Alexander Dregar
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Coruscant, was beautiful in its own way. Buildings so tall, they nearly touched the edge of the atmosphere, so many people, and some of the most beautiful parks one could find on any world. Not far from the Jedi Temple, Zach went to one of his favorite spots on the planet. While the young Sith was nervous about being here, he didn’t care. He was searching for information about Aria and the rest of the Formos orphans he had grown up with. His weapons, and equipment were all back in the shuttle, locked away, as he had no use for them right now. Zach wasn’t here to hunt, only try and figure out what happened to them.
Staring at a large fountain, sitting on a stone bench in a little green paradise near one of the sidewalk areas, Zach just daydreamed. It was okay to take a small break now and then, right? Smiling he looks over at the temple in the distance. He was careful to keep his force presence hidden, and not cause any problems. It wasn’t like he actually hated the Galactic Alliance or the Jedi after all. He respected their laws as best as he could, and respected the Jedi as warriors. However, that meant little, as he never had a choice in what to do. It was survival, pure and simple. Kill, and fulfill his promise to the Sith who saved him from a life of slavery, or be killed as a traitor.
Sighing he shakes his head. “No, I am here now, just relax.” The boy whispers to himself, gazing at the hypnotic water patterns in the fountain. Letting his body relax, his mind stayed vigilant, he had heard stories about what the Jedi did to captured Sith, and he had no desire to be one of them.
Staring at a large fountain, sitting on a stone bench in a little green paradise near one of the sidewalk areas, Zach just daydreamed. It was okay to take a small break now and then, right? Smiling he looks over at the temple in the distance. He was careful to keep his force presence hidden, and not cause any problems. It wasn’t like he actually hated the Galactic Alliance or the Jedi after all. He respected their laws as best as he could, and respected the Jedi as warriors. However, that meant little, as he never had a choice in what to do. It was survival, pure and simple. Kill, and fulfill his promise to the Sith who saved him from a life of slavery, or be killed as a traitor.
Sighing he shakes his head. “No, I am here now, just relax.” The boy whispers to himself, gazing at the hypnotic water patterns in the fountain. Letting his body relax, his mind stayed vigilant, he had heard stories about what the Jedi did to captured Sith, and he had no desire to be one of them.