Gabriel Pryce
Out of Time
"The dreams, they're getting worse." Gabriel ran a hand through his hair. It had gone from black to light brown like his father's in his teenage years. Now he'd come full circle. His kid said it fit his near-constant scowl and dower mood.
"Hmmm," One of Rana Tau's face tentacles wandered a little too close to his face as she rubbed her chin in thought. "Have you thought about leaving the Core?" Gabriel looked up sharply. Leaving? By the Light, it had been...Years since he'd even thought about it. Sure he left Coruscant for trips back home on Corellia, but even that was mostly work. A lecture here, checking on the Saber there, popping in to say hello to his mother at the ranch. Rana Tau's brow fell. "When was the last time you even checked the Frontier Office?" Gabriel winced. Years.
"I have everything I need here-" Rana raised a wrinkled finger, stopping him in his tracks. She was older than he but had only reached the rank of Master a few years prior. Rana was one of Jedi healers, though she specialized in therapy and she'd seen Gabriel through many an injury both physical and emotional. Now she treated him like a Pamarthen grandmother, the strange mix of accents somehow sounding more stern than awkward.
"You'll go there today. No exceptions. Find a mission that calls to you. Let the Force be your guide. Some Jedi are meant to stay here at the Temple. It is their calling. You are not one of those."
He caught the last tram before rush hour kicked in. There weren't many shuttles or shuttle crews left, though the schedule board indicated more would arrive before the end of the day. Ten years ago he'd have known most of the pilots here. Now he knew no one. Damn that Rana. He outranked her didn't he? If anyone looked at the two of them though, they'd likely call her the senior Master. Let the Force guide him? What was he? Some fresh braided Padawan? Sometimes he wished he could return to those days.
"Something out of the Core..." he muttered, following the list of mission locations with a gloved finger. There was a lot going on in the Outer Rim, but he didn't much feel drawn that far out. He felt he'd spent more than enough time out there. Let the younger Jedi handle those.