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The Jedi Master stood silently as he awaited his partner. The beauty of the planet surrounding him was of a unique nature. The crystalin formations that made up the various cities of Christophis were gleaming, solar light glistening through them as rays of illumination found their way through the various asteroid belts that orbited the planet. The outer rim was a rough patch of space, this planet, literally a diamond in the rough stood out above all others. The only one in its system that could support life, how tragic that it was to be subjected to the horrors of war in mere moments.
He knew that the mission at hand would be a taxing one. It had been some time since he had been forced to resort to his lightsaber.
Since returning from his previous campaigns through the unknown regions, the hilt of the ancient Jedi weapons rested peacefully at his side, moving and walking with him submissive in its place, though always installing its presence upon the Jedis hip, as a reminder of what was to come, and that it too would pass.
The galaxy around him however was slowly but certainly spiraling out of control, war had plagued the Jedi and Galactic Alliance yet again, though he had not yet found himself at the tip of the spear. A matter of time, he knew before he would once again lower the mask that removed from him all sense of self, evolving him into a faceless weapon of the force. This exercise was to ensure he was nothing but prepaired.
He knew that the mission at hand would be a taxing one. It had been some time since he had been forced to resort to his lightsaber.
Since returning from his previous campaigns through the unknown regions, the hilt of the ancient Jedi weapons rested peacefully at his side, moving and walking with him submissive in its place, though always installing its presence upon the Jedis hip, as a reminder of what was to come, and that it too would pass.
The galaxy around him however was slowly but certainly spiraling out of control, war had plagued the Jedi and Galactic Alliance yet again, though he had not yet found himself at the tip of the spear. A matter of time, he knew before he would once again lower the mask that removed from him all sense of self, evolving him into a faceless weapon of the force. This exercise was to ensure he was nothing but prepaired.