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I continued watching them a moment, sensing my fathers mind racing, sensing a few questions of his own. My mother had never explained why she'd left, why she hadn't just given a chance to have a family. Maybe then, she wouldn't be dead. Maybe then, none of this would have happened. It wasn't too hard to keep up with them, since I'd been outrunning the separatists for years on my own.

But now, for the first time I felt like I could relax and not have to constantly be on edge - constantly looking over my shoulder. I sighed softly, though I did notice one of my fathers men seemed rather interested in me - though I'd never had the chance to ever get into a romantic relationship since most of my time was spent trying to survive.

Even if the trip was practically silent besides the few laughs from the men when the one would almost walk into a tree branch. I just enjoyed the silent company, even though I'd look over my shoulder a few times. I was leaving the only thing I knew as home, leaving my mothers grave - everyone and everything I knew. But maybe it was worth it to see exactly what I'd missed out on without having my father in my life.

Though as their ship touched down and my father reached out for me, I felt my mind pause. Was I really ready to leave the last place I could visit my mother? The only place I'd ever called home? I pushed the thoughts away as he said he wouldn't leave me, like that's all I needed to hear. Even if this was the first time I'd met my father, I trusted him with my life.

I slowly took his hand, biting my lip. I now realized exactly why my life had felt so empty, I'd seen children walking down the street holding their parents hand - their mother on one side and their father on the other. And I'd never had that, this was the first time I'd ever touched my father besides to have him help me up.

This was the start of my new life, slowly stepping up onto the ramp. This was my chance to prove my motjer didn't die for nothing.

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I watched the entire scene go down, still having backed away enough to at least get my mothers light saber since I didn't so much as have a picture of her unless she'd hidden it away somewhere. I studied the man carefully, who clearly seemed to be the commanding officer as he said I had my mothers eyes, it had my head spinning for a moment before I noticed the charm he wore. It was the other half of my own.

I bit my lip, watching him for a moment. Was this really happening? Had my mothers dying wish come true? I felt tears sting the back of my eyes though I had barely ever cried - the last time I'd cried was when my mother had passed away. And now, I was on the verge of tears because here was my father who hadn't been around my entire life until now.

I gave him a small smile though, looking down as I sighed. "This was her dying wish when they attacked, they were after me and she protected me with her life. And for us to somehow find each other was all she said she wanted." I whispered softly, though I knew I was loud enough for him to hear me, even hearing the tears in my voice.

"She wouldn't let me go get any help from anyone and that was eight years ago." I added softly and bit my lip, looking toward him once more. "She'd always tell me stories about you when I was younger, that was about the only way she'd get me to go to sleep. Other than her light saber, I have nothing of hers. The droids either took it or destroyed it." I whispered softly.

I watched him a moment, running my hand through my hair once more. I was still in shock to say the least - I had never expected to run into him and have to give him the news that the women he loved was dead. "She only told you about me in that note, didn't she? Never heard anything else from her, right?" I asked softly, meeting his eyes.

Not long after we'd come here, the separatists attacked and she did her best to hide that both she and I had jedi blood. It was easier for her to hide herself, but being a single parent, she struggled to hide my abilities.

Whatever your heart desires. [Adults Only - MxF - Female Needed]

@Pr0nogo so is romance a yes? If so, I'm extremely interested.

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Haha"can't wait for your reply.

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That is the longest reply I've ever typed.

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Birth Name: Alison Marie Geoffrey

Only my parents can call me by my full name, so don't you dare call me by my full name!

Nickname: Ali

Only if I tell you you can, otherwise call me Alison, not Ali and not by my full name - got it? Good.

Age: Eighteen years old

Ever hear of not to ask a women her age? Apparently not, but its whatever - I really don't care.

Looks: Ice blue eyes, brunette curly shoulder length hair and long bangs, stands about five foot four inches and weighs about one hundred and twenty pounds. She has a slender build that still holds the perfect curves that drive men crazy.

Why's it matter to you how I look? Touch me and I'll give you a black eye, that's a promise. Got it?

Parents: Mother died when she was ten - killed on front of her. She never knew her father - though that will change soon.

I don't know my father, yet I feel like the time is coming when I'll meet him. And when I meet him, I feel like everything will change.

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Awe, I'm so sorry, I just replied - added a bit of action going on. Hope you don't mind.

