#pallie

Keelani is a Jawa from a clan on Tattooine, as many Jawas are. The niece of the clan's shaman, she's primed to be the next shaman, thus helping her escape the "second class" living of being a female Jawa. She's lucky there, because she's only very much tolerated by most of her clan. Rather than tinkering and refurbishing items to trade, she prefers the creativity side, something that unfortunately most customers, along with the Jawas of the other clans during the swap meets, don't care for as much. Keelani recently had her "vision illness", with a vision that's hard to piece together. However, once her vision slowly starts to come true, she's going to have to prove herself and go offworld. Thankfully, she has a few new friends on her journey going on. Divot is a young Scurrier that follows Keelani's clan around a lot. Eventually relenting, Keelani made him her pet, giving him his name after his eye marking that resembled a die pip for the titular game. Tenacious and curious, Divot doesn't know the term "stay here", often following anyone wherever they're going. Annoying sure, but he's so cute that sometimes you can't be bothered with that!

K'Rik has had quite some tribulations with his tribe. They were entirely fine with his transition. They're a bit unsure, but accepting, of him deciding to go mostly pacifist. They're pretty weirded out that he chooses to be friends with that Jawa girl. But if they found out that he just learned he's force sensitive? He doesn't want to know what they'd think there! Thankfully, being friends with Keelani might have its benefits! She's going offworld to figure out her vision, so maybe he could follow her to figure out his new abilities? As long as he doesn't have to fight...at least, unless push comes to shove, or they insult his friends. Pallie is K'Rik's bantha, and she is a very very good girl! She's very sweet, if a bit slobbery with her licks, and sure, she stinks, but that's to be expected with a bantha! While others might think of her as a "roadblock" or "an obnoxious odor in a gigantic fuzzball", K'Rik is devoted to his companion. In fact, threatening her is the easiest way to make K'Rik forget all about that "being a pacifist" thing.

My last flight to Las Vegas was cancelled because of their mistakes and I got abandoned in Chicago, a city I don’t know, from 8pm until my new flight at 10am with a bullshit “voucher” to a hotel that was full. 

When I came back to the airport (which is what the hotel staff said to do) nobody was there, the airlines I was with had closed at 11pm, I ran around trying to find anyone that could help me until I realised there was no hope. Nobody could do anything. So I went to the Hilton, which was the only place I could really safely walk to, and slept in a chair using my luggage as a pillow (not soft) and with it wrapped around me as I was worried someone might take it away. 

Oh and because calls were extremely expensive and I was freaking out I managed to spend £100 calling everyone to tell them what happened, thinking calls were free. I called everyone. I sat in calls for long times to the airline trying to explain what happened whilst every minute was £2. 

I spoke to a robot. And a lady who couldn’t speak English well enough to understand VERY common words. I don’t wanna be rude but. You’re working for an airline company that deals with British flights, an area that speaks mostly English where people phone you when things go wrong. Fucking learn English. She didn’t understand “The hotel is full and I have nowhere to sleep” I had to try make the sentence more simple than it already was and when she finally understood she just started rambling, and I actually couldn’t understand her. So I just said “ok” and hung up. 

I was so stressed the next day, I had violent stomach pains that didn’t end until a few hours into arriving at the house I was staying in.

The flights back went fine but I mean, it was 3 flights. And I had to go back to Chicago. Honestly, I wasn’t ok until I finally landed in London. Even then I was stressed all over again because the only food I could find was crisps and chocolate. I only had 30 minutes at this point, I couldn’t sit down at a restaurant and I couldn’t find any fast food shops on my way to the gate. Didn’t have time to explore.  

I was so hungry I felt sick. Luckily my lovely boyfriend stopped us off at a Greggs, I got to sit in the car park for a while and calm down from feeling like I was going to vomit, actually enjoy his company and then when I felt better go get a small pastie which filled me up enough to last the drive home.