Naysheta
Apr 17th, 2006, 01:23:23 PM
Naysheta sighed as she slid into a booth in one of the seats at the Prancing Twi'lek. This was the fourth planet she had been on this month and still there was no sign of her master. Only more clues. It didn't matter how hard or fast she ran, she always seemed to show up just an hour or two too late.
"Stimcafe please. Strong as you got," she said to the robo-waitress that was on its way to collect her order. "And an order of toast if you have any."
"Coming right up Suga'," the robot said in a Feminine Tatooine voice.
Where are you Master Torn? I can't be alone like this in the galaxy. I'm not strong enough, she thought to herself. It had been too long since she had seen the old Kel Dorian Jedi and she was worried.
For as long as she could remember, her Master was the only one in her life. He had raised her from a small child, to the young Jedi she was today. They had always been on the run from the Empire and when she turned fourteen, he had devised a plan as soon as they came to every new planet. They had known that sooner or later they would be found out by the Empire's hounds and had planned accoringly. On the last planet they had been at together, Dantooine, trouble had finally found them. In an effort to save face from the destruction of the Deathstar, the Empire had doubled its efforts to hunt down Jedi and other Force users. Naysheta had been accidentally caught using her powers and the locals were on them soon after. In an effort to create confusion, they seperated, Torn telling Naysheta that he would meet her at the rendevous planet.
When she got to Yavin, she could find no sign of her Master. After much searching and waiting and much debate with herself, she went to every planet she could ever remember them naming as a back up planet and nothing. She finally returned to Yavin, but when she returned she found that Torn had been there. She blamed herself for not being there like she should have been. That was nearly eight months ago.
Naysheta looked out of the window next to her booth and watched as the different people walked by. Most of them were the native Mon Calamari. She had always found them comforting and had finally decided to visit their home planet. When she looked back the waitress was back setting her cup of stim cafe in front of her. Naysheta moved her hands out of the way and smiled. "Thank you."
"No problem. The toast will be out in a minute."
She nodded and picked up her cup with both hands and sipped from it. She made a grimace as she put it back down. "Well it is strong."
"Stimcafe please. Strong as you got," she said to the robo-waitress that was on its way to collect her order. "And an order of toast if you have any."
"Coming right up Suga'," the robot said in a Feminine Tatooine voice.
Where are you Master Torn? I can't be alone like this in the galaxy. I'm not strong enough, she thought to herself. It had been too long since she had seen the old Kel Dorian Jedi and she was worried.
For as long as she could remember, her Master was the only one in her life. He had raised her from a small child, to the young Jedi she was today. They had always been on the run from the Empire and when she turned fourteen, he had devised a plan as soon as they came to every new planet. They had known that sooner or later they would be found out by the Empire's hounds and had planned accoringly. On the last planet they had been at together, Dantooine, trouble had finally found them. In an effort to save face from the destruction of the Deathstar, the Empire had doubled its efforts to hunt down Jedi and other Force users. Naysheta had been accidentally caught using her powers and the locals were on them soon after. In an effort to create confusion, they seperated, Torn telling Naysheta that he would meet her at the rendevous planet.
When she got to Yavin, she could find no sign of her Master. After much searching and waiting and much debate with herself, she went to every planet she could ever remember them naming as a back up planet and nothing. She finally returned to Yavin, but when she returned she found that Torn had been there. She blamed herself for not being there like she should have been. That was nearly eight months ago.
Naysheta looked out of the window next to her booth and watched as the different people walked by. Most of them were the native Mon Calamari. She had always found them comforting and had finally decided to visit their home planet. When she looked back the waitress was back setting her cup of stim cafe in front of her. Naysheta moved her hands out of the way and smiled. "Thank you."
"No problem. The toast will be out in a minute."
She nodded and picked up her cup with both hands and sipped from it. She made a grimace as she put it back down. "Well it is strong."