Female

Meetra Surik, the Jedi Exile walked through the corridors, clad in only her lingerie. She held a Vibroblade in her right hand, and a plasma torch in the left.

Her red-brown hair was short, and her brown eyes displayed her utter exhaustion. Sleep often evaded her. Malachor V had a profound effect on her.

Meetra had lost her connection to the force, and endured never ending nightmares. But…wait. Was that new feeling what she thought it was?

Had her connection to the force suddenly returned?