Trapped on Earth.

[Ketreelawa Ochor]

Trent found Shaa's actions quite amusing, though Kendalia looked less than thrilled.

"Sometimes that girl..." Kendalia muttered to herself, keeping her gaze to the ground and jogging across the road.

Trent grinned and ran after Kendalia. "I like her." he commented.

[Aurra Lunelle]

(Sorry guys, I am really super tired right now and I know this post is not written very well. I'm trying to keep this rpg going. )

Aurra smiled a sincere and truthful smile; something she had not done in a long time. Shaa and Aurra were more alike than Aurra had thought.

She then followed the group through the frozen traffic.

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

Bri'Ta rested in her master's arms as he carried her. She was rather small for her twelve years, which help her master extend grace to her. She yawned and lay her head on his shoulder. His heart beat thumped quietly against his chest, matching the steady pattern of his breaths.

"Oh, your daughter is so cute!" A woman approached them. Bri'Tal heard her master's heart beat a little faster. "Where did you get her costume?"

Costume? Bri'Ta wondered. Does this lady think that I'm actaully human? And that Master Jenoth is my father?

"Her mother made it for her a month or two ago..." Master Jenoth replied with a hint of sorrow in his voice. "She...isn't with us anymore."

"Oh, how terrible!" The woman said sadly. "I'm sorry for your loss. Maybe I'll see you at the convention."

"The convention..." He said softly. "Maybe, maybe not, it all depends."

"Okay then. The name's Marina, you are...?"

"Cla'Tal. I'd hate to rush, but I see some of my friends." Bri'Ta's master tried to end the conversation. "See you soon."

"Master?" Bri'Ta head bobbed up and down while he ran. "Who do you see?"

"Someone in our group being and idiot." He muttered in her ear. When they reached the other side of the street, Cla'Tal set Bri'Ta on the ground.

"Shaa!" Cla'Tal shouted, waving. Bri'Ta followed her master's gaze and waved to the group he was waving at.

[Saint Dane]

Shaa kept her hands raised in the air, holding the honking traffic back, while she ran across the street. In the very middle, she saw someone she knew very well, waving at her.

"Cla'Tal!" She smiled and bolted for the sidewalk. Stepping onto the curb, she allowed the vehicles to zoom past, most of them swearing and shouting.

Shaa led the group up to him before giving him a friendly nudge against the shoulder. "We were beginning to worry that you had gotten in trouble again." Grinning, she gave Cla'Tal the whole plan. It was then that she noticed the little girl standing next to him.

"You must be Cla'Tal's new padawan! Bri'Ta, is it?" She shook the young girl's hand before turning back to Cla'Tal. "I still can't believe they let you teach." She said sarcastically.

[Ketreelawa Ochor]

Trent patted Cla'Tal on the shoulder and grinned. After Shaa had told Cla'Tal the plan and met Cla'Tal's padawan, Kendalia, tapped Shaa on the shoulder.

"Shaa, we really must be going." Kendalia said, heading off in the direction they had been going before.

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

"Trouble? Me?" Cla'Tal grinned. "No, I'm a master now, I have to pass on my wisdom to my padawan."

Bri'Ta looked up at him with round eyes. "What wisdom?"

"Just follow the group." Cla'Tal laughed.

[Saint Dane]

Shaa laughed and followed Kendalia. They passed lots of people on the sidewalk, some of them dressed like Jedi, bounty-hunters, and even a sith or two. But none of them were force-sensitive. The strange possibility that these people truly were just mocking the Jedi Order made her scowl. Either that or they were honoring the Jedi Order. Before she knew it, Shaa was smiling again as she bounded along, searching for answers.

[Jenina Fenwyn]

Giving up on ever finding her sabers, Jenina shook her head in resignation and left the room. She made her way down the stairs, and stopped on the last step, struck motionless and speechless. In front of her were more Jedi, Sith and alien beings than she had ever seen in her life.

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

Sarahi pushed her way through several more crowds and into a building with fewer people, but they were nonetheless, dressed like different alien species. Sarahi walked up behind what she thought was a Nautolan, but only found it was a human in custome. "What are you supposed to be?" Sarahi cocked her head.

The man in the poorly donwe custome looked at her with a smirk. "I'm a Nautolan jedi from the planet Gee Selm, got a problem with that?"

"Nautolans have fourteen sensory tentacles and not ten, and I do believe that the plaent you are talking about is Glee Anselm." Sarahi shook her head. "You should have more respect for the different alien cultures, especially if you dree like them. Excuse me," Sarahi bowed, "I must be on my way."

Sarahi wandered over to a rather lifeless person sitting at a desk.He pretended not to see her, but when Sarahi didn't move, he looked at her. "What do you want?"

"Could you tell me what planet I'm on?" She asked.

