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Akira paced the training room the Harrowing nervously. She bit her lip and looked around, wide-eyed. Her hands rested on her belly. She felt sick to her stomach with fear. "Something is wrong," she said to the empty room, almost on the verge of tears. "Something is very, very wrong." An overwhelming darkness pressed on her mind. It was so strong that it was making her feel physically ill. Or perhaps she was physically ill. That was certainly a common enough occurrence.
Akira wanted to go home. Where was home now? The Ven had been her family, her village, her people. But home wasn't on Shili anymore. Hadn't been for months. Home was with Elliot. Akira wished that they would let her see him, or even tell her where he was stationed, or when the last time he had made contact was and whether or not he was okay. All they told her was that he was training, much like her.
The Togruta finally sat down and crossed her legs. Perhaps someone would be there soon, and her lesson could begin. She wanted to learn how to control her visions of impending doom and her nightmares. She wanted to put a stop to them
Akira wanted to go home. Where was home now? The Ven had been her family, her village, her people. But home wasn't on Shili anymore. Hadn't been for months. Home was with Elliot. Akira wished that they would let her see him, or even tell her where he was stationed, or when the last time he had made contact was and whether or not he was okay. All they told her was that he was training, much like her.
The Togruta finally sat down and crossed her legs. Perhaps someone would be there soon, and her lesson could begin. She wanted to learn how to control her visions of impending doom and her nightmares. She wanted to put a stop to them