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I bit my lip, sighing softly, running my hand through my hair. This place was just a mess, it had been a disaster since the Separatists had attacked, killing almost everyone besides a few who either gave into them or was skilled enough to hide. I'd been skilled enough to hide thanks to the training I received from my mother before she was killed.

My hand tightened around the charm I wore around my neck - the one my father was said to have the other half of, as if I'd ever actually meet him since he was part of this war. There was no way for me to even know if he was even alive yet know who he was! There was a one in a million chance of finding him and being reunited with him, as far as I knew he didn't even know I existed.

I looked toward the west, into what was really an empty nothingness - besides the droid factory that was a few clicks away. It was always kind of fun to give the droids a bit of trouble - though I'd probably done enough for today. "There she is! Get her!" It was just a simple battle droids voice, though when I looked over there were hundreds of them.

"Um...no, I think you'll have to catch me first, sorry rust buckets." I muttered, quickly jumping into a speeder and taking off toward the west that was so strongly pulling on me - it was heading away from the direction I needed to go. But I really didn't have any other options as the droids began to fire at me, it was times like this that my mother would tell me I was like my father.

She said he was a good man, she never had a bad thing to say about him - only good. She said if it wasn't for their mistake, I never would have been born or maybe I would have if they'd been able to get away since it wasn't against jedi law to fall in love or have a romantic relationship. So children were definitely out of the question, she said she'd left him a letter explaining why she left and where he could find me.

Yet, I never expected to have my father looking for me. I was eighteen years old and I'd spent the last eight years struggling to survive on my own and keep myself out of the hands of the droids. My planet had wanted to stay out of the war - to stay peaceful but then the separatists attacked when I was merely ten years old, they claimed us as theirs.

Though rumors had it that the government had decided to ask the republic for assistance if they pleaded their allegiance to them, sure enough it was in the process of happening - but it wasn't soon enough. I pushed the speeder as hard as it would go, continuing to peek over my shoulder to see how close the droids were who had there own speeder like things.

As they began firing, I was more focused on where I was going instead of them - though I knew I'd left the droids who were on foot in the dust. It didn't take long for them to hit my speeder as I went over the hill, realizing the mistake I'd made almost instantly. I'd gone straight to the droid factory - I was screwed and bound to be arrested for sure now.

They continued to fire on me as I noticed movement, figuring they were more droids. But the fault in my focus screwed me over as I lost control going down the hill and flipped the damn thing, hitting the dirt rather hard and beginning to role down the hill. The speeder rolled down and erupted into flames and as I reached the bottle of the hill, I was so out of breath and covered in mud.

I noticed that what I'd thought were droids moving away from the base were actually republic soldiers. Maybe, maybe they would help me. I watched them carefully a moment before I looked over toward the top of the hill as the droids began to way down. I ran my hand through my hair once more, slowly pushing myself off the ground and backing away from them, patting at my sides.

But they weren't there, looking over my shoulder to see that my mothers light saber and my pistol were both about half way between the clones and myself. I had absolutely no way to defend myself, biting my lip. If those troops wouldn't help me, I was absolutely screwed and I would surely be arrested for not following the instructions of the separatists.

I rolled my ice blue eyes, brunette curly shoulder length hair blowing in the wind. I only stood five foot four inches and weighed about one hundred and twenty pounds, but I'd still do my best to defend myself. I did have a slender build that still held the perfect curves that drove men crazy so everyone usually underestimated me when I was in a fight.

I still stood no chance since I had no weapons, as the droids continued down the hill - I continued to bavk away. Though the pull was suddenly so much stronger and I realized the pull had been getting stronger the closer I'd gotten to the droid factory. I bit my lip and swallowed hard as the droids stopped, "Give us what is ours, girl." The commanding droid muttered.

I shook my head, "No! That doesn't belong to you! Nor will it ever belong to you! It was my mothers before me! And before her, it was her masters! You'll have to take it from my cold, dead hands before you think I'll ever hand over the last thing I have to remember her by! You'll regret all of this!" I muttered, watching them carefully as I continued backing away, hoping I was getting closer to my weapons.

I knew that also meant getting closer to the clones, yet the closer I got, the stronger the pull got. Almost like it was something that had been missing so long was suddenly back - it was so confusing, yet welcoming. For the first time in eight years I didn't feel alone, like I was loved and cared for, like I was safe - just like I felt when my mother was around.

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@Markofkri I will post my character as soon ad I get home. Only ten minutes left in my shift. Should be home in the next forty-five minutes.

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