Hera Syndulla (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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genessia2018-03-29 08:15 pm
firstrebel) wrote in genessia2018-03-29 08:15 pm
Entry tags:
001; action/text
[ 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
[ ooc note: please see my ooc intro and Hera's permissions post for more info and opt-out stuff if necessary. ]
[ 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
[ ooc note: please see my ooc intro and Hera's permissions post for more info and opt-out stuff if necessary. ]
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[He sighed]
Besides wanting to get back to my family, I can't even do much flying, and it's makin' me crazy.
[He sighs]
And I thought gettin' dragged into the Rebellion even though I kept sayin' I wanted to do my job and get out of there was irritating...
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You're in the Rebellion?
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Let's just say the princess has a way with persuasion. So did the skinny farm kid who paid me for a ride.
Thing is, this place keeps pulling people from different times. Sounds like you're from before me. It pulled me from after we won.
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We - definitely still had a lot of work to do, when I left. But we'd made a start. We liberated Lothal from the Empire.
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We dealt with the Death Star and...well, the second Death Star...seemed like a suicide run, really. Me, the princess, and a skinny farm kid who was pretty much the galaxy's only Jedi at the time. But somehow, we got through workin' with the rebel fleet.
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It sounds like you made a difference. That's all any of us can ask for, I think.
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I never used to care much one way or the other, but lookin' back, I think we did...that probably goes for everyone who was fighting.
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