001; action/text

[firstrebel]

[ Action; Genessia City; ]

[ Hera feels, for lack of a better term, detached from everything that's going on around her. It's not really her fault, given all she's been through lately. It might be for the best, though, because at least she's not panicking. No, in general she's feeling mostly numb. So she seemingly takes her arrival, and the infodump provided, in stride, and before she knows it, she's wandering the streets of this strange city that seems to be nowhere near Lothal or any other place she's familiar with in the galaxy.

She's stuck. Grounded. And people are staring at her like - like she's some kind of freak. Have none of them ever seen a Twi'lek before? ]

What are you looking at?

[ Her voice isn't defensive, it's mostly - dull. But there's an underlying hardness, as well. A certain amount of suspicion, like she doesn't trust anyone here.

Eventually, she finds her way to a series of shops and small cafes, and when she gets a whiff of something - baking bread or a pastry of some sort - she makes a nauseated face and turns away from the smell, her brow furrowing a little. There must be somewhere to sit down, right? Maybe she just needs to sit down. ]



[ Text; ]

I need the services of a medical doctor familiar with non-human biology. I'll come to you.

- H. Syndulla



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Comments

[firstrebel]

[ It takes her a moment to put two and two together - to be fair, she hasn't heard that name in a very long time, and she's had a lot of other things to deal with.

But combined with his appearance, it doesn't take her that long to work it out.

She takes a step back, her eyes suddenly wary. ]

That's quite a name.

[generalgrievous]

You may have heard of me.

[He doesn't think it too unusual that a Twi'lek would have heard the name of General Grievous and he can easily surmise that from her reaction.]

Whatever you have heard during your time in our galaxy, it does not have very much relevancy here.

[firstrebel]

I've heard a few things. I don't suppose the name Cham Syndulla rings a bell?

[ She still looks defensive - ready to fight or fleet at a moment's notice, her arms crossed loosely over her chest. ]

[generalgrievous]

Syndulla....

[He says the name aloud, contemplating it.]

Was he one of your leaders?

[He hadn't been directly involved in the Ryloth battles so isn't that familiar with him.]

[firstrebel]

No. It doesn't matter.

[ Because - it doesn't, here, she supposes. If he's not familiar with the name, then perhaps he won't come after her. ]

So what do you do here without droid armies to command?

[generalgrievous]

As I have mentioned, I am a deputy Guardian. I protect the city of Nova and beyond when required.

[firstrebel]

You've been entrusted with the safety of others?

[ There's a look of pretty frank disbelief on Hera's face. ]

[generalgrievous]

And it is work I have been tasked with for the better part of a standard year.

There is no war here. There are some droids but it is no army.

The corruption of the Republic is not here. Therefore it does not need to be dealt with.

[firstrebel]

[ The war isn't here. That's what everyone keeps telling her. She's not sure she believes it, and even if it's true, she has a hard time believing Grievous of all people hasn't found a reason to start one. He was one of the villains of her childhood, so it seems far-fetched. ]

I'll believe it when I see it.

[ Or when someone she can actually trust tells her the same thing, either way. Regardless, she's turning to leave, because she is starting to feel a little overwhelmed, and her stomach is churning again, and she really needs to sit and think some of this through in relative privacy. ]

[generalgrievous]

[He lets her go, knowing she will learn the longer she is here. Much has changed for him since his own arrival, about a year ago. He didn't need to convince her with words right here, right now. Time would tell.]