001 { Siri's arrival
Aug. 14th, 2014 10:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
responsibleformyownrisks[Action: locked to House 46, early evening]
[“Don’t worry so much.”...
One minute Siri was on Azure, dying, DEAD, and the next she... wasn't. She should be. But she wasn't. She was lying on the ground in a forest, of all places. Not a large one, there was a building close by - she could sense its inhabitants, although she didn't pay them any mind at the moment, too lost in the shock of arrival. Of dying. Drawing a sharp, desperate breath (not panicking; Jedi didn't panic. Not even dead ones), she faltered in rising to her feet. The sharp throb of pain in her shoulders; different from what she had been feeling not a moment ago, had her twisting around in an attempt to pinpoint the cause.
All she could do was STARE.]
KRIFF.
[Wings. She had wings. And they were blue. Force, now she knew she couldn't be dead. Unless becoming one with the Force was far stranger from what she'd been told... Not that that HELPED matters any. Or made her any less uneasy.
Or changed the simple fact that she SHOULD be dead. She exhaled unsteadily and forced herself to her feet, her wings flaring and ruffling in mirror to her emotions. Confusion, and the panic she was denying. First things first. She needed to find out where she was, what had happened. Then she could deal with... everything else. ]
[“Don’t worry so much.”...
One minute Siri was on Azure, dying, DEAD, and the next she... wasn't. She should be. But she wasn't. She was lying on the ground in a forest, of all places. Not a large one, there was a building close by - she could sense its inhabitants, although she didn't pay them any mind at the moment, too lost in the shock of arrival. Of dying. Drawing a sharp, desperate breath (not panicking; Jedi didn't panic. Not even dead ones), she faltered in rising to her feet. The sharp throb of pain in her shoulders; different from what she had been feeling not a moment ago, had her twisting around in an attempt to pinpoint the cause.
All she could do was STARE.]
KRIFF.
[Wings. She had wings. And they were blue. Force, now she knew she couldn't be dead. Unless becoming one with the Force was far stranger from what she'd been told... Not that that HELPED matters any. Or made her any less uneasy.
Or changed the simple fact that she SHOULD be dead. She exhaled unsteadily and forced herself to her feet, her wings flaring and ruffling in mirror to her emotions. Confusion, and the panic she was denying. First things first. She needed to find out where she was, what had happened. Then she could deal with... everything else. ]
[Action]
Date: 2014-09-05 11:55 pm (UTC)How many of us are there?
Re: [Action]
Date: 2014-09-06 04:00 am (UTC)You make the eighth. Unless ypu count Luke's R2 unit, in which count you'd be the nineth.
[Action]
Date: 2014-09-10 07:54 am (UTC)How long have you been here?
[It’s not as though she has anywhere to go back to. But she’s curious how long everyone else has been there.]
[Action]
Date: 2014-09-12 10:09 pm (UTC)This is my second time being here, but I've stayed for over a month this time. It can be common for some to come and go often while others stay for years.
I've spoken to a young man who has been here for five years. He was fifteen when he first arrived.
[Action]
Date: 2014-09-19 09:34 am (UTC)Your first time here wasn’t that long?
[Action]
Date: 2014-09-20 04:06 pm (UTC)No, it was for a few weeks, nearly a year ago. Just enough for me to find out what this place is but not long enough to really learn anything. This time I've been here for nearly twice the length of my original visit.
[Action]
Date: 2014-09-23 07:47 am (UTC)[It's probably better with family, Siri supposes. Not that she has any experience with such a thing, but Force knows that the thought of a familiar face or two isn't a BAD one. Certainly not now..]