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RE: Unna Hi Chaanu
The Force was strong in the loaf of bread Unna held in her hands. She had just been through yet another experience similar to the one she returned from with the ragged version of her favorite childhood toy, except this time she went to the ghost, rather than the ghosts coming to her and taking her away. She tore into the bread and inside was a frosty colored Force Crystal. The color was the indescribable shade that she used to create out of the flowers on Alderaan to stain her clothing and quarterstaff with. It was as if it was made for her!
She had a fantasy since she was a little girl to take the discblades of the Zeison Sha Warriors and create a marriage between it and the lightsabers of the Jedi. It was her way of applying her mother's life work of studying The Force in all its disciplines. It was to be a tribute to her parents: the warrior and the ranger who dedicated his life to protecting the Jedi, as well as Auro's parents, who she loved so dearly.
Unna took apart her doll, as she had Auro's many years ago and placed the crystal inside before stitching it back up. It will be safe here, she assured herself. She wrapped it in a spare headdress and placed it within her satchel, before heading to the airball field.
Under the stars, Unna looked up, wondering which one Yanibar orbited. I'm the last one, she thought sadly, yet hoping someone managed to escape. I must carry on. Maybe I can revitalize the tradition through airballs. Surely the techniques would help this team, but first I must perfect mine. Unna grabbed a ball and placed it the air in front of her face, then used her mind to will it across the field and into the goal. That was the first time she made it all the way from the other side. Now for the test...could she call it back? Not quite. More practice would be required, but for the first time, she felt the Zeison Sha warrior she aspired to be since she could remember growing within her.
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