Katarine Ryiah was sitting on a metal table in the medical examining room of the Silver Temple. Some type of droid she had never seen before was scanning her.
She glanced sideways at a wall long mirror. On the other side of said mirror was an observation window and a small room where a healer and another member of the Order were discussing Kat's appearance at their facility.
"Is she sick?"
"No. all of the scans indicate that she is completely healthy."
"I meant in the head doc."
"No. She passed all of her mental health exams. As far as I can tell she's completely sane."
"Then why is she claiming she's from an alternative dimension 800 years in the past?"
"Well there have been cases. Strange things happening because of the Netherworld."
"Come on doc. Really? A random stranger shows up on our door and claims she's a Jedi from 800 years ago and we are supposed to believe that?"
The doctor turned and pulled out a long cylinder from a drawer. "I was skeptical too. But she handed this over willingly."
"What is it?"
"A lightsaber. A very advanced top of the line lightsaber technology.... at least it was 800 years ago."
There was a moments pause and the second man scratched his chin. Finally he shook his head.
"That could be a family artifact. We don't know anything about her."
"Well we know her blood doesn't have any antibodies for the Gulag Virus. That's how the galaxy was able to rebuild. We build up antibodies over generations. She has none, meaning she was never around when the virus struck, nor were any of her ancestors."
The man shook his head again and sighed. "I'll call Master [member="Jyoti Nooran"]. This is too confusing for just us to handle."
She glanced sideways at a wall long mirror. On the other side of said mirror was an observation window and a small room where a healer and another member of the Order were discussing Kat's appearance at their facility.
"Is she sick?"
"No. all of the scans indicate that she is completely healthy."
"I meant in the head doc."
"No. She passed all of her mental health exams. As far as I can tell she's completely sane."
"Then why is she claiming she's from an alternative dimension 800 years in the past?"
"Well there have been cases. Strange things happening because of the Netherworld."
"Come on doc. Really? A random stranger shows up on our door and claims she's a Jedi from 800 years ago and we are supposed to believe that?"
The doctor turned and pulled out a long cylinder from a drawer. "I was skeptical too. But she handed this over willingly."
"What is it?"
"A lightsaber. A very advanced top of the line lightsaber technology.... at least it was 800 years ago."
There was a moments pause and the second man scratched his chin. Finally he shook his head.
"That could be a family artifact. We don't know anything about her."
"Well we know her blood doesn't have any antibodies for the Gulag Virus. That's how the galaxy was able to rebuild. We build up antibodies over generations. She has none, meaning she was never around when the virus struck, nor were any of her ancestors."
The man shook his head again and sighed. "I'll call Master [member="Jyoti Nooran"]. This is too confusing for just us to handle."