Post by Kaelan on Oct 30, 2014 15:45:30 GMT -5
Peace. It was strange for such a feeling to arise from a place that deep down, was anything but peaceful. Maybe the fact that the desires of most of the people around here had been met, at least the most basic ones, was the explanation for such a pleasant sensation in the air. No one wanted to hurt anyone else, it seemed as something illogical. There was only love, something that became rarer in the Galaxy as time went by.
At first, Kaelan had wanted to stay on this planet for as little time as possible, fearing his resolution and control would be tested beyond of his capabilities. It wouldn’t have been surprising if the handsome Jedi had fallen victim to the charms of his surrounding, and specially its people. But Kael had managed to impress himself by displaying a level focus and maturity that was new to him. The thought made him look up to the sky while thinking of his former Master, now with the Force, or rotting in the ground. Who knows? The young Jedi Knight wondered if she would be proud of him, if she was watching him now and smiling. He touched his wrist, trying to reach the bracelet she had given to him all those years ago. It had been instinctive action, and destined to failure, since the simple object around his wrist was covered by his white armor.
The sound of “Seven” moving next to him managed to bring him back from the unpleasant memories. The short astromech was advancing next to its Master, calmly scanning its surroundings. Lights of all colors adorned the street they were currently in, matching the also colorful people of many races that were around the Jedi and his robotic companion. Kael had been to many impressive places during his last year of missions and travelling under the Order’s commands, but this one was unique, to say the least. He was supposed to be on his way to Coruscant already, coming back from another successful assignment, but that wouldn’t be happing any time soon. His transport was going through repairs, for Force knows how long, and he was stuck here.
He rubbed the back of his neck while thinking of how many turns and twists the initial mission had taken. It started off as a simple mission overseeing negotiations, but he ended having to escort the infamous pirate Lexo “Eight Fingers” to his home planet of Zeltros, since this was the procedure according to Republic laws regarding Zeltron criminals. Lexo wasn’t exactly the kind of person you want to make such a long trip with. He was annoying, sure, but more importantly, a very resourceful and sneaky bastard, who almost escaped twice. But that was water under the bridge now. The mission was over, and Kaelan had received the offer to stay for a month in “paradise” for the service he had provided. Apparently the Zeltron despised when one of their own took up a life of crime and brought dishonor to the peaceful and loving species. The Jedi had of course turned down this reward, but it seemed he would be staying for a while, one way or the other.
At first, Kaelan had wanted to stay on this planet for as little time as possible, fearing his resolution and control would be tested beyond of his capabilities. It wouldn’t have been surprising if the handsome Jedi had fallen victim to the charms of his surrounding, and specially its people. But Kael had managed to impress himself by displaying a level focus and maturity that was new to him. The thought made him look up to the sky while thinking of his former Master, now with the Force, or rotting in the ground. Who knows? The young Jedi Knight wondered if she would be proud of him, if she was watching him now and smiling. He touched his wrist, trying to reach the bracelet she had given to him all those years ago. It had been instinctive action, and destined to failure, since the simple object around his wrist was covered by his white armor.
The sound of “Seven” moving next to him managed to bring him back from the unpleasant memories. The short astromech was advancing next to its Master, calmly scanning its surroundings. Lights of all colors adorned the street they were currently in, matching the also colorful people of many races that were around the Jedi and his robotic companion. Kael had been to many impressive places during his last year of missions and travelling under the Order’s commands, but this one was unique, to say the least. He was supposed to be on his way to Coruscant already, coming back from another successful assignment, but that wouldn’t be happing any time soon. His transport was going through repairs, for Force knows how long, and he was stuck here.
He rubbed the back of his neck while thinking of how many turns and twists the initial mission had taken. It started off as a simple mission overseeing negotiations, but he ended having to escort the infamous pirate Lexo “Eight Fingers” to his home planet of Zeltros, since this was the procedure according to Republic laws regarding Zeltron criminals. Lexo wasn’t exactly the kind of person you want to make such a long trip with. He was annoying, sure, but more importantly, a very resourceful and sneaky bastard, who almost escaped twice. But that was water under the bridge now. The mission was over, and Kaelan had received the offer to stay for a month in “paradise” for the service he had provided. Apparently the Zeltron despised when one of their own took up a life of crime and brought dishonor to the peaceful and loving species. The Jedi had of course turned down this reward, but it seemed he would be staying for a while, one way or the other.