Steel Wraith
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Apr 21, 2017
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Coruscant. What a...normal-ish world. As the transport landed, Skaut could see the surface of the planet. Tall buildings, a large marketplace, and a large spaceport covered the area around the landing pad. He could feel the raw Force energy of the Sith planet. A perfect place for a Sith Acolyte to learn how to use the Dark Side of the Force. There were buildings around for miles, except for the empty and abandoned buildings and alleyways where the landing pad was. The people there were farmers and merchants, mainly. He walked off the transport, with nothing but his lightsaber and blaster pistol on his belt. He flipped up the mask and hood, so he could remain anonymous among the citizens.
"Better go somewhere where no one will bother me." Skaut said to himself quietly, looking around. There should be plenty of those. He walked around the city, following the packed streets until it came to an abandoned building. He went straight, right into the building. He eventually found a spot next to an old water heater, with plenty of heat, food shops and bars. He took off his cloak and mask, letting the lights come down, and the shattered only letting in so much, the light made spots of yellow and bright light on the floor and onto him. The shimmer of his red and black armor left red light all over the ground.
He walked to the edge of the stream of light, and sat down. He began meditating upon the Dark Side of the Force, feeling the raw power surrounding him. He felt...at some level, peace. He felt the gentle breeze of smokestacks and people breathing flowing through the whole building, through his hair. He felt it on his face, cooling it from the warm heater that radiated around upon him. He began to try and tap into that power. Imagining it as a painter, picking out which paints to use, standing in front of a large canvas, or a musician learning an instrument for the first time. Or maybe a child taking the first steps. After all, this would take practice.
@DudeTheManatee
"Better go somewhere where no one will bother me." Skaut said to himself quietly, looking around. There should be plenty of those. He walked around the city, following the packed streets until it came to an abandoned building. He went straight, right into the building. He eventually found a spot next to an old water heater, with plenty of heat, food shops and bars. He took off his cloak and mask, letting the lights come down, and the shattered only letting in so much, the light made spots of yellow and bright light on the floor and onto him. The shimmer of his red and black armor left red light all over the ground.
He walked to the edge of the stream of light, and sat down. He began meditating upon the Dark Side of the Force, feeling the raw power surrounding him. He felt...at some level, peace. He felt the gentle breeze of smokestacks and people breathing flowing through the whole building, through his hair. He felt it on his face, cooling it from the warm heater that radiated around upon him. He began to try and tap into that power. Imagining it as a painter, picking out which paints to use, standing in front of a large canvas, or a musician learning an instrument for the first time. Or maybe a child taking the first steps. After all, this would take practice.
@DudeTheManatee
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