Sometimes the simple truth was that hard work needed to be done.
The kind of hard work that didn't see an awful lot of respect in the short term, work that didn't seem to be important to a lot of people but work that needed to be done to create a foundation for others. Hard work like removing some of the massive obstructions that littered the city. As it was right now, several of the main road intersections were completely impassible.
Certainly, speeders meant that roads weren't as important as they had once been but there were still too many of the low-flight-level speeders around that meant they needed to clear the rubble at least until it was at a much more manageable level. Walking down the ruined main street, Max couldn't help but think that the task ahead of them was going to be rather larger than expected.
He was damned sure that he had seen half a building cluttering up one of the streets that branched off from the main street a few exits back. That one would be something alright.
There had been proposals on how to deal with such heavy obstacles but Max hadn't gotten too involved in the discussions back at the base camp. Instead he merely sat himself down atop a smooth piece of stone just off from the central plaza of the main city. Drawing himself deeper into himself, he reached out to touch at the Force as he waited for his ally to arrive so that they could begin.
@Edmusra