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Tython, 0800 hours
It'd been a month and a half since Rosh had seen Kendra, a timeframe that felt to him like an agonizing eternity. Even when they were assigned together to the Slayer task force, he'd only been on one mission with her before he was called back to Tython to continue his training. So far, their relationship had a bare minimum -- meaning, none -- of any candlelight dinners and moonlight walks. Rosh intended to change that today.
But even then, they would only have this one day and the night together before Rosh had to leave for another mission. It might be the last time they'd see each other for a while, maybe even longer than the last time, and he wanted to make sure that it was memorable for the both of them.
For the first time in weeks he was able to shuck a suit of armor or a Jedi training tunic for his preferred pair of jeans and a t-shirt - a green one, at that, in honor of Kendra's favorite color. His astromech helped him pick the right shirt -- luckily the feisty machine was in a good mood, otherwise Rosh might have arrived wearing something of an .. unfitting, color. Like pink. Slung over his shoulder was a backpack that smelled peculiarly of picnic sandwiches.
Of course he wanted to surprise her, but Rosh knew that the moment he stepped out on to the landing platform housing her shuttle, Kendra would sense his presence. He anxiously waited for the Jedi Knight to emerge from her craft, heart racing like a swoop bike in anticipation of seeing her again.
It'd been a month and a half since Rosh had seen Kendra, a timeframe that felt to him like an agonizing eternity. Even when they were assigned together to the Slayer task force, he'd only been on one mission with her before he was called back to Tython to continue his training. So far, their relationship had a bare minimum -- meaning, none -- of any candlelight dinners and moonlight walks. Rosh intended to change that today.
But even then, they would only have this one day and the night together before Rosh had to leave for another mission. It might be the last time they'd see each other for a while, maybe even longer than the last time, and he wanted to make sure that it was memorable for the both of them.
For the first time in weeks he was able to shuck a suit of armor or a Jedi training tunic for his preferred pair of jeans and a t-shirt - a green one, at that, in honor of Kendra's favorite color. His astromech helped him pick the right shirt -- luckily the feisty machine was in a good mood, otherwise Rosh might have arrived wearing something of an .. unfitting, color. Like pink. Slung over his shoulder was a backpack that smelled peculiarly of picnic sandwiches.
Of course he wanted to surprise her, but Rosh knew that the moment he stepped out on to the landing platform housing her shuttle, Kendra would sense his presence. He anxiously waited for the Jedi Knight to emerge from her craft, heart racing like a swoop bike in anticipation of seeing her again.