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Mid Rim Territories____________________________________________________Hyperspace
Local Time 1606______________________________________Baan's Ship, The Trusty Steed
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The iridescent light dimly illuminated the communications room of Baan's Trusty Steed. The BT-7 Thunderclap was currently on course to intercept a bounty on the 16th moon of Gromas. The query in question didn't have a name, but sources indicated that the target was force sensitive. It had been awhile since he'd had the opportunity to go up against another that was gifted in the force. His time with the BA had seen him scouting the northern portion of the republic's territory for far longer than he'd like. It was time to get back into the saddle and the only way to do that was to pull his trusty steed out for a hunt.
Baan was garbed in his usual utilitarian garb, that did double time as both his military uniform and his Jedi robes. He'd removed his weapons for the time being except for his lightsaber. That weapon never left his person. Baan had taken the time to create a makeshift meditation area out of one of the corners of the com room and was preparing to begin his daily recalibration. This ritual involved various exercises and form work before eventually ending in meditation. His time in the BA taught him the importance of staying in shape while being confined to space and he'd created a simple calisthenic workout to combat his boredom as well as improve his fitness.
The workout was vigorous and taxing, Baan's body was slick with sweat from his efforts and he greatly looked forward to the stillness of his meditation. Kneeling down and finding rest upon his knees he losed his eyes and opened his mind to the force. Controlling his breathing with deep inhalation followed by slow and deliberate exhales the former jedi sank into a trance like state and allowed the force to carry his mind into the unknown. Normally, this practice wouldn't warrant anything. He'd simply stay in this position until he felt it was time to resume normal function, but today his mind recceeded to his past.
Looking through the eyes of his younger self, Baan recognized the landscape of his homeworld Chandrilla. He was in a meadow on the outskirts of a town he couldn't remember the name of. The sight of the green blades of grass dancing in the afternoon sun warmed his heart. The smell of various wildflowers was carried on the wind and songbirds carried their melodies across the field. As a smile tugged at this lips as his eyes scanned the horizon and as he did, he came across a small being surrounded by local fauna. There was no fear from the humanoid, rather he radiated elation. Drawn to the boy Baan couldn't help but notice the young man was using the force.
Not wanting to interrupt the gathering Baan waited for an opportunity to make his presence known.
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