TEASIRA VARI INTRO POST
(Note: Non canon compliant - IDGAF)
Baby to toddler (0-5) :
Teasira Vari was born on ryloth, to her tyrian twi’lek parents and her siblings. A much older brother of 16, Manta, and a sister, only 2 years older by the name of Asane. She lived in the caves amongst the other tyrian twi’leks, who put much of their passion in music. In fact, the cave was more often than not filled with some kind of melody. The first five years of Vari’s life was generally normal. She lived a happy childhood growing up next to her sister. Her brother had left the nest almost the moment she was born, and thus she only knew of him what she heard in stories from her parents. One evening like no other death would rear its head in the melodious peaceful community. Pirates from the outer rim found themselves in the cave one night looking to find themselves a cash cow. Twi’leks are valued for their beauty in most worlds in the galaxy and thus, unfortunately often find themselves victims. The pirates came unified and wreaked havoc on the small civilization. The Vari’s found themselves as victims that night. Both parents were killed and both daughters taken. Five and seven at the time. They would not be separated for a long time.
Toddler to Child (5-12)
The Vari sisters are allowed to be together, and due to the young age of both, they would be made to work in the sweatshops until they came of age. Three years later, 8 and 10 they were used to the routine. Clinging to each other to stay safe. They moved around a lot, being transported on cargo ships, but never knowing where they would end up. Whenever they got to their location they would work for hours upon hours, never getting breaks and getting the minimal amount of sustenance. Sometimes at night they would quietly hum the songs of their people, making sure not to forget who they are, where they came from. If nothing else the community would live through them, through their resistance to giving into hopelessness. Their faith carried them through and one day it would come to fruition.
Glowing lights emerging through the darkness, lightsabers. The singing sounds of freedom echoing through the halls of the dingy sweatshop on another unknown planet. The guards rushing to resist. It was all a flash really, Teasira can’t remember anything other than the highest high she has ever known and then the crashing reality of life. She remembers the overwhelming warmth of hope blooming from her chest as she watched the jedi slashing through their captors. It was almost as in slow motion, she turned to her sister with a bright smile as she watched a stray blaster bolt crash into Asane’s chest. Asane looked back into her sisters eyes as they filled with tears and fell back, gone in a flash. Cold icy daggers hit Teasira all at once. Fear and dread followed. Teasira clung to her sister, as she always had but this time she wouldn’t feel the connection. In fact she physically felt her sister’s life force leave. She had never experienced such feeling before, and she had never felt such rage. Such anger, such darkness. She was overwhelmed with feeling, and then. Nothing. Once again she was cloaked in darkness.
She woke up in a medical ward. A very sterile, yet someone kind and welcoming one. She stole a moment of peace before remembering all that previously befell her. She became panicked, and so did a beeping near her. She had never seen a hospital before, she didn’t know where she was, it was just the same as it was. A droid came rushing over to her to calm her and bring her up to speed. She had been out a few days, she was somewhere called Coruscant, her sister had indeed been killed, she was safe, she was alone. Vari took many weeks to trust the droids around her but she continued to stay where she was. She had no other option. She was eight and an orphan, a newly only child and she had nowhere to go. At least everyone here was nice to her and she got fed three meals a day. So over time Vari came to like the temple, and opened herself up to trusting the droids. Then one day she met someone who she figured must be very important, for all the droids called him “master” and they told him all the updates. He came to visit her and introduced himself as a Jedi Knight. She had heard of them before, only in stories from the other kids she worked with, but the first time she saw one was that day she’d lost her other half.
He went on to explain himself and informed Teasira that he felt the same qualities he had, in me. He invited me to be a “youngling” to eventually be someone who saved other people. She would learn how to read and write, and to use some magical thing called “the force.” Of course she wanted to help people, she wanted to help people from what she had gone through, and on the way learning how to be powerful enough to avenge her sister wouldn't hurt. So she agreed, and so she would move in to the Jedi Temple indefinitely. She would receive a kalikori, and never see it after the day she received it. She opened her bottom drawer, empty of course as she owned nothing, and she would shove it’s existence into the recesses of her mind. She had no family, she could not mourn, she could only seek justice for them. She could not let their memory slow her down, she was a party of one. She would always be a party of one. So she went on to get through the academy, top of her class every time. Shunning time with the other younglings in fear of getting too close. She would spend her time in the library, books being her only company.
