"What is it that you want the most?"
in which a former jedi falls in love with a clone captain and is confronted with her past, while trying to find out who she really is.
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"I have a bad feeling about this.."
"And I don't see how that's a pa...
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IT'S BEEN A YEAR since the young woman left the Jedi Order and the offer from that random man in the bar. She became a bounty hunter: not a criminal bounty hunter, at lest she avoided the illegal things as good as she could, cough. And to be honest: she liked that.
She never left Coruscant to live anywhere else, if course she had to stay a few days in another homeshed than her own one but she was used to it, her work sometimes led her to leave into the Mid-Rim, or far away from the Outer Rim.
Keira was, nearly, te entire time in the lower levels on the republician Capital and had met a few interesting people. Rarely, at night, she met Sinker, the white, bleached haired clone Seargant, with whom she became good friends with.
But somehow, one day, it was a monday so no surprise though, she had a very bad feeling in her guts that she would see her favourite Trooper sooner than planned-.
The young woman stroked around on the streets of the lower levels as she felt someone watching her, cautiosly, she closed her eyes while walking, the cloak she got used to wear, hiding her face entirely so no one could recognize her.
A flash of search rushed from her mind into her feet: her nerves were on the edge but she still seemed calm. Keira felt the force flow through her body, touching her vanes from her head beneath the ground under her: a known presence made itself clear.
The former Padawan pressed her lips together as she turned sharp to her right, into a dark alley, still feeling the heavy known footsteps behind her following. Scoffing dismissively, she rounded another corner, before jumping onto the small building to the left of her, her head looking in silly curiousity over the edge.
Keira saw her stalker groan in annoyance and curse. Somehow, she felt bad for hiding but she knew she had to, otherwise the bad feeling in her gut wouldn't stop. The young woman hated seeing the people she once saw every day beneath her, walk past her unbeknownst to them that she was right there. She felt, left out..
I mean, what else did she expect? She was the one who had chosen to leave the Order, that she simply wouldn't live with their 'small' betreyal or after the Jedi-Codex. In all honesty, she still owed and followed the Code, she had never built any relationship with anyone, nor.. anything. Keira was a loner, a simply single bounty hunter with a broken heart but she still wouldn't follow their rules and let them stop her to fall in love.
