spectre
The past few days had been a blur and it was only by some miracle that she found herself where she was, owing her life to a benevolent individual from a village that the Empire had formerly invaded, whose name she did not know and language she didn't speak. It was not an action that she claimed to understand but nor would she criticise it. After all, her life had depended on it.
With nowhere else to turn, she could think of only one place where the people were self-righteous enough to potentially offer any assistance and she knew that even if any of her past wrongdoings were discovered, the retaliation would be nothing compared to what the Imperials would do, which was how she found herself at the Jedi Temple on Coruscant in a turn of events that would have almost been comical had it not been for the circumstances.
Formerly being a Stormtrooper, she had the advantage of a degree of anonymity outside of the former Empire, though it was not absolute which was why she came to the heart of the Alliance, hoping to hide while she figured out her next move, using the pretence of the only person she knew - or so she thought.
Slowly, on account of her injuries at the hand of whom she had thought to be her ally, she made her way towards the entrance but the impressiveness of the structure was lost on her. She was not fond of the Jedi, nor admired them. Until recently, they had been at the end of the barrel of a blaster on the battlefield. It seemed surreal now, like a lifetime ago.
"Do you know where I could find a Jedi about this tall-" She gestured to a height "-with dark hair and a self-righteous attitude?" She asked a guard near the entrance. "I know that could be a number of people but this one is particularly irritating."
