Jedi Maverick
Location: Lower levels of Coruscant, somewhere outside of Jax's apartment
Equipment: Leather Outfit, Jax's Prosthetic Arm, Jax's Second Lightsaber, Promise Ring to Jairdain, DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol
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If there was one thing that Jax hadn't seen in a long time was the sunrise over the city planet of Coruscant. Not that artificial chit that was used for the lower levels but a natural one that shone bright while the people were getting ready for their day. Jax walked out of his apartment heading for the city square. He smelt the scent of noodles and turned around to see a Protocol Droid inside of a food truck. Big neon lights began to flicker as the words "HOT FOOD" began to slowly pan. His stomach rumbling, Jax headed over to the food truck, slapped some credits onto the table and received a hot cup of noodles.
The Jedi Master plopped himself onto a bench next to the street and observed. Despite the conflicts it endured over the years, Coruscant still remained a planet of dreams, a planet where people go to make a name for themselves, a planet where you can find the very best or worst of people. Slurping on the long noodles, Jax frowned thinking about

Jax never knew Yuroic but with the way Jair talked about him, he sounded like a better man than he'll ever be. Jax was like the many people who didn't make it on Coruscant, lost and broken. Floundering around while cursing at the mirror, hating the reflection that was staring back at them. Jair's children wouldn't want a self-loathing individual like Jax in their lives, it was better to have them not know Jax. He sighed while continued to eat, Jax really wished he was at a battle right now.
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