Who: Alema Rar and Cathy Hyatt What: Alema needs help and Cathy was recomended Where: LAWC When: After her grafitti to Cathy Rating: Low Status: In Progress
Alema waited outside the door for a few moments collecting her thoughts and focusing her mind. The pits had gone, the pits, the one thing keeping her from slipping back to what she had been. To the Night Herald, her Lekku twitched even at the mention of her title. It was unfair. It was so unfair. She knew all that had happened to her she had done to herself, had caused herself but she was happy now. For the first time since loosing Numa. Alema was truly happy.
She'd even begun dancing again.
But at the end of things Alema was a Jedi Knight. And she would face this as a Jedi. And perhaps this woman, Cathy could help her, perhaps she had some way to do so, perhaps even for a time Alema could help others, and then when and if she started to slip back to what she had been she would allow herself to be killed. She would ask Jacen Solo to fight her, not to judge her because he had no right to do so with all he had done as Darth Caedus, But it should be a Force User, and his hatred for her would not affect Jacen as it would Tenel Ka who hated her for her part in an attempt on her daughter or the younger version of Luke Skywalker who knew nothing of the things she had done. Had Mara Jade still been here that would have been appropriate. But she would make do.
She stepped into the welcome centre nervous, but hiding it well. Alema had grown good at hiding things when she had worked in the Ryl Dens, she waited to be met by Cathy, her face betraying no emotion.