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1900 Hours
Shili
Over three weeks. It had been over three weeks since Asheek first felt horrendously compelled to return to Shili. She had not known for what, but the sense of her gut weighing her down had grown too much for her to ignore. Requesting for some of her trusted friends to join her, she embarked off the way she had first left. Public transport. A Togrutan returning to Shili through transport ships was not uncommon, and would be glanced over by any suspicious eyes.Shili
The hard, stone like feeling in her gut did not cease as she first stepped off that shuttle. If anything, when her bare feet touched the grassy ground, it increased, all but immobilizing her. Her face felt sour, and she felt as if she wanted to leave once more, without finding the source of her invisible anguish. Walking past many of the street vendors, and renting a taxi, she begun her journey to the outskirts of the larger populations.
It took quite a few hours, but by using series of traveling systems, Asheek stood at the edge of a smaller town. Tall red and white grass stood in front of her, the last pathway between her and the place of her birth, and the tribe she had left. It felt like a lifetime ago, even though it had only been a number of years. Taking a deep breath, Asheek began moving into the grass, a path she had memorized when she had first begun to stray from her tribal lifestyle.
Despite everything she told herself, she was not convinced that she was ready for whatever pulled her there.