Title: Not so blind Author: A Blind Prophet Timeframe: 144 - 155 ABY Characters: Teafa Phaidraig (Other OC's) Genre: Angst, Adventure, Recovery Series: Not so Blind Warning: This is going to be dealing with the aftermath of a character that's been through hell, including torture, rape and other things for about a year. Keywords: AU, Miraluka, Luka Sene, OC, Dear Diary Challenge Summary: The diary of how Teafa manages to put herself back together after being taken by slavers, and eventually how she runs off to pursue learning more about the Force. Notes: This is the diary of my OC for a pair of role playing games here on the boards, as such it's a bit on the AU side of things as well, but it'll mostly take place in such a way that that won't really matter too much. Teafa is a Miraluka, a species that doesn't even have eyes and sees through the Force. To those wondering how they would still use things like emoji's they can still see text on a screen/datapad, it is just much harder for them to do so. They still "see" everything that's around them, it's just not in the same way that we would perceive it, for instance when looking at someone they would see through the person's clothes, or can see through walls without much issue. They also have a Force order known as the Luka Sene. I've been wanting to explore her background a bit more, and this seems like a good way to do it, and get back into solo writing of some sort. Disclaimer: Just playing in Disney and Lucasart's pond. ***** Entry the First: [blockquote]Finally. I'm home after weeks in the medcenter dealing with doctors and shrinks. Thought they'd never let me leave, though they did make me promise to keep this diary for them. Whatever, it isn't like I'm completely broken or anything, no matter what those scumbag slavers tried to do to me. Can't believe they made me spend my sixteenth birthday in there, though. Guess I'm just glad that they let me see my family and that Talwar came by. ^_^ He's a really great guy. Just wish he wasn't so old, but it's always good to have a friend in the Seekers. So it turns out that basically nothing has really changed here on Alpheridies, other than everything being about a year older. Even Caras is still in the same class, and just as much trouble as ever. Mom really needs to get on her to be more on top of her schoolwork, but she is only thirteen so I guess I can understand. It's not like she has the same gift I do, an eidetic memory makes school so easy. Or holographic. Whatever you want to call it. Never have been able to find the actual difference between the two, not like you run into people with them very often. Speaking of school, I really can't wait to get back to it and make up the time I've lost. A year is nothing to sneeze at, and it's seriously messed up my schedule of getting into the Luka Sene. It may be a forgone conclusion, but I do need to actually finish up all the basics. Maybe I can make it up, but two years in one seems like a bad idea right now. It would be my last year, but... I don't know. I do need some time to myself too. I am still having nightmares, but at least they aren't as bad as they used to be. Ashla, that was bad when I first came back. Poor nurses, I still can't believe I slammed several of them into the wall like that. Though the dent kinda says otherwise. Along with the memories. >_> I should go see Talwar, talk to him about how he deals with some of the stuff he has. I know he's been hurt. And killed people, like those slavers. Hope he's not too busy or off world, I just feel so comfortable around him. Probably because he me got out of that hellhole. >_< I don't know why they took me, it's not like I'm anything special to look at. I don't guess, not like I can really see. Why is every other species so obsessed with looks? They're so irrelevant ultimately, they don't tell you anything about who a person really is. It's not like perceiving their essence or anything. Ashla, they were the darkest beings I've ever seen, like pits of darkness. Almost like they wanted to swallow me whole and spit out some kind of obedient little shell. I don't really know how I managed to hold on so long. Guess that stubbornness is good for something... or bad for it... given how much they hurt me. I'm getting lost in a memory, and I can't stop shaking. Hurt me so bad, trying to break me. Took everything they could, my dignity, my body, can't let them have my mind. My mind is mine. Can't let them have, can't. I'm not there, not on that ship. Stop seeing, stop feeling! Please. Please. Memories go away! Need to get help. Ashla help me! Need to get mom. Nee-[/blockquote] Thoughts? Comments? Concrit?