Per my new OP template, thread is death enabled
It had been several days since the incident with the Sith Master and the Padawan Pack, but ultimately, all of the Jedi had managed to survive if only narrowly.
Ezra's distress was acute and unsurprising given the situation, but as everything had calmed down, she had wanted to see him about a topic that she already knew would be on his mind. Because it was also on her mind.
They were set to meet at a caf shop on one of Ithor's floating cities with an excellent view of the forbidden surface of the planet far below. She had ordered herself a pumpkin spice latte and had taken a seat, waiting for his arrival.
As she saw him approach, she smiled.
There was a 100% chance that I was going to mess up your order, sorry, she said, though one of these days she'd write it down right after he ordered so she could get his for him as well in the future.
Dash is doing well, she said, not a question but a statement. She knew that he would know, but Zathria, too, had been checking in with the medcenter on his status. How are you doing?
Ezra's distress was acute and unsurprising given the situation, but as everything had calmed down, she had wanted to see him about a topic that she already knew would be on his mind. Because it was also on her mind.
They were set to meet at a caf shop on one of Ithor's floating cities with an excellent view of the forbidden surface of the planet far below. She had ordered herself a pumpkin spice latte and had taken a seat, waiting for his arrival.
As she saw him approach, she smiled.
There was a 100% chance that I was going to mess up your order, sorry, she said, though one of these days she'd write it down right after he ordered so she could get his for him as well in the future.
Dash is doing well, she said, not a question but a statement. She knew that he would know, but Zathria, too, had been checking in with the medcenter on his status. How are you doing?