The Jedi Exile (Meetra Surik) (
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Who: Meetra Surik and Open
Where: All around Hinoto-Ri
Summary: Meetra is trying to figure out the weather shenanigans, and generally failing
Warnings: Demons?
Hot, cold, hot, cold, hot, cold. The pattern was easy to see and impossible to explain. Today, particularly, it had been hot, and tonight, particularly, it was the New Moon. It was time, as far as Meetra was concerned, to go ask the demon population of the city now that she'd exhausted talking to the human civilians during the day and was fairly certain that none of her fellow guests had the slightest clue beyond this not being normal for this planet.
Meetra was trying several places. First and foremost, she asked demons around and throughout the city. Everyone had their ideas, but as the night went on, she seemed to get no closer to a clear answer, even from the elemental-themed fairies (though their opinions were the loudest). She also checked around the Mictlan (normal levels of government and weird mountain demon activity), with the night owls at the police station in Leo (above their pay grade), and anywhere else in the city that might know anything about the environment.
Barring some kind of divine or Force-based intervention, she was rather frustrated by the time the 13th Hour was approaching. Maybe she'd run into someone who'd know then, or maybe she'd just find someone to help against an aggressive demon. She did have her lightsaber with her.
Where: All around Hinoto-Ri
Summary: Meetra is trying to figure out the weather shenanigans, and generally failing
Warnings: Demons?
Hot, cold, hot, cold, hot, cold. The pattern was easy to see and impossible to explain. Today, particularly, it had been hot, and tonight, particularly, it was the New Moon. It was time, as far as Meetra was concerned, to go ask the demon population of the city now that she'd exhausted talking to the human civilians during the day and was fairly certain that none of her fellow guests had the slightest clue beyond this not being normal for this planet.
Meetra was trying several places. First and foremost, she asked demons around and throughout the city. Everyone had their ideas, but as the night went on, she seemed to get no closer to a clear answer, even from the elemental-themed fairies (though their opinions were the loudest). She also checked around the Mictlan (normal levels of government and weird mountain demon activity), with the night owls at the police station in Leo (above their pay grade), and anywhere else in the city that might know anything about the environment.
Barring some kind of divine or Force-based intervention, she was rather frustrated by the time the 13th Hour was approaching. Maybe she'd run into someone who'd know then, or maybe she'd just find someone to help against an aggressive demon. She did have her lightsaber with her.
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When approached, he looked up, the red light on his helmet blinking as it took in Meetra and her biological data.
"Can I help you, gue'la?"
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"Only if you know something about the strange weather patterns," she said, looking up slightly at the armored figure. "Judging from your outfit and the fact that my translator just glitched, though, I'm guessing you're not from around here either."
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"No. I'm not from any human planet like this one. But this weather has been impossible to predict so far."
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"The pattern's been pretty clear, alternating hot and cold days. I just don't know anything that can do that with this kind of regularity," she said. "Even in a closed environment like this, it doesn't make any sense..."
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He didn't look quite human, but she decided not to assume it was necessarily a biological adaptation.
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Not to mention that those in the Fire Caste drew their roots from living on the savannahs of T'au, a place with little shade and shelter.
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She scowled. "Then again, it was pretty nice when I wasn't there with an army."
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Well, it worked for some cultures.
"I guess you don't know what life as a civilian is even like."
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"You misunderstand. It's not like your human concept of being forced to join an army. Those of our Caste are born into and spend their entire lives in the military."
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