The ride from Onderon was long...almost torturously long for Aron. Luckily he had his own row of seats, no one wanted to really sit next to him once he shot a glance their way. Usually, that'd bother Aron...but in situations like that he was glad for it. He could relax, and no one would bother him or crowd his space.
Still. It was too long.
When he finally arrived on Coruscant, the last thing he wanted to do was hop on another Shuttle bound for the Jedi Temple, but the sooner he was...'home' the better. This ride was short, and he was the only one there. He had sent a message to his father telling him what Aron was doing, and his father sent one back that he had a friend who would meet Aron there.
A friend? What friend? And a Jedi? Dad knew Jedi?
It was...perplexing. Not the type of company he expected his father to keep...but oh well.
The shuttle finally touched down in the hanger of the Jedi Temple, and Aron was immediately taken in by the majesty of the architecture. He gawked for a few moments, just absorbing the visuals, before finally he noticed a figure who was waiting by the landing pad. It was....someone younger than himself.
This is the friend? Aron thought to himself as he approached. Dad had neglected to provide a name, or what he looked like. But...seeing someone here waiting...it had to be him, Aron just couldn't believe it.
"Erm...Hello." He said, waving as he approached, shouldering a backpack that held a few clothes and mementos from home. Crimson eyes staring confusingly at the man before him.
"Are you...I mean, I-...I'm Aron?" He said as if asking a question,
"Do...you know my father?"
Aris Noble