they now, of all times, suddenly in her mind?
As she finally stepped off the ramp and met the planet below her feet, a small sigh escaped her lips. Clad in black, white in her hair, and a stare that could freeze a Wompa in ice. Indeed, this was Aika Kawakami. The same that once held the idea of turning the Jedi Temples to rubble. There was no such thing as coincidences, that she knew. It was one of the reasons why she always seemed to dislike the Force. It bound things together, weaved it's way through the galaxy, and infulenced events and beings alike. Yet, it was the same living Force that has led her here. The only questions were; where was she, and why was she even here?
Matsu Ike