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The Books of Oyja II: Jash
Chapter 6 Findings

When the Falleens had left us, I sat down. Naz also lay down beside me. I looked at his neck wound and touched it. It seemed as though it didn’t go that deep. I talked to the skin and the wound healed. The talking to the skin combined every part of the skin, but it wasn’t the best, since it only healed the top part. I was tired and weary of the past battle. “It’s healed, Naz, but we’re going to need to find you a doctor.” I said.

I felt a great need to find Jash, to talk to her. I started to have this feeling of my own darkness. I felt a strange connection to Darth Vader, as though we shared some common past. I knew I had no family connection to him. I wondered where Jash could be hiding.

The battlefield was lined with bodies, not that many, but dead beings made me sad. I kill for defense only, I don’t like doing it, but I will if my life is on the line. I walked over to the burnt Rodians and healed their skins. I could tell that they were in deep pain and were angry at me. I put them onto Naz, I was still careful that they wouldn’t harm me.

Walking, I thought about where Jash could be. I doubted she would be in the city, too obvious. It would most likely be a little known area. All the Falleen female had said was that I would find Jash if I searched.

I took the Rodians to a little shelter. They looked like they were going to die and I didn’t fear them telling anyone about Jash, they had seemed like they were conspiring against Master Tenju. I had left Naz at the doctor’s and had gone to search for Jash on foot.

It had been getting close to evening, but I didn’t want to stop my search. I didn’t want to end it here and now. I knew that if I stopped I would never start up again. I saw some people gather in a café. The coffee smelled strong and I was attracted to it. A band was playing peaceful songs inside the café. The people looked so comfy seated in puffy chairs.

I went to get some coffee. “I just want a very strong coffee. Very black.” I said.
“Anything else?” The Chadra-fan asked. I shook my head. “Have a good day.” He said but he sounded like he didn’t really mean it. I heard a group of Arconans talking. They were drinking coffee and one looked like he was having salt.
“Memories do matter, we think, because they direct us where to go. Memories are there for us to look up from.” One said. He was drinking coffee and looked like a Tenju. He saw me. “A hermaphrodite!”

They all looked at me and I realized I wasn’t going to get away from this. “I’m not a hermaphrodite, I’m androgynous. I have no gender.”

“But you look male and female at the same time! Your face looks like it just got wrecked!” Another said.

“If you look,” I replied. “You’ll see that I have no reproductive organs.” I sniffed at my coffee and then started to sniff the air. “Whose got strong coffee?”

“We do.” A female Arconan replied. “We are good friends with the Chadra-fan. We think he should find a Master and become a Padawan. Were you listening to us?”

“Yes, I am interested in memories. You were saying that memories guide us?” I asked. “Kuhn Tenju talked about the importance of memories, to me, but I never thought of them as a guide.”

“Ah, him.” The first Arconan said. “We think of him as too uptight.” He then shook his head. “Why do we remember things if not to use them? What are you looking for? Anyone special?”

I was deeply insulted at this. “I am no one’s lover! I am just looking for answers!” I then calmed myself down. “It is someone who I think might be living in my past. The person is trying to bring me answers that are painful.”

“Everyone has painful memories, that’s why there is coffee! Seriously, what memory would this person attack or get to?”

“Close to my change.”

“Where did your change take place?”

“By Liem Tenju’s mansion.”

“Then go there!”

I got to Liem Tenju’s mansion when he wasn’t there. I wasn’t questioned because I was of high rank and Slaves wouldn’t report me because they knew they’d be in deep trouble, they knew that I am Oyja Tenju. I looked up and down the whole mansion, but I couldn’t find Jash!

It must be a different place. I had the right idea the first time! Why not listen to instincts, Oyja? Because that’s what’ll get you killed. If you have no reason for an action then it’ll be insanity. That’s one reason why I never dared to love. With Kiem I showed great friendship, but I didn’t think of it as love. It must then be a place where Kiem and I connected together.

I remembered the lake where I had become a Tenju. I had made the final change then. That was where she must be! Why must she haunt me so? What have I done wrong? All I have done is take destiny in my own hands. I got up and left for the lake.

I walked with the knowledge that my life would be changed. This wasn’t like the change to a Tenju; this was going to be going backwards and forwards at the same time! Opposites meeting like old friends! I hated this. But I hungered for it, nonetheless.

When I got there the sweet smell of nature hit my nostrils and I smiled in relief. Whatever came next I knew I could take it. I started to walk around, still looking for Jash, for the unknowable Jash.

“Jash, you can come out of hiding now!” I yelled.

The dark blue cloak walked towards me and the hood was thrown off. The head it hid looked like a bird’s head, it was a Fosh! “The question is, will you listen to what I have to say.”

Author’s Note: I am sorry, to all the Vergere lovers, that I might not make Jash as complicated as Vergere. Vergere is one of my favorite Star Wars characters! I like her because you’re not sure if she’s good or bad. Even when she is proven good, she doesn’t loose any of her mystery.

