[i][color=teal]"I think this must be the worst day of my life. Well... more than a day actually. Or is it?"[/color][/i] Ayya's internal monologue paused, exhausted and on-edge brain trying to work out how long it had been since leaving "The Star-Searcher". Had it been more than a day? Her body was exhausted, from lack of sleep, to bursts of adrenaline coming and going, to pure mental and emotional tiredness. It felt like it had been weeks since she'd slept in a comfortable hammock. In fact, she was so tired right now she'd settle for a hard piece of floor to curl up on and black out for the next couple of hours.

But now was not the time.

On a strange ship that had broken down near the poor, destroyed Alderaan, Ayya was surrounded by enemies. She had no idea of their numbers or how dangerous they truly were, but she knew they had no qualms in harming her. From dragging her out of her escape pod without so much as a word, brandishing guns at her and confiscating her items before throwing her roughly into a cell, it was clear they were not friendly. In those few hours (Had they been hours? Minutes? With no planet left for the ship to orbit around, Ayya couldn't even gauge her time from peering out of the measly window in her cell). she had pressed herself against the wall; tired, but with too much fear and apprehension about her current situation to sleep. After a while, her mouth grew dry and her stomach began to grumble. Her wrists and throat from where she had been grasped back on the ship she had considered home were beginning to bruise up; thoughts were the only things keeping her company, and Ayya had no want to think about the events of the past just yet. She wasn't ready.

And then, the power left the ship sharply all of a sudden; plunging her cell into darkness before the eerie red emergency lights blinked on.

But her door had not re-locked itself.

She was free.


Since then, Ayya had scoured the ship; sticking to the shadows and avoiding places where she heard voices or footsteps - wanting to find her precious belongings, and hopefully some kind of ship in a hanger that could take her far away from here. Coruscant was the first place to come to mind, but after what had happened... what she did... she felt fear at being so close to the seat of the Empire. Although still in denial about what she had done, Ayya knew the penalty of being caught with powers like that. It was not worth satisfying the homesickness in her heart.

Her stealth only lasted so long; an engineer was the first to discover her; pressed against a shadowed wall in the hopes he would pass by her, unnoticed. But his head turned, and although she could not see his eyes past those blank, black slates of his helmet, she could sense his surprise. Even moreso when she jumped upon him, pressing all of her weight against the weak spot of his armour in the neck as the pair fell. A sickening crack and the man's arms suddenly contorting, then falling limp to his side showed that her tactic had worked well enough. Taking the only weapon he had - a small laser, used to cut holes in metal panels for emergency repairs. Not exactly a weapon, but it would do the job.

And so it did, with the next foes she ran into; two stormtroopers. One was injured, clutching a bloodied arm to himself and slumped against the wall while the other attempted to contact others on his comm link. The uninjured one didn't see her coming - didn't notice until she'd launched herself on his back, jabbing the laser at whatever flesh she could find. The laser burnt through the armour with a sickening smell of burning plastic, and the Stormtroopers garbled screams of pain were cut short as it passed through his voicebox. Leaving him choking on his own blood - a fair bit of it on herself - Ayya killed the injured one with a single shot to the head; gun courtesy of the one who life she had just ended. For these men, she felt no sympathy or sickness in killing them. She had killed before, and for what they had done, what they were responsible for... Ayya had never been to Alderaan, nor known anyone from there. But to destroy an entire planet and it's people was unforgivable.

Following this, Ayya was lucky in running into nobody else. Finding the storage area, she retrieved her bag of personal belongings and other things taken from her, allowing herself a wan and nostalgic smile at the sight of a stuffed Tooka doll at the bottom of the bag. One of the only things from Ryloth, she'd kept it with her everywhere she went. As Ayya's thumb brushed over the soft toy's head, she nearly dropped her bag in shock as the doors to the storage bay opened. Light filtered through into the dark storage bay, flickering with shadows as the figure of a man stepped before it. Darting behind a large crate, Ayya hoped whoever it was hadn't seen her. While she had no qualms in killing stormtroopers when they wanted to kill her, she didn't particularly enjoy doing it.