Hush the Storms
Tap. Tap. Scroll. Tap.
It had been a while, four years. Her last memory faded into the music of the dance on Korriban. Everything had been perfect; it was like a dream - one that the holofilms make epic stories about. Regret came over her as she remembered the one thing she wanted to try and Lucy. The opportunity was there, but she was too scared to even try. A hand touched the bottom of her lip as she wondered again, for the billionth time, what it would have felt like to kiss her.
The comm device remained silent, and old messages were read and reread, trying to find a hint or something that would explain why suddenly silence had fallen between them.
Nothing felt right anymore. Training sucked. Food sucked. Even the bustling city life of Jutrand sucked. The color in the world had faded, and Viers threatened to go with it as well. Her focus was no longer on her studies or training; everything in her mind had become consumed by the thought of the Princess. Where she had gone, why had she stopped talking, and why was Viers so sad? Nothing made sense, and she didn't know who to talk to.
Everyone was on Korriban. Eira had become the apprentice of some Sith Lord, which meant she was no longer roaming the halls of Jutrand Academy. Everyone she knew and with whom she had any semblance of friendship was gone…again.
She didn't care, though; none of them were the Princess.
Tonight was another night of silence, but Viers was fed up. She was going to head to the Commonwealth; she was already on the nearest planet she could get to, which was at the edge of the Blackwall. With everything that was happening, the planets shifting and maps now all wrong, the young monk had to redo everything in her own charts. None of it made sense, and none of her contacts knew anything about it.
They, too, were scrambling.
Viers had been summoned back to the nearest temple, but she refused - stating that her mission was tied, but she needed to be in the field. The Grand Master seemed to have accepted this and let her stay.
Viers stood in line. She was going to take the nearest shuttle to Dosuun. Seoul was the closest planet that she could get to without running into issues. But it seemed her luck had run out, and she was stopped by the Imperial guard at the gate. "Papers?" he held out his hand, asking.
"What?"
"No Papers?"
Viers frowned, looking confused, and shook her head. The guard waved her off and then started helping the person behind him. He wouldn't waste resources on a kid with no idea what was happening.
She looked around, seeing that there were ways to detect her if she was silent and faded into the Force. Instead, she had her trump card. Moving through the crowd again, Viers ducked into the nearest alleyway. She ensured she had everything and slung the staff onto her back with her backpack. Her mind focused, remembering what she could of the massive castle Lucy lived in.
With the picture in mind, Viers clasped her hands and summoned the energy of the Force to course through her, to bleed into the Kybur crystals embedded into the surface of her skin through rituals of her people. She felt herself torn apart as the portal in front of her engulfed her.
Nothing was left in the Seoul station except a few candy bar wrappers that floated from where the Corellian stood.
The pitstop to the Netherworld was quick, meaning she had gotten stronger despite the lack of focused training. Viers stepped through the second portal, which was dimly lit and dark, which indicated that it was evening on Dosuun. Viers, wanting to be quiet, did her best to step through, but unfortunately, fate and the Force had other plans.
The moment she stepped through, Viers realized there was no ground where she had stepped in. It seemed she had opened the portal in the roof of the closet. There was no indicator of whose closet she had accessed, but she would eventually find out as she fell in.
Tumbling into the closet, she hit every shelf, and whatever was stored came down with her. The pile of clothes, books, and other items piled onto her as she lay there, dazed and rather confused by her surroundings and situation.
Slowly sitting up, she groaned and hoped it didn't cause too much commotion.
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