Nova's a seer, and an assassin, who's been sent to the future to kill Ben Solo. A one way trip, orchestrated by "The League of Assassins". Jumping to the future caused a "Butterfly Effect". Supreme leader Snoke never existed, Darth Vader is the lead...
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HER:
I'm following the footprints that leads away from the compound, when I sense it... her. It can't be! Immediately I stop my pursuit of the male, that i'd picked up on and head into the compound. The closer that I get to her, my pace picks up, and i'm almost at a jog when I reach the room. She's unconscious, and her breathing's steady. Attractive in a simplistic way, I make my observation from the doorway, as her eyes begin to flutter rapidly. I'm no healer, but I know that this can't be good. I have her in my arms and out of the room, when her eyes have opened. "Ben..." I don't know who she is, of how she knows me, but I do know that i'm supposed to kill her.
She's the faceless woman in my dreams, the one who i've always known was there, but could never see. HER. I'm entering the room where the healer's monitoring her progress, when she tumbles from the bed. Catching her, I feel it... the attraction. Releasing her, I put some distance between us. Stamping down my need to touch her, I give her the note that was left in her jacket pocket. I want to know who the man was that was with her, the one who's in love with her. He's like her, one of the assassins from the league. The admission that she knows me as "The Jedi Killer", causes me to feel ashamed, and reawakens memories that I'd put to rest.
Leaving her to her own devices, I go in search of the man who was with her, before I found her. The daily task of searching nearby villages and towns is tedious, and yield no rewarding results. The highlight of my days are when I am able to catch a glimpse of her when I return. I've been keeping my distance, waiting for her to make a move. I know who she is and what she's here to do, but I can't bring myself to kill her.
Scanning the refectory, i'm hoping to see her, but once again i've seemed to have missed her. It's dusk, the time when the evening meal is served, so I can't be late. Her sparring partner eases by my post at the door. "Have you seen her today?" His eyes are round as saucers, as he stammers out a reply. "I... I um... I..." Releasing an aggravated huff, I quickly read him. Darth Vader will be happy to know that the selection process for resistance fighters has been degraded. To his relief, I leave him without further questioning. I may not be able to read her, but I can pickup on her energy. Going to all her known places, her energy leads me towards a small grove, not far from the compound. The sound of a splash captures my attention, and I follow the sound to a lake.
Watching her i'm hidden by the trees, as she treads the water. Going under, she resurfaces a ways from her previous spot. Looking up at the sky, she sniffs the air, and then quickly makes her way to land. Coming out of the water, she wears a dark colored, decorated breast covering. Her midriff showing, the thinly veiled cloth skirt covering her lower regions, rides low on her hips. She's stunning, and an audible gasp escapes me. "Hello?" She inquires, gathering her clothing on the bank to her. I don't want to appear the degenerate, so I step into her view. "Were you watching me?" She accuses, still clutching her clothing.
"Yes, I was." My honesty confounds her. She opens her mouth to say something, and then quickly closes it. "It's getting dark, i'll walk you back." I say, turning my back to her, so that she can reclothe. I can hear her scrambling to get dressed, and I have to smile to myself. I've seen my fill, so there's no need for her to make an attempt at modesty. She's quiet the short walk back, and I'm unsure of what I should say, or if I should say something. I don't want her to think ill of me. "I wasn't following you, or spying upon you."