"Great another freak who thinks they are a real jedi." He looked at her with an irritated glance. "You're on planet Earth, in this lovely hotel. Would you like a room?"

"No, that won't be neccessary, bt thank you for your help." Sarahi bowed and headed towards the door, pausing a moment, wondering if she was really up to walking it the crowd of people again.

[Jenina Fenwyn]

Jenina stared. For a moment, she thought she had caught a glimpse of a familiar face. Or, rather, a familiar mask. Maybe not.. wait..there it was again...could it be..? Yes! Yes, it was. "Master Qui! Master Sarahi!!"

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

Sarahi didn't need to hear the voice to know who was there. She turned around with a smile and bowed politely. "Jenina, how good it is to see you." Sarahi studied her for a moment more and gave a nod. "Let us find your sabers and join with the others. I've found that it's not the best idea to be wandering on this planet Earth alone."

[Saint Dane]

They had made it. The legendary building the sign had pointed to.

It was big. It was wide. It towered over the group of disoriented off-worlders like a giant monster. It might have well been, since everyone wanted to draw their weapons. A large banner hung over the tall entrance, marking the superstructure the source of all knowledge. Literally. Several languages streamed across the banner's majestic front, most of which Shaa could not read, but at the bottom, in Aurebesh, was writtin:
"Star Wars Universe Convention Here! From June 5-7! The Source of All Star Wars Knowledge! Join Us Today and Determine the Fate of the Galaxy!"

The fate of the Galaxy? What kind of world is this? Shaa couldn't help but wonder to herself.

"All right, everyone!" She turned to the group of awe-struck on-viewers. "We've managed to make it here, but, still, try not to draw too much attention to yourself. We want to fit in & find answers." Turning back to the entrance, Shaa walked up to the doors. Pressing on the side of the left door, she waited. Nothing happened. She pressed again, only to be struck by the same reaction. Frustrated, she looked around for the hatch activation switch. Smacking the flats of her hands on both sides of the entrance, it still wouldn't open! Backing up, she ran up to the transparisteel doors, smashing herself against them in anger. They wouldn't budge.

Frowning, she was about to break the doors down with the Force in an act of complete desperation, when she noticed a small metal handle protruding out the front of the hatch. Shaa pulled on it, and immediately the door swung out towards her without the slightest hesitation. Turning back to the group, she grinned in embarrassment.

"Oh, and, stick together!"

As soon as she entered the large building, she knew her latter sentence was going to be a hard rule to keep.

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

Cla'Tal loved crowds, he loved them even more when he was at the center of it. He looked down to see Bri'Ta's reaction, but he paniced when she wasn't at his side. "Bri'Ta? Bri'Ta!" he shouted, but the little Nautolan was nowhere to be found.

[Ketreelawa Ochor]

Trent grinned foolishly as he studied the crowds. Fitting in had never been easy for Trent, in fact, he gave up on that a long time ago. Glancing at Kendalia, he saw her worried expression. For some reason, that only made his smile widen.

Without even looking at Trent, Kendalia knew he was grinning like an idiot. "Trent, stop that."

"Stop what?" Trent asked, angelically.

Kendalia turned to face him, rolling her eyes. "Grinning like that!"

Trent reached out and ruffled her hair, chuckling. "Like that's going to happen."

Sighing, Kendalia realized it was an argument she couldn't win. A smile pricked at her lips as she finally said, "Fine, grin if you wish, just try and be useful."

"That'll be a challenge." Trent once again chuckled before adding, "I'm going to go investigate; don't worry, though, I'll be close by."

Kendalia smiled as she watched him disappear into the crowds. Even if she was on an alien planet that could quite possibly be dangerous somehow she felt safe. With Trent there, she knew everything would be alright. She knew she could trust her life-long friend. If Trent told her to fling herself off a building she would do it, trusting that he had some sort of plan that it would be useful. She would do it knowing that he had a plan. Over the years they're friendship had grown, they had learned to completely trust one another with their lives.

Trent was there with her--everything was going to be alright.

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

Bri'Ta pushed her way through the crowd trying to ignore comments such as 'great costume' or 'you look so life-like'. There was so much to see, she didn't want to miss a single moment of it. She looked at several signs written in a language she had never seen before; it was always a relief when there was Galactic Basic below the writing.

"Great costume." Bri'Ta turned around to see a boy her age grinning brightly. He was dressed in Mandalorian armor and she stared at him hesitantly. "Nautolan's are cool, but I think Mandalorians are way better. My mom made this for me."

It was a costume. Bri'Ta forced a smile at him. "I have a friend who is a Mandalorian. She can speak and write in it fluently. My master knows a word or two, but he's not as good."

"That is way cool! I can only speak one language, and that's this one." He grinned.

Bri'Ta couldn't help but smile. He was charming, in a weird, stupid kind of way.