Grey Eyes
The Lonestar 1 zipped through hyperspace, off to another intergalactic destination. A regular routine for Jasper at this point, but this was a far different occasion, one that had taken up an entire years worth of paperwork and behind the scenes planning. He had gotten pretty scruffy in that time, so he decided to at least het his hair cut and trim his face a little before departure. After all, he had something very important to show a good friend of his.
"Uh, thanks for coming on such short notice, Iris," Jasper apologized from the pilot's seat. "I know you probably have a decent amount on your plate, what with teaching and shadowing and all."
He was positively boiling over with excitement now. There was no way he could keep deflecting any more. Iris could probably tell that something was up anyways, so he should probably just get on with it.
"So... this isn't exactly a typical mission," the knight explained. "In fact, I don't think I'd call it that at all, though I figured you could probably already tell that something was up... Sorry for being misleading, but this is something that's still kind of on the down-low." He paused for a moment, scratching the back of his head. "I've been meaning to catch up with you and share what I've been doin, so I figured I'd do both at the same time. Oh, I think we're here."
Jasper's freighter slipped out of hyperspace, a looming shadow casting down from above in the distance. Very soon, a large vessel came into view...

It was the vessel of the next era. A sun that would break the dawn of the post Maw galaxy. This would be the New Jedi Order's platform off which reconstruction would launch. He didn't say that, but he thought it, which was dramatic enough in his head.
"Uh, y-yeah," Jasper frowned awkwardly. "That's it."