Heeding the call of the Force
Aug. 20th, 2015 11:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jedi_interruptedAhsoka has been itching to leave the refugee camp for sometime now. At first she was concerned at the urge, thinking she was suddenly adverse to hard work. She'd never been one to do this and while the work here was boring and rarely involved a fight, she still did the work that needed doing. She was not a slacker.
And she had been doing great things here.
She managed to turn the gangs that were harassing the refugees into a local policing force. (Who knew all they had wanted was some control over their situation?)
She had helped to guard and organize pastures for the nerfs which would ease the problems with hunger the refugees were suffering.
She had helped to clean the infirmary tents and arranged teams to help keep them clean, which resulted in secondary infections to be dramatically reduced.
She even taught the kids a bunch of games and sports from other systems, which gave them something to do. There was even mention of starting competitions with other camps on the planet.
And most amazingly to her, she had done it all with very few fights. Getting things done without fights is possible—she knew this—but it had never been her way. She wasn't Padmé or Master Kenobi. She wasn't good at negotiating and getting people to work together, and yet she had done it.
Which had been just what she had needed.
After losing the Council's trust, she had doubted herself. She had come here to help some of the people most harmed by the war. She had done this but she had also learned that she could trust herself. A very important lesson for her.
No, the urge to leave was something out of character for her and eventually she figured out it was the Force pulling her back out into the galaxy. She didn't know where it would take her, but she would follow its lead. It was time for her to leave.
And she had been doing great things here.
She managed to turn the gangs that were harassing the refugees into a local policing force. (Who knew all they had wanted was some control over their situation?)
She had helped to guard and organize pastures for the nerfs which would ease the problems with hunger the refugees were suffering.
She had helped to clean the infirmary tents and arranged teams to help keep them clean, which resulted in secondary infections to be dramatically reduced.
She even taught the kids a bunch of games and sports from other systems, which gave them something to do. There was even mention of starting competitions with other camps on the planet.
And most amazingly to her, she had done it all with very few fights. Getting things done without fights is possible—she knew this—but it had never been her way. She wasn't Padmé or Master Kenobi. She wasn't good at negotiating and getting people to work together, and yet she had done it.
Which had been just what she had needed.
After losing the Council's trust, she had doubted herself. She had come here to help some of the people most harmed by the war. She had done this but she had also learned that she could trust herself. A very important lesson for her.
No, the urge to leave was something out of character for her and eventually she figured out it was the Force pulling her back out into the galaxy. She didn't know where it would take her, but she would follow its lead. It was time for her to leave.
