DANTOOINE, JEDI TEMPLE, SUBLEVEL
1.00pm local time
The elevator door creaked shut behind them, shutting out Dantooine's midday sun.
Dash tried to focus as they descended into the gloom. After the events of Eiram, he had thrown himself into his Jedi duties, picking up whatever assignments were going. His spat with Ezra and his friends on their group mission had left a bitter aftertaste. He and Ez were barely speaking and he was in no rush whatsoever to see Ferrin again. Only Leon still made Dash think positive thoughts, and the Adumarian had assignments of his own.
So Dantooine it was. The world was free of the Empire again after recent events and there was a genuine opportunity for the Jedi to move in a rebuild old alliances. Dash could certainly see the appeal, though he wished he was up top and out in front, using his charm to shake hands and talk people around. Instead, they had sent him down here, to clear the lower levels of whatever had moved in.
At least he would not be alone. The Rhinnalian glanced sneakily across at Dim. They had been roommates for a time on Ithor and Dash knew the Mirialan was pretty chilled, could handle his drink and was a dab hand with the guitar. It was their first mission together, but he was optimistic. Dim had already been less trouble than the Scrub Squad, turning up on time, being upbeat about their chances and admittedly looking a bit cute.
"How's your training been going man?" Dash asked. It was a long way down to the sublevel at this speed and he was keen to know how the Padawan was doing. As a Knight, he was supposed to help others along wherever he could, but Dim was a friend too. "Feeling up for this one?".
He adjusted the pauldron of his armour and started logging in to the datapad from his belt. The Order had given them some scant intel on what they might find, but Dash knew to take it with a pinch of salt by now.
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