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The Books of Oyja II: Jash
Chapter 6 Findings

When the Falleens had left us, I sat down. Naz also lay down beside me. I looked at his neck wound and touched it. It seemed as though it didn’t go that deep. I talked to the skin and the wound healed. The talking to the skin combined every part of the skin, but it wasn’t the best, since it only healed the top part. I was tired and weary of the past battle. “It’s healed, Naz, but we’re going to need to find you a doctor.” I said.

I felt a great need to find Jash, to talk to her. I started to have this feeling of my own darkness. I felt a strange connection to Darth Vader, as though we shared some common past. I knew I had no family connection to him. I wondered where Jash could be hiding.

The battlefield was lined with bodies, not that many, but dead beings made me sad. I kill for defense only, I don’t like doing it, but I will if my life is on the line. I walked over to the burnt Rodians and healed their skins. I could tell that they were in deep pain and were angry at me. I put them onto Naz, I was still careful that they wouldn’t harm me.

Walking, I thought about where Jash could be. I doubted she would be in the city, too obvious. It would most likely be a little known area. All the Falleen female had said was that I would find Jash if I searched.

I took the Rodians to a little shelter. They looked like they were going to die and I didn’t fear them telling anyone about Jash, they had seemed like they were conspiring against Master Tenju. I had left Naz at the doctor’s and had gone to search for Jash on foot.

It had been getting close to evening, but I didn’t want to stop my search. I didn’t want to end it here and now. I knew that if I stopped I would never start up again. I saw some people gather in a café. The coffee smelled strong and I was attracted to it. A band was playing peaceful songs inside the café. The people looked so comfy seated in puffy chairs.

I went to get some coffee. “I just want a very strong coffee. Very black.” I said.
“Anything else?” The Chadra-fan asked. I shook my head. “Have a good day.” He said but he sounded like he didn’t really mean it. I heard a group of Arconans talking. They were drinking coffee and one looked like he was having salt.
“Memories do matter, we think, because they direct us where to go. Memories are there for us to look up from.” One said. He was drinking coffee and looked like a Tenju. He saw me. “A hermaphrodite!”

They all looked at me and I realized I wasn’t going to get away from this. “I’m not a hermaphrodite, I’m androgynous. I have no gender.”

“But you look male and female at the same time! Your face looks like it just got wrecked!” Another said.

“If you look,” I replied. “You’ll see that I have no reproductive organs.” I sniffed at my coffee and then started to sniff the air. “Whose got strong coffee?”

“We do.” A female Arconan replied. “We are good friends with the Chadra-fan. We think he should find a Master and become a Padawan. Were you listening to us?”

“Yes, I am interested in memories. You were saying that memories guide us?” I asked. “Kuhn Tenju talked about the importance of memories, to me, but I never thought of them as a guide.”

“Ah, him.” The first Arconan said. “We think of him as too uptight.” He then shook his head. “Why do we remember things if not to use them? What are you looking for? Anyone special?”

I was deeply insulted at this. “I am no one’s lover! I am just looking for answers!” I then calmed myself down. “It is someone who I think might be living in my past. The person is trying to bring me answers that are painful.”

“Everyone has painful memories, that’s why there is coffee! Seriously, what memory would this person attack or get to?”

“Close to my change.”

“Where did your change take place?”

“By Liem Tenju’s mansion.”

“Then go there!”

I got to Liem Tenju’s mansion when he wasn’t there. I wasn’t questioned because I was of high rank and Slaves wouldn’t report me because they knew they’d be in deep trouble, they knew that I am Oyja Tenju. I looked up and down the whole mansion, but I couldn’t find Jash!

It must be a different place. I had the right idea the first time! Why not listen to instincts, Oyja? Because that’s what’ll get you killed. If you have no reason for an action then it’ll be insanity. That’s one reason why I never dared to love. With Kiem I showed great friendship, but I didn’t think of it as love. It must then be a place where Kiem and I connected together.

I remembered the lake where I had become a Tenju. I had made the final change then. That was where she must be! Why must she haunt me so? What have I done wrong? All I have done is take destiny in my own hands. I got up and left for the lake.

I walked with the knowledge that my life would be changed. This wasn’t like the change to a Tenju; this was going to be going backwards and forwards at the same time! Opposites meeting like old friends! I hated this. But I hungered for it, nonetheless.

When I got there the sweet smell of nature hit my nostrils and I smiled in relief. Whatever came next I knew I could take it. I started to walk around, still looking for Jash, for the unknowable Jash.

“Jash, you can come out of hiding now!” I yelled.

The dark blue cloak walked towards me and the hood was thrown off. The head it hid looked like a bird’s head, it was a Fosh! “The question is, will you listen to what I have to say.”

Author’s Note: I am sorry, to all the Vergere lovers, that I might not make Jash as complicated as Vergere. Vergere is one of my favorite Star Wars characters! I like her because you’re not sure if she’s good or bad. Even when she is proven good, she doesn’t loose any of her mystery.