Anya Kalos
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On a street by a spaceport on Nar Shaddaa stood a girl. This wasn't unusual; many waifs and strays came to linger around the ports for one reason or another. Sometimes they simply begged for credits, sometimes they stole from unsuspecting passengers - sometimes their purpose was even more sinister than that. This girl, however, was not the usual urchin. She was a slim, pale young girl, with large, innocent eyes that had clearly not seen the depths of depravity so easily and readily available on Nar Shaddaa. More than one passerby, whilst not trusting enough to stop, had wondered what such a fragile thing was doing on a world as rough as this one.
Anya had, upon release from her captors, followed the soldier's advice and found the nearest spaceport. The sight of so many metal birds - ships, she now knew - landing and taking off had been overwhelming. She had stood, mouth agape, for over an hour in the spaceport, just watching. Her mind was opening to possibilities she had never previously considered. Despite her burning desire to get home and pretend the past - day? few days? weeks? - had never happened, a new desire was kindling in her soul: the desire to learn as much as possible about the galaxy she never knew existed.
Too conflicted to make a decision straight away, Anya had opted with leaving it in the hands of fate. She had parted with some credits - far too many, had she been aware of basic things such as trading - for some raw materials, and now she stood by the spaceport peering over the large sign she held.
Again, the voice in her mind asked, Do you truly want to go back?
"I don't know," Anya said aloud, startling a passing alien into tossing a credchip her way and walking briskly on. I don't know. Home had always been the mountains, safe and serene - but the safety had gone the moment the tribe had been separated by the slavers, and serenity could only be a dream now that she knew. Knowledge was a heavy burden; Anya didn't know if she was strong enough to carry it back home to the others. The trip had already changed her. She was no longer the Arbiter: she was just another lost, lonely child looking for a place to simply be.
Anya had, upon release from her captors, followed the soldier's advice and found the nearest spaceport. The sight of so many metal birds - ships, she now knew - landing and taking off had been overwhelming. She had stood, mouth agape, for over an hour in the spaceport, just watching. Her mind was opening to possibilities she had never previously considered. Despite her burning desire to get home and pretend the past - day? few days? weeks? - had never happened, a new desire was kindling in her soul: the desire to learn as much as possible about the galaxy she never knew existed.
Too conflicted to make a decision straight away, Anya had opted with leaving it in the hands of fate. She had parted with some credits - far too many, had she been aware of basic things such as trading - for some raw materials, and now she stood by the spaceport peering over the large sign she held.
HELP
ME GET
HOME
So far no one had stopped, although more than one passenger - human and alien alike - had tossed some credits her way. These she had scooped up, learning quickly that with enough of these, anything was possible in this universe. On a world where even human lives had a price, she didn't doubt her ability to barter a passage to anywhere else. Varonat was far away, yes, but basic greed was limitless.Again, the voice in her mind asked, Do you truly want to go back?
"I don't know," Anya said aloud, startling a passing alien into tossing a credchip her way and walking briskly on. I don't know. Home had always been the mountains, safe and serene - but the safety had gone the moment the tribe had been separated by the slavers, and serenity could only be a dream now that she knew. Knowledge was a heavy burden; Anya didn't know if she was strong enough to carry it back home to the others. The trip had already changed her. She was no longer the Arbiter: she was just another lost, lonely child looking for a place to simply be.