Per my new OP template, thread is death enabled
Zathria and Ezra had come a long way out from any stronghold of the Jedi. Once again, she found herself glad that she didn't spend most of her "down time" at Jedi temples because they seemed like a prime place to end up getting killed.
She had been beyond relieved that Ezra wasn't on Ithor and that he had been safe after his disappearance. And no longer her Padawan. She couldn't have been more proud of him and all he had done. He had come a long way from where she had first met him, and she knew that great things still lay ahead of him.
They met on Batuu, toward the far edge of the Outer Rim and the Unknown Region. He had told her that he wanted to look into unusual technologies, and while she was smart enough to know that she knew almost nothing about that, she also knew that an extra body watching his back would be critical.
Especially if they were looking for signs of the Grysk. A technologically advanced race that was rarely seen in the galaxy was worked almost strictly by proxy, they were a whispered fear throughout this whole region of space. Although it had been many years, it was not unheared of for the Grysk to poke around this area.
No pressure for the Knightly duo.
Zathria had ordered herself a coldbrew caf and waited for Ezra with a breve, 3 shots, spritz of cinnamon with half blue and half coconut milk. At the entire outpost, she had picked out the best caf shop as a meeting point for the two of them.
She had been beyond relieved that Ezra wasn't on Ithor and that he had been safe after his disappearance. And no longer her Padawan. She couldn't have been more proud of him and all he had done. He had come a long way from where she had first met him, and she knew that great things still lay ahead of him.
They met on Batuu, toward the far edge of the Outer Rim and the Unknown Region. He had told her that he wanted to look into unusual technologies, and while she was smart enough to know that she knew almost nothing about that, she also knew that an extra body watching his back would be critical.
Especially if they were looking for signs of the Grysk. A technologically advanced race that was rarely seen in the galaxy was worked almost strictly by proxy, they were a whispered fear throughout this whole region of space. Although it had been many years, it was not unheared of for the Grysk to poke around this area.
No pressure for the Knightly duo.
Zathria had ordered herself a coldbrew caf and waited for Ezra with a breve, 3 shots, spritz of cinnamon with half blue and half coconut milk. At the entire outpost, she had picked out the best caf shop as a meeting point for the two of them.