Sweet One
Jakku had been the biggest place that Liorra had ever visited outside her homeworld of Monastery. The quiet girl followed after
Valery Noble
who had collected her from the enclave there. Then teenager adjusted the pack on her back and followed after the Master Jedi. She was due to meet with
Jax Thio
who was to be her new master, and while her parents had reassured her when she left Monastery that it'd be all okay. She couldn't help but feel nervous, scared, anxious... Liorra steadied her breathing, and did her best not to look over her shoulder. It was just a trip to Coruscant, only one of the most densely populated planets in the entire galaxy. A big place for a small girl from planet where nature had been allowed to flourish. She took another deep breath and exhaled, she wondered what it would be like over there. She wondered what the man who was to be her mentor was like, and if her culture was going to be an issue.
Given the declaration of war on the Enclave, she wondered if she'd get caught up in the storm of it all. Wondered how people might think of her when she wore her armor, even now it felt heavier than it ought to. Absent mindedly her fingers toyed with the quartz necklace around her neck, Monastery was so quiet, Jakku as well when compared to where she'd be going. Liorra needed to get out of her head, she kept her focus on the steps ahead. The pale-faced girl's pack was loaded down tent, stove, tools, canteen, survival kit, poncho, grappling line, she didn't need it where she was going but wanted to keep it with her. At sixteen the heavy pack was a comfort, she was used to hauling it around, bright amber eyes softened with thought, as she looked up toward the Jedi Master who towered over Liorra. Of all the genetics she wanted, she wanted her mother Shia's height. It was the one thing she didn't get, she got the glittering amber eyes , pale skin and the muscle density thanks in part to the Rattataki heritage.
![Valery Noble](/data/avatars/s/22/22999.jpg?1735669247)
![Jax Thio](/data/avatars/s/21/21214.jpg?1666112476)
Given the declaration of war on the Enclave, she wondered if she'd get caught up in the storm of it all. Wondered how people might think of her when she wore her armor, even now it felt heavier than it ought to. Absent mindedly her fingers toyed with the quartz necklace around her neck, Monastery was so quiet, Jakku as well when compared to where she'd be going. Liorra needed to get out of her head, she kept her focus on the steps ahead. The pale-faced girl's pack was loaded down tent, stove, tools, canteen, survival kit, poncho, grappling line, she didn't need it where she was going but wanted to keep it with her. At sixteen the heavy pack was a comfort, she was used to hauling it around, bright amber eyes softened with thought, as she looked up toward the Jedi Master who towered over Liorra. Of all the genetics she wanted, she wanted her mother Shia's height. It was the one thing she didn't get, she got the glittering amber eyes , pale skin and the muscle density thanks in part to the Rattataki heritage.