Isola Rin
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Chalacta
Loa chewed on her rations slowly as she looked out across the mountainous landscape, her thoughts clearly as she felt her body release the tension of her journey that she had been holding inside. She used not to like the solitude, growing up on Coruscant left her yearning for that contact with others, however, ever since Silas had moved the orphanage to Andara, there was something peaceful about it. There was obviously the quiet, but she also felt as though she could just take up as much space as she wanted while she was here. Her senses could stretch for miles uninterrupted as she could feel from the rocky mountain peeks to the damp leaves, wet with melted snow.
Though there was something else she was learning from this solitude: not as much as to how to appreciate it, but learning how to accept what aloneness felt like, and what it meant to truly be at ease of who she was. Which of course, Loa still struggled with some of these concepts, her teenage brain refused to accept some ideas, but in time, her mentors and the Chalactan adepts believed she would find her place. It however, may not forever remain on Chalacta as Loa still held her aspirations to becoming a Jedi Knight, to travel the galaxy and help others and use the Force to protect people from the bad guys who looked to use them for their malicious desires. Loa's mind slightly drifted and soon she found herself daydreaming about holding her own lightsaber and the fights she would have against the dark siders who wielded the red sabers.
The daydreaming has brought her some problems as she would lose focus during her meditations and was quickly reminded with a snap of a switch to arm to bring her back to reality. Regardless, she was learning and determined, and Loa had to believe that would count for something good.
Finishing her food, she brushed her hands together, cleaning them of crumbs before standing up and stretching. There was a remote village in the mountains she was sent to aide, illness had struck the children with rashes and fevers and Loa was quick to volunteer to check things out and report back. She used her staff to aide her in the hike along the steep and rocky path of the mountain, eventually realizing, she may have to climb some of the way. The dark haired girl adjusted the staff to her back, looking to see where the best place to start would be before deciding for certain her path. Reaching up, she grabbed onto a ledge and hoisted herself up, carefully finding her footing before looking for the next sturdy niche to pull her up a few more inches.
Some loose rocks dribbled beside her as she continued, slow, but steady, until there was a sudden unease and the rocks beneath her feet gave, causing the girl to fall and landing awkwardly with the distinct sound of a cracked bone. It Loa a moment to realize what had just happened, she panted, trying to catch her breath in the thin mountain air. The ground was cold, uncomfortable as she laid on jagged rocks and then the pain came; she rolled over to her side, and then to her stomach, her hands, slipping over the rough rocks and ground as she looked for some control. Loa pushed herself up to look at the damage, her ankle was twisted unnaturally.
Loa closed her eyes and felt despair, but pushed it away quickly as she fought through the pain, trying to regain her focus and use the Force to ease it. The pain was great, she would have to reset her ankle too, but didn't have any clue on how to do it without touch it. Loa laid back down, carefully and sighed, trying to focus long enough to make a sound plan.
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