Hijinks
Cheshire Shi'ido
Jink was in an odd mood today. Being on Coruscant was always weird for him, since he could see the city-world as it had been before the first time it was sacked, over five thousand years ago, almost superimposed over what he could see. Of course, he hadn't even been alive then. The Escher had for some reason decided to pull him into a vision of Darth Malgus' sacking of the planet in that ancient Galactic War, only four years before the purple-haired cat had decided to see the galaxy for himself.
But why this was relevant while he sat on the roof of a building near what used to be the Senate Tower, he didn't know. Even with the tower itself gone, and the Jedi Enclaves here in ashes, the Galactic City still retained most of the beauty of its past.
But Jink had nothing to do while Carliah visited the Sith Palace, so he continued to sit, sometimes idly swiping at passing birds to relieve the monotony.
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But why this was relevant while he sat on the roof of a building near what used to be the Senate Tower, he didn't know. Even with the tower itself gone, and the Jedi Enclaves here in ashes, the Galactic City still retained most of the beauty of its past.
But Jink had nothing to do while Carliah visited the Sith Palace, so he continued to sit, sometimes idly swiping at passing birds to relieve the monotony.
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