Archive Bird
Echo had only just begun acclimating herself to life on Naboo and she was already inundated with things to do. The Order of Shiraya really had been in need of archivists and record-keepers, which had in turn filled her scheduled with plenty to attend to. It was strange being in this new place. No familiar faces, which wasn't the worst thing ever. Echo had never been the best socializer in the galaxy. Perhaps it was that lack of familiarity that made it easier to be sucked into research.
And were there things to research.
The Ogemite Jedi wasn't far from the capital of Theed, finding herself perched atop a hill that rather naturally avoided the poor building conditions of the swamp around it. There she stood amongst the remains of an ancient structure, not much mind you. The floor had some fragments of tile, typical of Old Republic Nubian architecture, and there were postholes where the foundation of the structure had once stood. Likely whatever material had given the home a frame was salvaged long ago, leaving only the shadow of the house that once stood. A thick layer of grass had set in, filling the postholes and splitting what tile remained. It was like standing within a ghost. It made sense why they had built here, but the who remained a mystery. As did the when. It could have been two thousand years ago... seven thousand... maybe longer.
Yet there was still something thrilling about that prospect, even if Echo's face never displayed such emotions.
So, being the diligent record-keeper that she was, the young woman set down her satchel and began to dig through it for her notepad, upon which she would sketch the outline of the feature...
For a moment her hand grazed a locket. Echo hesitated, giving it a look over with her cold blue gaze...
Then drew her notepad from within and moved on, perching herself on a lone rock which lie just off the northern posthole of the home.
