Silver Guardian
Looking at our own hearts. He found himself listening to Nima more closely. She was the Jedi Master that people needed, at least Kei thought so. In every way that mattered, that was his first impression of Nima Tann today. It was having an effect on the nervous twi’lek ahead of them, she was sitting less fidgety.
“You’re not wrong, not one bit. You need your heart and your head.” The Epicanthx grinned broadly to Nima, and looked to the girl, “but you need your own heart and head to be right before you can help them.” It was a hard truth about life, that unless your life was in a stable place, it was much harder to provide that stability for anyone else, and a young girl trying to do that, before she’d even found her own place in life was never going to be good for her, or the people around her.
Kei appealed to the girl and the mother both, making some headway with each, but this was a hard issue, with more than just their dynamic to look at, in the girl’s mind. “I..if I go, nobody wi…will own the land.” She stuttered and stumbled, heartbreakingly so. The older woman just gave them all significant stares, “she has responsibilities here, it cannot be helped.”
“Doesn’t everyone want this land?” Kei turned to Nima, more sure of himself in his expression. “Well, why not give it to everyone, let them work it out, you’re what? 14, 12. You need to be exploring life, finding out about it.”
“Thirteen.” The girl chewed her lip, even the tribal elder seemed affected by that line of thought… did Nima know her, was that age significant? The herbs were also making him drift off a bit, was that intentional, he blinked shrugging it off.
“She has responsibilities here," the elder said more sharply, stoking the smoking container with more herbs.
“You’re not wrong, not one bit. You need your heart and your head.” The Epicanthx grinned broadly to Nima, and looked to the girl, “but you need your own heart and head to be right before you can help them.” It was a hard truth about life, that unless your life was in a stable place, it was much harder to provide that stability for anyone else, and a young girl trying to do that, before she’d even found her own place in life was never going to be good for her, or the people around her.
Kei appealed to the girl and the mother both, making some headway with each, but this was a hard issue, with more than just their dynamic to look at, in the girl’s mind. “I..if I go, nobody wi…will own the land.” She stuttered and stumbled, heartbreakingly so. The older woman just gave them all significant stares, “she has responsibilities here, it cannot be helped.”
“Doesn’t everyone want this land?” Kei turned to Nima, more sure of himself in his expression. “Well, why not give it to everyone, let them work it out, you’re what? 14, 12. You need to be exploring life, finding out about it.”
“Thirteen.” The girl chewed her lip, even the tribal elder seemed affected by that line of thought… did Nima know her, was that age significant? The herbs were also making him drift off a bit, was that intentional, he blinked shrugging it off.
“She has responsibilities here," the elder said more sharply, stoking the smoking container with more herbs.
That’s okay Nima always as you feel the muse or have the time. Can always wait for a Nima post.
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