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Log: Rey & OTA
WHO: Rey & OTA
WHERE: A quiet spot in central park.
WHEN: Afternoon, sometime.
WHAT: Rey tries not to think about things changing, and attempts to practice Jedi-ing. (come talk to her! Interrupt!)



It wasn’t the first time it’d happened. It was maybe a few months ago now, that Luke had disappeared and then reappeared again, only to not remember who she was. It wasn’t so bad the first time - they’d only just met. But now, this Luke had become someone that Rey cared for, and trusted and was learning so much from - she had finally begun to learn what this was inside of her, this power that she didn’t understand, and originally had in some ways, been scared of. Luke might’ve been younger than the older, Jedi Master she’d only stood before for minutes before she was brought to this world, but he had still been able to change that for her. Teach her.

Bad things had happened in Goodland, the Maze had been the most dangerous of them, or so Rey had decided. What had occurred most recently was ..confusing and painful in an entirely different way to the injuries sustained from the Maze. She wasn’t the only one with someone who didn’t remember her, and some were even currently trying to take care of their much younger siblings, family and friends. Some now, were returning to normal, and she was holding her breath, waiting for Luke to return to who he had been before and for things to be as they were before this aging nonsense began.

Rey was used to solitude, and adept at survival. People left, that was the reality of things; didn't make how it felt any easier, and worse it only made her fear that she had more to lose, in this world. The learning Jedi hadn't given up on her training entirely, she’d just ..go about it herself, based on what she’d taken in so far. So, she found herself a spot in the park, sheltered and a bit quieter. Sitting down she placed down her staff and her bag, wriggling on the spot to make sure she was comfortable. The girl attempted to slow her breathing, and reach a meditative state, pushing out with the Force to cause the smaller stones, and debris from the tree above to start to float from the ground.