Mira yawned as she went back into the temple.
Not bothering to put on the lights, the twilight from the large windows enough to guide her weary steps, she ran a hand over a smooth pillar. Tossing her head back she closed her eyes, allowing the whispers of the temple to soothe her tired mind...she sort of understood why the jedi meditated so much now. If anything closing your eyes would probably help to give you some seclusion from the barrage of emotions and...requests.
Their fame had apparently spread quickly and Mira had felt odd being the centre of attention by merely walking down the street. It had been a little uncomfortable, even more so when random people had walked up to her to ask for help. Of course she had seen it happen while travelling with the exile...but to be the target of such requests was odd, especially when they seemed to expect something grand out of you every time.
She had really done all she could to help, it what she was there to do after all. Sometimes people asked the greatest things of her...others so silly favours that one wondered if they could do anything on their own. Frustrating to say the least...and exhausting. Add the irritation of some people wanting to just touch you and others almost fainting, not to mention the ones just yelling at her...filled with anger and grief over lost loved ones.
Even without using her powers it had been a tiresome day, and when she had been asked for it...to heal an injury...even to bring out a stray pet down from its perch...it had always lead to a storm of emotions and words out of the assembled crowds. It hadn't really helped her concentration, nor her budding headache.
No, it was easy to call it a bad day. She had probably done a lot of good and felt good about that...though it quickly grew a little tedious. How many times had she been interviewed by reporters today? Heck, even normal people had asked her so many questions her head was still spinning with them. How had the jedi of old dealt with all this crap!? Though the people deserved what aid one could give them...
Mira smiled, remembering how much the exile had rubbed off on her.
Stretching back she yawned again, feet dragging her towards her cot that seemed to beckon for her already. She probably would have to set the alarm early so she could continue her work tomorrow...man being a jedi was tiresome.
A beeping sound alerted Mira of a contact, the little disc in her pocket vibrating slightly. Blinking she reached down into her pocket and withdrew the little holoprojector, holding it in front of her she considered switching it off, hadn't she been through enough trouble already? Even as she considered it the thing shook once more, crying for attention, the little beeping grating on her nerves.
She sighed, might as well get one more thing done before going to bed... The hologram flickered to life in her palm, the robed shape of Visas appearing before her. "Visas, nice to see you. Why are you calling so late?" Mira couldn't keep the weary tone out of her voice.
"My apologies, it is not late here and I thought it better to report at once." Visas bowed her head slightly. "I and Bao-Dur have landed on Perthus four as agreed, there has been no problems in infiltrating the civilian areas and none seem aware of who...or what....we are."
"Lucky you." Mira noted, trying not to fidget too much where she stood. Couldn't the creepy lady get to the point so she could get to bed?
"Yes, I understand you can't enjoy the same luxury, I heard the recording on the news."
"Wasn't really our choice to expose ourselves...and besides it has..." Sighing Mira shook her head, temporarily stopping the descent of her eyelids. "...did you have a point with calling? I really want to get to bed."
"Ah yes, my apologies, as I said we have integrated ourselves into the planet and made some discreet inquiries. As you told us there are quite a large anti-republic faction here, especially within the cities, they are not openly hostile though and the expression of unhappiness with the rule is merely mutterings in conversations."
"So no luck?"
"Bao-Dur does not believe we will be successful, I disagree." Visas suddenly moved her head, batting aside a hand momentarily appearing in the little hologram. "Be silent, we had agreed on this, don't go back on it now..." There was a hint of amusement in the voice. "Anyway, I believe we can incite a public riot if not a small rebellion within the capital."
"Just make sure you're not blamed for it...and that Bao-Dur's conscience is preserved."
"Very well." The Miraluka bowed. "I suppose we can keep the casualties on a minimum...what...fine...to nil." The woman shook her head. "It will diminish the impact of us saving the day however."
"If it ensures that Bao-Dur can sleep at night it's worth it." Mira waved the concern aside. "Besides, what drama is lost will be made up by stopping things without civilian death, it will show us to be guardians of peace and...ah...all that." She stretched, not able to keep a yawn from escaping her.
"Very well, we shall not keep you up anymore, oh and please give Atton our regards."
"Sure." Mira finally got to shut off the communicator. She frowned, where was Atton anyway? He had left before her and she hadn't met him during her long journey across Coruscant, not odd since the places one could go to were too many to count...but still. A quick search with her senses told her he hadn't returned yet. Was she supposed to be surprised?
"If he's drunk on the street I'm going to kill him..."
Mira couldn't really bother to care though, the churning worry in her stomach going unanswered as she made her way to her bed. She could take care of the problem named Atton tomorrow, besides, he had been a jerk and probably deserved a night in the cold or whatever problems he was in...
Besides, it wasn't like he couldn't take care of himself, he was sort of capable...at times. Mira felt queasy as she sat down on her little cot, he could take care of himself...right? "I'm not worried, I'm annoyed." She muttered the words even as she with numb fingers moved to undress, force she was tired...
Hopefully Atton was tired from work as well, though not too tired to get back to the temple... He was a fool and a loser but she shouldn't wish him too much pain. Right? "Ugh! That's it! Tomorrow morning I'm going to find him and kick his ass!" Mira pulled the blanket over herself as she slipped into the bed, rolling over she closed her eyes, only to find them flutter up again.
"Force he's annoying..." She rolled over again, kicking at the covers...only to have her bare foot hit the wall. "Ouch! Son of a...I'm going to kill him...slowly!" No, he was probably all right, even happy with a drink and some eas...happy company. Probably dancing and drinking his problems away when he should be doing important things to further their cause, selfish brat...
"Great..." She rolled unto her back, glaring at the darkness above her. "...now I can't sleep!"