The soft glow of the morning sunrise coming in from an open window awoke Alda Pax. She opened her eyes and sat up, stretching her arms to the sides and looking out the window to witness the lively pink, orange, and yellow blur before her eyes. Birds flew freely over the horizon and chirped gleefully. This planet has begun to feel like home to her.
"Too bad we're leaving today," she quietly said to herself with a bit of a sigh.
That being said, she got dressed into her usual outfit. A black long sleeved tee-shirt tucked into navy cargo pants. She secured it with a belt and laced up her brown ankle-high boots. She took a look in the mirror and fixed her shoulder length hair, which was t angled around her 4 Dathnomirian horns, and secured it into a messy bun behind her head. On her way to the door she reluctantly grabbed her light saber and put it on her belt, then continued on her way.
As always, she was the first one on the ship to wake up. Out of the three of them, she was definitely the most responsible. Before making herself something to eat, she started a pot of caf in the small kitchen area and then turned on the crew's official Holo to check for any transmissions they might've missed overnight. When she walked back over with a bowl of dry cereal, she tapped the glowing blue screen to read it.
Dear Exploration Corp. Crew 7,
Your presence is requested at the Temple on Corascant in two days standard time.
We will need your full report on the wildlife of planet Gala upon arrival.
You will also be receiving your pathfinder. Details about them will be sent shortly.
Sincerely,
The Jedi High Council
The High Council?! She thought to herself in disbelief as she finished the transmission. They'd gone the last year without a Pathfinder, but were in desperate need of one if they were ever going to do any exciting missions that weren't about collecting simple data and counting.
"That Pathfinder must be some prodigy if they're being sent by the Council," she said aloud as she continued popping cereal into her mouth while refreshing their inbox for the details The Council had mentioned.
"Who's a prodigy?" A disheveled human asked as he entered the kitchen area, still in his pajamas. He had darker skin and his jaw-length curly hair was left a frizzy mess around his head.
"Good morning to you too, Evander," Alda said flatly with an endearing smile.
Evander rolled his eyes and poured himself a cup of caf, spilling some on the counter. He didn't bother to clean it up but instead grabbed the box of cereal and took a seat across from Alda at the table.
"Why are you refreshing our inbox like a mad-woman?" He asked between ravenous bites.
Alda opened her mouth to answer but was interrupted by another transmission.
"Finally!" She exclaimed as she tapped the white box that appeared on the screen.
It was the profile of a girl.
Jolie Peregrine
18 Years old
Pathfinder of Explore Corp. Crew 7
"Let me get this straight," Evander started as he peered over Alda's shoulder,"our Pathfinder, the one in charge of making sure we don't fly into a black hole or get lost and die on some foreign planet, is 18?" He stared at Alda, expecting her to reassure him it was a mistake.
"Apparently," Alda replied frankly as she closed the Holo and continued to eat from her bowl.
Evander grabbed another handful of cereal and just rolled his eyes with annoyance, dropping some on the floor.
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Enigma- A Star Wars FanFic
FanfictionJolie Peregrine: Jedi, mystery, enigma. There are my OC's in the Star Wars Universe.
