Nora Grazioso
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Saleucami
You're getting daring Nora... the Knight thought to herself as she stepped off the shuttle into the quiet space port on Saleucami along with several other Spacers. Many of them stayed on the platform as they waited for the next shuttle to arrive, taking them to the odd-end points of the galaxy. However, Nora would make her way into the space port; it was small, quaint, many Ma & Pop Shops and run down bars mainly there to service travelers. Their drinks and food overpriced to make ends meet during slower seasons. The ground was soft, and the Knight attributed it to the the port itself lying on top of a flood plain, nestled in the bottom of a rocky canyon.
Through the port's center ran a small river, but with any heavy rainstorm here or up North, this place could easily flood. The girl's green eyes glanced at the building's walls, noting the various water lines that scarred it. Though compared to most ports she had visit, this one seemed to be the most clean, though it wasn't to say all the garbage and waste was frequently washed down stream by floods. The streets themselves were not paved and the Knight found herself sinking slightly with each step into the sandy soil. Nora would admit to herself that she liked it, as the landscaped reminded her of the floodplains back on her homeworld.
As much as she wanted to reminisce about her home growing up, her pounding heart kept her mind on other things. This was the furthest she had ventured from Ossus since Devaron as she worked to get closer to Nar Shaddaa. It would be a lie to say she wasn't scared, her face was branded with JEDI and the cowl and hood could only protect so much until some misfortune would occur and it would have to be removed.
The girl did her best to not focus on that though, she would deal with it when it happened. However, she would prefer if she didn't have to walk around with it. Breathing through the fabric was stifling and it made her sweat quicker, nor did it help her own nerves and pounding heart as she looked for some place just to breath. Inside the port was not optional, so she made her way to the outer edges, out of the port, away from the people before panic would set in.
Her steps were swift as she weaved between buildings, following the river upstream, keeping out of sight from natives or travelers. Nora felt some relief as the beings and the buildings became more scarce until she was surrounded by the tall flowering trees and large bulbous plants. Feeling it was safe, she swiftly pulled down her cowl and gasped for a fresh breath of air.
The Knight kept her eyes closed as her senses reached out, feeling for anyone or anything that would be near enough to cause her trouble. Nora inhaled again through her nose and opened her eyes as she breathed out, calming her nerves. Her mind scolded her for daring to go this far, but Nora couldn't stay on Ossus forever. She had found over the last several weeks that many Jedi were counting on her, for what, she wasn't entirely sure, she wasn't understanding it, but felt she needed to be ready for when the answer came. A part of her just wanted to be left alone, but that time had gone and left; everyone in the Order knew who she was. Nora wasn't sure how she felt about that.
The Jedi leaned against the base of one of the flowering tree trunks and closed her eyes once more, still feeling as her mind started to calm itself. She wasn't sure what would happened she reached Nar Shaddaa. There were so many memories there, and they weren't necessary good ones, though for a trashy world, it made sense, since personally never found anything useful in the trash. Her thoughts started to snowball leading from Councilor Winters, who wasn't so lost any longer, Jon, and Kal. Nora kicked herself mentally as she started to think about Kal, from the mission to the trial, to Canto and then finally Devaron.
Nora felt her palm fall to her torso, resting gently over where he shot her first, the memory of the pain returned as the incident replayed in her head. All those shots were meant to kill her, and as much as she wanted to say she had moved on from it, it still angered and pained the girl emotionally. The Knight breathed deeply calming herself, letting in the light and feeling its healing warmth.
She reached deeply into the Force, "Kal..." she spoke softly, but she echoed loudly through the waves of the Force.
@Phoenix