Day 8: Where Did Everybody Go?
Prompts Used: Abandoned, Isolation
(( set when these two were little kids ))
Warnings: Homelessness
Characters: Jessi Toklar (Trooper - Human/Zabrak), Jeva Toklar (Smuggler - Human/Zabrak)
Even with the neon signs and the lights of shuttles and speeders and lampposts, even with lights above back alley doorways and shining through windows and reflecting off puddles, it still seemed so dark as Jessi tucked herself and her sibling into a corner by a dumpster. Little Jeva clung to Jessi's pantleg, wide eyes looking far too innocently up at the older sister.
"I know, I know. I'll find you something to eat soon."
Jeva's stomach rumbled in answer, which only brought the five-year-old to start crying.
It had only been a few days. They both still flinched when they heard shouting or blaster fire in the streets or nearby cantinas. The gang members had come to collect payment, their parents resisted, and…
Jessi didn't want to even think about what would have happened to them if she hadn't grabbed Jeva and ran.
"Jess! Hungry!" Jeva whined while tugging at Jessi's dingy shirt.
Kneeling, even as she shivered at the damp ground against her leg, Jessi put one finger to her lips and the other hand on her sibling's shoulder. "Shush, Jay Jay. We don't want bad people finding us again, right?" Jeva's eyes widened and they shook their head maybe a bit too quickly. "Right. So be quiet, and I'll find you food. You gotta trust me."
They needed food, and shelter, a way to defend themselves (or, more so for Jessi to defend them both), credits. How was a child supposed to take care of not only herself, but also her younger sibling in the dangerous streets of Nar Shaddaa?
Jessi wouldn't voice her concerns to Jeva. They were too young. They wouldn't understand the situation they were in like she did.