001 { Siri's arrival

[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. ]

Comments

[Action]

[responsibleformyownrisks]

[Siri does as 'requested', with a muttered, irritable “Oh for star's sake.” And the blaster pointing in her direction makes her more uneasy than she likes. Even if it makes a sick sort of logical sense considering the contributing factors to her death.

The mention of the Sith doesn't help at all, and she tenses, because she remembers Korriban all too kriffing clearly. What happened after her death? Her irritation makes her more impatient than she should be. It never had been one of her strong suits.]

Not really surprising. The Jedi don't talk much about their dead.

Re: [Action]

[borntorebel]

[Leia is slightly conflicted-a state she generally detests. If this woman was telling the truth about being a Jedi, she'd be the second female Jedi she's met since coming back to Luceti. But...where was the proof?]

Then I suppose you'll understand when I say I'm not ready yo believe you.

[Action]

[responsibleformyownrisks]

I'd offer my lightsaber as evidence but I don't appear to have it at the moment.

[Action]

[borntorebel]

[Leia can see that they've reached a ridiculous impasse. Mostly of her own doing. But being slightly paranoid has server her well so far.

She huffs an irritated sigh under her breath before speaking again.]

I will lower my weapon if you can give your word that you mean no harm. This place makes us allies by its very nature and since you're wearing that stupid newcomer dress, I might be able to explain what I know while we find your belongings.

[Action]

[responsibleformyownrisks]

[Her answer is immediate.]

I swear that I mean no no harm. You have my word.

[Action]

[borntorebel]

[Leia sighs and drops her blaster to her side. She's not absolutely sure she can fully trust this woman, but what she said before is true. They've been forced to be allies, no matter who or what they were back home.]

Well, Siri Tachi, there should be a journal either somewhere around here with your name on it, or we'll find it in the village. This is... Luceti. Our new home.

[It's obvious that Leia finds the concept of this being home as not exactly pleasant.]

I'm sure you have questions. If you want to ask them, I'll answer as many as I can.

[Action]

[responsibleformyownrisks]

[She huffs an unamused laugh at the word 'home'. She might be dead, but this isn't home.]

Luceti. So it has a name.

[She has a lot of questions; but they're all tangled up together in her head with the jagged memory of her death. She decides to start with what she hopes is a simple question.]

What is Luceti like? If I'm going to be stuck here, I'd like to know more about the place.

Re: [Action]

[borntorebel]

[It's got her brother, some of her dead parents, and Han. It's a horrible parody, but it's home.]

Luceti is...hard to explain. There are many people from our galaxy here. Perhaps you might know some, but we are not the only ones here. People from other worlds and realities are stuck here with us.

[She gestures towards her wings that match the greenery around them.]

Take care not to injure your wings. They are directly tied to your life force and you can become very ill or die, depending on the damage done. Death here isn't permanent, most of the time, but there are consequences all the same.

[There's more but she'll let that sink in first.]

[Action]

[responsibleformyownrisks]

[It’s likely that, later, once the shock of everything has worn off and she’s started dealing with… everything, that she might begin to feel similarly. Familiar faces, and people from their galaxy… will help a great deal. But right now the shock of death and arrival has pushed that aside.]

Is there any reason for it?

[She exhales unsteadily, giving her own dual-toned wings a frown.]

I’m not in any hurry to go through that again.

[Kriff, she isn’t in any hurry.]

[Action]

[borntorebel]

The best theory is that when this world goes through "shifts", time and space bend. When that happens, it grabs people from their worlds and deposits them here, unconscious. As for why we are given wings, I've yet to discover that answer.

[She feels a brief flash of sympathy for this woman. Coming to Luceti was hard enough for tge living. She can't imagine winding up hete when you thought you were dead.]

I'll escort you into town. And then, if you'd like, I can take you to house 46, where those from our galaxy all live.

[Action]

[responsibleformyownrisks]

[Well, it was something. As much an explanation as she could expect, given the circumstance. She gives the other woman a nod and a small, crooked smile.]

How many of us are there?

Re: [Action]

[borntorebel]

[Leia does a quick count in her head to answer Siri. Han, Luke, Anakin, Padmé, Obi-Wan, herself, and Ahsoka.]

You make the eighth. Unless ypu count Luke's R2 unit, in which count you'd be the nineth.

[Action]

[responsibleformyownrisks]

[That’s... an unexpected number. More than she could have ever thought to find, here. Familiar, or not... they shared a galaxy.]

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]

[borntorebel]

[It's definitely not a small number, but it feels a little...nice to have so many semi-familiar faces around the enclosure.]

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]

[responsibleformyownrisks]

[Eight. Eight people from their galaxy. It’s... oddly reassuring. Even if she doesn’t know any of them. Although she (hopes) thinks... suspects she knows at least one. Or two.]

Your first time here wasn’t that long?

[Action]

[borntorebel]

[Leia is lucky in the fact that she's related to three of those people, married to another, and knows of two others. It's only this woman she doesn't know anything about.]

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]

[responsibleformyownrisks]

I’m not sure whether that’s good, or bad.

[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..]