Teen to Adult (13-17)
She would continue her leadership of the top of the class every year and went into being a padawan with no problem at all. Her master was a quiet sort who was overly critical but enthusiastically kind. They respected each other and there was no animosity between the two. They each sought to do what was asked of them to the best of their ability, her master to teach and her to learn. She visited many planets and assisted in many missions. The pair’s success rate was high and they were often among those who were tasked to more difficult missions. If they had time her master would grant her the ability to go to the libraries on the different planets they would stay on.
Teasira collected many stories from various cultures and she valued them all. She might not be able to take the stories back with her physically, but they would always stay with her in her mind. After a while her master trusted her alone in the libraries, and she would go on her own. She’d move from her educational books on the new cultures, to romances and fantasies. She filled her head with all these stories and would wish so badly to be them. To make choices of her own, to decide where to go and what to do. She never really quite had a choice and at this point in her life that is all she would ever believe. She was grateful her life no longer was filled with desolation and despair, but it would always now be filled with a quiet emptiness. One that hung beside her in every moment, trying to find what was supposed to fill it.
Sometimes she would think too much, remember her family, remember how everything happened. She would sense that anger, that fear, the hate. The rotting putrid feeling of disgust and hatred towards those who had caused her such feelings. She would learn to reel herself in. To pull herself away from something sinister. Something taboo, what she would come to know as the dark side. Which was, as she had been taught, the end all be all for jedi. If you gave into the dark side you could no longer be a jedi. If she gave into the dark side, she would be completely on her own with no place to turn to. So she controlled herself, for the most part. She managed to squeak by under their noses. Occasionally she would find herself relishing in pride for the way she managed to get by, she would boast herself on her accomplishments. For the jedi academy was a breeze for her, and she would continue the trend of being the envy of her peers.
So she began to train to become a jedi knight. She would be considered quite young for this training, yet everyone agreed she was ready and it was foolish to hold her back from learning more. So at seventeen she did the Jedi Trials and passed impressively so, to no one’s astonishment. It only made sense considering the amount of time she spent doing anything other than socializing, which more often than not was training or learning. She would become strong, she would help people, she would keep her promise to herself all those years ago. For if the opportunity ever arose she knew she could not help herself. She would do whatever it took to kill anyone she remembered who brought harm.
Adult - end of being a jedi (18-21)
Teasira continued her missions, she continued her reading. At one point she was considered to take on a padawan but a different jedi had been chosen over her. After all she was still very young and the padawans might not fully respect someone closer to their age. So she continued to live most moments to her self. She began training to become a jedi master. It was the next step and she wanted to feel useful. She wanted to feel like she was achieving something, working towards something in life for herself. Sure she helped people but the idea of a peaceful galaxy was a pipe dream. She knew she wasn’t supposed to think like that but she couldn’t help herself. She knew for everyone she helped, there was three times the amount of people being hurt. So she couldn’t feel as though she was trying to save the galaxy or anything. She felt more like she wanted to be a beacon of hope.
Three years later at 21, day after day after day, same thing. She began to feel resentment towards the jedi order. For making her choose at such a young age. For being trapped like a songbird all these years. Forced to perform wherever she went. Couldn’t she do something for herself? Could she be allowed to live a life that belonged to her. She felt that old icy feeling creeping in her bones. The darkness that fogged at the side of her vision. She knew she couldn’t let it in, but she’d never be able to let it go. She decided if she stayed around she would only build more hatred in her heart. It could be dangerous for everyone around her. So, she sparsely packed her bag, some food capsules, some spare change she was allowed, and an extra set of casual clothing for the way. She left the clothing that would identify her as a jedi in her room, the one she’d spent most of her life in, and left. She left that damned kalikori in the drawer. She would continue this journey alone.
Adult - present (21- now)
Teasira never stayed at one place for too long. She didn’t want to get comfortable or fall in love with any place. She never wanted to have anything she could lose again. She would stay on world’s for many moons, but the city she stayed in would change. She came across all types of people. Here she would talk to people, a skill she desperately needed to develop. Some people were kind, and some people were downright rude. But each one taught her something new about how to communicate. So as the years went on she met many new people. She got better at talking but she could never grasp the lying part. It just felt too deceptive, she wanted to have a little truth to her life.
