Meeting of Minds [Open to bentheredonethat]

[tarisian_cathar]

He'd said to find him in the jungle; it already seemed a far better option in terms of living space, at least to her - away from the crowd, as it were, free from any number of complications, and far more peaceful. She stopped by the river first, to put cold water on her face, brushing the sweat from the fine fur on her face. She's been too active on these missions, and frankly misses her Jedi armour - not exactly enough to stand up to a lightsaber, but enough to deflect at least a few blaster shots. It moves more easily.

Granted, she could also do with her lightsaber.

Brushing back the fur a bit, she sighed, standing up slowly, stretching her back. What was so strange to her, in this moment, about meeting another Jedi? She was fairly certain that was who she was meeting - despite, or perhaps because of, his cagey manner about being from the same universe.

The vibrosword was strapped to her side, deactivated. Crude, by her standards. But serviceable. She wondered, idly, why she couldn't feel him as she approached the hut - what had made him so good at hiding?

But she approached, and knocked - her own presence in the Force not masked in the slightest.