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After having met the Dameron family Jaslyn knew that she would have to find a place to live. The lush jungle was so different from Dantooine where she had lived on the plains quite a ways from the city. The press of the minds and emotions within a city would quickly become oppressive and affect her negatively. She would need to see if there was by chance a dwelling that was abandoned by someone or even one that she could rent or purchase. Pulling out a datapad she punched in the information and found an acceptable place. It was on the large side but she couldn’t complain since it fit her requirements of being away from the hub of activity and fairly isolated with the nearest neighbor being more than three kilometers away. It was described as being two stories with the second one built into the ground. She located the place she was going to so that she could claim the dwelling. This would take up most of her funds so she hoped that it was at least serviceable.

Walking out of the office a new home owner Jaslyn sighed at the fact that she was going to have to buy a speeder and likely one that was on its last leg. Shifting her pack she trecked over to where the last owner had told her the speeder shop was. As she entered a Chadra-fan squeaked out in Basic [color=Peru]“Be right wit’ ya.”[/color]

[color=#EEE8AA]“No rush, friend.”[/color] Jaslyn responded looking around at the brick brack and hodge podge of parts mixed in with fully functioning items. There were what looked like add ons, upgrades and other things that you might use to tune a speeder. [color=#EEE8AA]“Just looking to get a speeder that will get me from point A to point B.”[/color]

A grunt and some things clattering was the answer that Jaslyn received before a long pause and a shout. [color=Peru]“Nothin’ fancy then? Boring but I can have it ready in a couple of hours. Come back then.”[/color]

[color=#EEE8AA]“Thank you.”[/color] Jaslyn exited the shop and in no particular hurry started walking. She had no where in mind and found herself in a cantina drawn there not knowing why exactly. Out of the corner of her eye Jaslyn saw something. She turned toward the object in curiosity and blinked not seeing it. It was like it vanished.

Walking up to the bar Jaslyn ordered and paid picking a seat with her back to the wall as well as in a dark corner. Sitting down she passed the time by sipping on her drink and reading about ancient history. The story was about the schism that started the division of the Je'daii in the Jedi and Sith order. 

[i][color=red]Jaslyn.[/color][/i] A dry hoarse unused voice whispered like a snake sliding across dry dead leaves.

Looking up and around the empty cantina Jaslyn saw no one but heard soft male laughter that matched the voice that called her name. The bartender was a woman. Jaslyn locked back at the datapad and saw something very different than what she was on previously. 

Information about Yavin IV, a map of temples. A slender pale finger tipped with a long polished nail painted a deep violet tapping on a temple that was hours outside the colony, if you took a speeder or transport of some kind. [i][color=#9966CC]“Here.”[/color][/i] The voice was rich, crystal and chime-like and very clearly female. She blinked and the datapad in her hands was again the history of the Je’daii.

Suddenly Jaslyn put down the datapad on the table and spread her hands flat with fingers splayed wide as the sound changed around her, sending her head spinning. She could hear a heartbeat that was not hers. A throbbing pulsing insistent beat that was much different from her own. Her’s was racing she could tell. This one felt… different. She felt her heartbeat slow to keep time with the one she could hear. When her heartbeat synced up with the one she could hear something in her shifted and with a wave of intense vertigo the world righted itself and changed fundamentally.

Breathing deeply and reaching for a calmness that she didn’t feel Jaslyn blew out a shaky breath and felt a thread of a different presence. Her head turned to look out the window to the jungle and she had a feeling that the temple that the woman’s finger tapped was in that direction. Jaslynn stood and put the datapad back in her bag and waved at the bartender. She felt a pulse and tug within her toward that place in the jungle that had to be the temple. With the rest of her credits she bought survival equipment and food to take with her the pulse throbbing with an ache unlike she have ever experienced.

Coincidently it had been two hours and the speeder was ready. Jaslyn put her bags in the speeder’s compartment and started it up. The speeder kicked on and it took everything she had to not open it up and race into the jungle. She got to the end of the colony and opened herself up to the Force and followed the pull that got stronger with every kilometer. Dodging trees with the anticipation of the Force was child’s play for Jaslyn; her mind was on the growing presence she felt at the end of her journey. 

No one had stood out so clearly as this and yet was shrouded in mystery. The dichotomy of it was so enthralling that Jaslyn could not pull her focus from it. Curiosity and passion had always been something that she could never really scrub from her personality and her Master never required it fully. She had heard tales of Obi-Wan, Anakin and Qui-Gon from the age of twelve and on. Master Thracia had never required it of her and told her that there were things that the Jedi Order got wrong and that predecessors had right. She even pointed out that some things the Jensaarai did they did correctly. Jaslyn slowed and stopped to eat and drink as she pondered what she was racing toward.