So when anyone would get too interested in her past, or would get suspicious about her awfully crafted and executed lies, she would quickly make them forget. One of her favorite tricks she was taught at the temple. She had to do some things she didn’t want to for money, but hey whatever pays the bills. She did some odd jobs here and there, but the thing that would make her the most money, that would keep her stable for long enough, was taking bounties. She didn’t want to know the story, she wouldn’t make any conversation here. No one knew how she took them out so quickly. That is the way she wanted it, and she told herself it was the way it had to be. It made it easier when she used her lightsaber against the unsuspecting victims. She told herself it was only fair, she was balancing the force. The force took from her and now she would take from it. That way of thinking led her further down her spiral or darkness.
Due to years of keeping the darkness at bay she somehow held it back. 23 and she knew she had to stop. Knew she had to reign herself in again or she was going to end up somewhere she could never come back from. She would cause even more pain. She had done enough of it. So she meditated, and she took a trip. She took a very important trip to cleanse her mind. She travelled back to her home planet of Ryloth. Determined to make peace with herself and her situation. So she climbed atop one of the mountains and sat under an overhang of rock. A shady sturdy spot where she would start her meditation. She meditated for long hours, at points she had no idea how long she had been meditating. But it continued for weeks until she found a balance within herself.
She decided she would find a planet she was fond of, and she would finally settle. Not for long, but she would stay in a city for a year, then move to the next planet, and so on. Until one day she might find a place she would never leave. She decided the most fitting place to live first was Coruscant. Seeing as she spent most of her life there and read many of the books containing the history of the planet, but she never really got to experience it. So she spent the remaining credits she had on a downpayment for an apartment, and a very convincing fake id. She would go by Vari for the foreseeable future. Just Vari, a family of one. She got a stable job at a bar, they didn’t ask many questions or care about job requirements. They told her because she was a twi’lek she’d pull in business and that was good enough for them. However, Vari had never half assed something in her life so she wasn't about to start now.
Vari threw herself into learning everything about every mixed drink in the bars and how to talk to people to sweeten them up. She knew how to bat her eyelashes and sell shots. The owners were right she did draw in business. So much business that a year later when she told them she was quitting to move they begged her to stay. She had made up her mind on Ryloth, however, and she just hadn’t fallen in love with Coruscant. The next planet on her list was Naboo. So at 24 she packed up her still miniscule bag, which now contained a book of love stories, and made her journey. She had read about this planet many times in her stories. A place of love must be somewhere she would feel love.
She found work at a farm in the countryside of Naboo. It was nothing like Coruscant and it was quite the change. It was beautiful and peaceful. The scent of serenity floated in the air alongside the scents of wildflowers. The experience was almost dizzying. But the quiet was a little too quiet for her. She learned something about herself she never hoped she’d own as a characteristic. She was indeed a “people person.” She wanted to be around others, not just the animals and the occasional other farm hand. So at 25 it wasn’t hard for her to make her journey to Niamos. If the city life and the country life weren’t for her, then maybe the beach life was.
And for a while it made her feel happy. It was such an easy life. The people were kind and welcoming and there was usually some kind of music to be heard. This soothed her and tugged at a memory from long ago. She found herself working again at a bar, this time on the beach. The sound of waves kept her company and the faces of the locals around her became a welcome sight. She could see a life here, an easy simple life. She decided that yes, this is where she was meant to be. A year later she decided to stay another year and see where this life led her. So she laughed and she began to feel something in her chest that she thought would be permanently kept sealed. Then one night a few months later she came home from work.
She walked down the beach with her toes in the sand, went home, made herself dinner, sat down with a good book and got ready for bed. She still didn’t own much, and she made just enough to stay on the planet. She got in her pjs and got into her bed, easily lulling into slumber. In her dreams she felt something calling out to her. A feeling she needed to go somewhere. She was in the wrong spot, she was wrong about staying. She needed to go and she needed to go immediately. She woke up in a cold sweat and felt herself packing her sparse items. She was not in control of her body it was like it was making decisions without her approval. And so she ran to to catch the next flight out of here. The next flight to Tatooine. She rushed to the gate and hopped on the ship just in time. In her stupor she let her fake id slip through her fingers and through the ramp boarding the shuttle. A fact she wouldn’t notice until halfway through the flight.
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