Lingering on Corellia

[LaPurple]

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Corellia. Famed planet to many in the galaxy. The planet seemed to have a little bit of everything. That is what brought Saviin Junar to its capital city of Coronet. He needed new ship parts and had heard word of a dealer who sold them for next to nothing. Otherwise it would've just been cheaper to buy them on Naboo. The man had taken this time also to escape from everything for a few days and Saviin couldn't handle it another minute.

Arriving several days ago, Saviin had found time to purchase the parts and pay someone to apply them to his ship. In the meantime the jedi explored the planet's popular city. Having never been to Corellia, everything intrigued him. He knew he looked like a tourist walking around constantly with his head up looking at every structure possible.

Perhaps that is what brought to much attention to him. All someone had to do was catch a glimpse of a lightsaber under his cape to know what he was.

Saviin did not treat himself to these sort of excursions often. So when choosing where to stay upon his arrival, padawan Junar had found a nice large hotel where he stayed on the 45th floor. He had tried to enjoy his "vacation" of sorts, but it seemed less enjoyable since he was alone. This was his own fault however. Unlike many jedi of modern times, Junar followed some of the old teachings. He did not believe that other jedi should have emotional attachment such as partners. It always made the jedi have something they were afraid to lose. If anything, history proved what lengths they will go to when jedi are faced with losing the ones they love. For this reason, Saviin vowed to live life alone.

These inner thoughts were getting to the best of the jedi. With one more glance at the empty white room, he left. Pressing the control panel quickly for his door to shut, the jedi made his way to the roof. Rather than using a lift to get himself there, he took the stairs. The stairwell was nicely lit, as it should be in any fancy hotel.

He was still surprised to be there. In a place like Coronet on his own accord. It was liberating, but still lonely. These thoughts went through his head until he reached the height of the hotel building. While the control panel allowing access to the roof was locked, Saviin had some help from the Force to open it.

As the door opened, the high-altitude wind was rather a shock. Padawan Junar was forced to stand straight until he adjusted to the wind.

Walking towards the edge, he looked out on the twilight of night. Orange and red flooded the sky as the sun set. The ocean water was calm rocking back and forth. Yet, something did not feel right. Saviin knew it was time to leave as soon as possible.