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Time: Late Morning
Weather: Sunny and Clear
The Journey to Tython had taken a lot less longer than the boy had expected. He sat next to a window on the transport ship. The tickets had plummeted in price lately after the news from the republic. Not that such things ever bothered him anymore, life was always dangerous in the end. The still-healing injury on his arm was a testimony to that after the encounter on Ossus, he still couldn't get the memory of that day out of his mind, it was burnt in there along with the saber burn to his arm. He had at least managed to pick up a more fitting cloak that he kept wrapped around his tattered clothing, the last bit of clothing the man who had started his journey had given him. Funny how things seem to end up the same way, just like when he was found by that man who gave him some proper clothes to wear instead of his rags he had been wearing now he was once again in rags.
He didn't have many credits to this name, the encounter with the sith had seen to that previously and the hand out he had been given were starting to run low. But what he had left allowed him a simple choice, a choice to head to Tython a place he had never been or to head to Ord Mantel and continue trying to become a smuggler. For some unknown reason, something in him told him to go to Tython.
Through the flight and travel, he had been practicing placing a bubble around himself with the limited force experience he had, But he had soon stopped when they entered the atmosphere of the planet. Like with all planets to him he could feel it to a degree. The warmth of this planet and the calmness was something truly unique. It was almost like floating in a warm water that washed any aches and pains away.
The transport landed as a few people shuffled off the ship, welcomed by some guards that seemed to be keeping an eye out for any trouble. As Jexz shuffled through the collection of people his eyes caught that of one of the guards who simply looked at the boy with a frown for a moment before a smile appeared on his face and giving him a nod.
Strange man, Jexz though, he had no idea why the man had simply looked at him and not even bothered to harras what obviously was a beggar or street rat passing through an active area. The next few moments passed in a blur of going down metal ramp ways and stone steps leading out into a path road, in the distance he could see the tip of a structure. But his eyes trailed away towards the greenery of the planet.
Not knowing where he was going he began to walk towards the forest area, the sound of water heard in the distance. As the boy emerged from the trees and rich green life of the small forest he was welcomed by the sight of a lake, with a tumbling waterfall at the back.
He continued to walk forwards towards the water, not that he could swim, not paying much attention to where he was going as he bumped into a stack of rocks. They had been perfectly balanced one on top of another, the bump was enough to cause the four stacked rocks to begin to fall.
Without thinking he reached a hand forwards towards the three rocks that fell, the forth already being on the ground. All three rocks held midair for a few moments, as he slowly lowered them to the ground. Pulling his hand back into his body, the look of uncertainty across his face. Doing things like this had started to become too easy and happen too frequently now.
Jexz sat down on the ground and began to pick up one of the rocks, carefully positioning it onto the bottom rock, nudging it slightly back and forth with his hands trying to find the perfect balancing point. When it fell he would pick it back up and start again.
Weather: Sunny and Clear
The Journey to Tython had taken a lot less longer than the boy had expected. He sat next to a window on the transport ship. The tickets had plummeted in price lately after the news from the republic. Not that such things ever bothered him anymore, life was always dangerous in the end. The still-healing injury on his arm was a testimony to that after the encounter on Ossus, he still couldn't get the memory of that day out of his mind, it was burnt in there along with the saber burn to his arm. He had at least managed to pick up a more fitting cloak that he kept wrapped around his tattered clothing, the last bit of clothing the man who had started his journey had given him. Funny how things seem to end up the same way, just like when he was found by that man who gave him some proper clothes to wear instead of his rags he had been wearing now he was once again in rags.
He didn't have many credits to this name, the encounter with the sith had seen to that previously and the hand out he had been given were starting to run low. But what he had left allowed him a simple choice, a choice to head to Tython a place he had never been or to head to Ord Mantel and continue trying to become a smuggler. For some unknown reason, something in him told him to go to Tython.
Through the flight and travel, he had been practicing placing a bubble around himself with the limited force experience he had, But he had soon stopped when they entered the atmosphere of the planet. Like with all planets to him he could feel it to a degree. The warmth of this planet and the calmness was something truly unique. It was almost like floating in a warm water that washed any aches and pains away.
The transport landed as a few people shuffled off the ship, welcomed by some guards that seemed to be keeping an eye out for any trouble. As Jexz shuffled through the collection of people his eyes caught that of one of the guards who simply looked at the boy with a frown for a moment before a smile appeared on his face and giving him a nod.
Strange man, Jexz though, he had no idea why the man had simply looked at him and not even bothered to harras what obviously was a beggar or street rat passing through an active area. The next few moments passed in a blur of going down metal ramp ways and stone steps leading out into a path road, in the distance he could see the tip of a structure. But his eyes trailed away towards the greenery of the planet.
Not knowing where he was going he began to walk towards the forest area, the sound of water heard in the distance. As the boy emerged from the trees and rich green life of the small forest he was welcomed by the sight of a lake, with a tumbling waterfall at the back.
He continued to walk forwards towards the water, not that he could swim, not paying much attention to where he was going as he bumped into a stack of rocks. They had been perfectly balanced one on top of another, the bump was enough to cause the four stacked rocks to begin to fall.
Without thinking he reached a hand forwards towards the three rocks that fell, the forth already being on the ground. All three rocks held midair for a few moments, as he slowly lowered them to the ground. Pulling his hand back into his body, the look of uncertainty across his face. Doing things like this had started to become too easy and happen too frequently now.
Jexz sat down on the ground and began to pick up one of the rocks, carefully positioning it onto the bottom rock, nudging it slightly back and forth with his hands trying to find the perfect balancing point. When it fell he would pick it back up and start again.