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Twilight on Coruscant was a spectacular sight; the setting sun's rays piercing out from the horizon, casting violet and crimson shades across the hulls of passing speeders, the spectacular lighting flashing off the mirrored structures as the colors slowly faded to black. Shadows crept out from their crevices and expanded across the surfaces, but lights from ever industrious businesses cast them out and shone out brightly. The ecumenopolis never slept.
Saia stood atop a floating landing platform, watching as the speeder which brought her slipped away. It had taken time to find a break from teaching her Padawan's to take a visit to the capital of the Republic. She wore dark grey robes which seemed to turn black as the night crept in, contrasting against the duracrete platform. Her blue eyes scanned the sky, watching the red rays slowly disappear as night crept in. A gust of wind kicked up, blowing her hair southerly and disturbing her robes. She cast her eyes in the direction the wind blew; a saddening sight rested on the horizon. The shattered Temple stood alone on the horizon, scaffolding surrounding its reaches. No doubt security had been escalated, but with a population spiralling into the tens of billions it was impossible, even for the Jedi, to monitor everyone. If they could, then perhaps that graceful structure would still be standing as it had for millennia past.
She tore her eyes away from the structure and looked once again to the sky, breathing in the chill yet polluted air of Coruscant. Something nagged at the back of her mind, but she paid no heed to it, instead thinking of the datapad in her hand and playing over the words she had read on it. Somehow she felt that tonight, reconnecting with her former master, would be interesting.
Saia stood atop a floating landing platform, watching as the speeder which brought her slipped away. It had taken time to find a break from teaching her Padawan's to take a visit to the capital of the Republic. She wore dark grey robes which seemed to turn black as the night crept in, contrasting against the duracrete platform. Her blue eyes scanned the sky, watching the red rays slowly disappear as night crept in. A gust of wind kicked up, blowing her hair southerly and disturbing her robes. She cast her eyes in the direction the wind blew; a saddening sight rested on the horizon. The shattered Temple stood alone on the horizon, scaffolding surrounding its reaches. No doubt security had been escalated, but with a population spiralling into the tens of billions it was impossible, even for the Jedi, to monitor everyone. If they could, then perhaps that graceful structure would still be standing as it had for millennia past.
She tore her eyes away from the structure and looked once again to the sky, breathing in the chill yet polluted air of Coruscant. Something nagged at the back of her mind, but she paid no heed to it, instead thinking of the datapad in her hand and playing over the words she had read on it. Somehow she felt that tonight, reconnecting with her former master, would be interesting.