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. . .27ʙʙʏ, Tʜᴇ Fᴇʟᴜᴄɪᴀ Sʏsᴛᴇᴍ
FELUCIA IS A COLOURFUL, humid jungle planet located in the Thanium sector of the galaxy's Outer Rim Territories. Its primary agricultural export is the valuable crop nysillin, which is largely farmed by the native Felucian tribes. I have been on Felucia for weeks, collecting supplies in order for the healers to create medicine. These supplies are necessary to help with the volutillied outbreak on Yavin 8.
It was taking more time than I originally thought, but the Fulcians have promised that it shouldn't take too much more time.
A harsh breeze knocks my worries out of my mind and so I tug my coat on before turning away from the setting sun. "Betty, connect me to the Jedi Council. FORTFTAkira to CIRTCWCoruscant." I instruct my BD-8 droid nicely.
The deal, in order for me to go alone, was to check after twenty-nine rotations with the Jedi Council. BeeDee-Eight whistles in delight before allowing my codes to transmit and reach out to Coruscant. There is a little glitch of delay but soon multiple holograms of the Council appear all around me.
