Syd Celsius
The Reflection
Wearing: NJO Jumpsuit (Green)
Hooded Cloak (Green)
Armed With: Synthetic Crystal Lightsaber (Aqua)
Coruscant Sub-Level--unknown designate
Syd walked the ancient, abandoned level of Coruscant, having been drawn here by old memories as much by a small Jedi expedition, operating under the name Surt'r.
Ancient towers and streets once bustling with activity lay curiously silent, some forgotten calamity having made people leave their vehicles and flee long ago. Old advertisements lay half rotting on walls and billboards.
She had come here, just before the Plague ended. Or had it been The Amalgam, when the Reflection had not yet separated from her. She wasn't sure. But she knew she had to be here.
Syd had her cloak up, keeping her face, a face she couldn't stand having, obscured in shadow as she approached the forgotten temple in the middle of the abandoned level. It was not as impressive as the one on the top level. More fort like due to the pressure of the time. But it was being excavated by teams of Jedi, baffled that it had avoided getting listed in their databases somehow.
Syd knew their jaws would fall to the floor if they ever found out just how much had been deleted from their archives over the centuries. Or how much had never been recorded.
She had contented herself with scouting, battling the whispers in her skull, healing the random Knight who had gotten injured during the excavation. It almost reminded her of the Lothal Temple.
Suddenly, she paused in an abandoned plaza, peering around as other Jedi snapped shots of the area, taking notes.
She realized that whatever reason the Force had brought her here, that reason would be heading her direction soon...
Syd didn't know what that meant. But not in a position to question anything, decided to idly examined an old statue of Han Solo while she waited...
Joland Graves
Hooded Cloak (Green)
Armed With: Synthetic Crystal Lightsaber (Aqua)
Coruscant Sub-Level--unknown designate
Syd walked the ancient, abandoned level of Coruscant, having been drawn here by old memories as much by a small Jedi expedition, operating under the name Surt'r.
Ancient towers and streets once bustling with activity lay curiously silent, some forgotten calamity having made people leave their vehicles and flee long ago. Old advertisements lay half rotting on walls and billboards.
She had come here, just before the Plague ended. Or had it been The Amalgam, when the Reflection had not yet separated from her. She wasn't sure. But she knew she had to be here.
Syd had her cloak up, keeping her face, a face she couldn't stand having, obscured in shadow as she approached the forgotten temple in the middle of the abandoned level. It was not as impressive as the one on the top level. More fort like due to the pressure of the time. But it was being excavated by teams of Jedi, baffled that it had avoided getting listed in their databases somehow.
Syd knew their jaws would fall to the floor if they ever found out just how much had been deleted from their archives over the centuries. Or how much had never been recorded.
She had contented herself with scouting, battling the whispers in her skull, healing the random Knight who had gotten injured during the excavation. It almost reminded her of the Lothal Temple.
Suddenly, she paused in an abandoned plaza, peering around as other Jedi snapped shots of the area, taking notes.
She realized that whatever reason the Force had brought her here, that reason would be heading her direction soon...
Syd didn't know what that meant. But not in a position to question anything, decided to idly examined an old statue of Han Solo while she waited...
Joland Graves