Arriving at the station you find docking is imposable from the transport, however you are able to convince the captain to just let you off. Breathing eather comes in handy some time.. a quick walk/flight later you are able to make it to what little farming land the brotherhood has on the station, odd plants that grow in the eather are being tended to by a few brothers and they show you into the small temple they have in the station.

Jita found the temple easily enough. She looked around quickly, noting that her darker brown skin made her stand out among the other Akashics. Her sari was a pale saffron, but lacked much of the ornamentation that most women her age favored. Beneath her dress she wore a flowing pair of pants in a lighter olive color. Jita carried a daytripper bag hanging loose from her shoulder.

She scanned the monks she saw in the entry way for some sign of a leader among them.

You find that the head of the temple was killed the day before yesterday and the oldest student is filling in until a new master arrives.

Sweets of Ganesha, what have I entered upon?, she wondered, while keeping a cool facade. Perhaps this would work in her favor--the eldest student might not have hears of her, and she might be able to demonstrate her value before judgments set in.

She bowed formally, holding her bag out of the way as she bent. "Hello, honored Brother. My name is Apirijita Patel, and I seek lodging during my stay in Victoria Station. I am happy to lend my services to help the temple during my stay. "

Everything she was doing was technically correct. She hoped that her reputation might take some time in following her here.