Hal Terrano
Prince of Porridge
Free in the Park, Amar
Festival season had hit, hard.
The free people of the galaxy had every right to enjoy their lives. The sudden invasion of Coruscant had certainly put a damper on life in Republic space. Okay, I'll concede, damper was a light way of putting it. The people were frightened. If Coruscant, the centre, the capital of the Republic could fall so easily then what of their own planets?
So the people would choose to forget, they would bury themselves in music and passion. Keep spirits alive by living each day as if it were their last, because it very well could have been.
So let's visit one such display of diversion.
Free in the Park, also known by the locals as Pee in the Dark. It was hosted in a very large field upon the unremarkable planet of Amar. The local Amarans, being champion traders welcomed these affairs to their world, they could charge an extortionate amount for gizka hot dogs and bantha burgers. They would even charge to use the toilet. So nobody would use the toilet. Thus the name.
However, where joviality lurked there had to be restraint, common sense, to protect and crack down upon the sale of spice and death sticks and thus stationed at the festival were a few Jedi, and who better to place at the scene of emotion and fun than Jedi Padawan Hal Terrano?
This was sarcasm.
The man's arms were folded across his broad chest as he donned those robes of iconic brown and that oh-so-familiar grimace. Beady blue eyes were trained upon a couple engaged in a spot of extreme PDA. The urge to move them on was great, but for the moment he just stood surrounded by his aura of grump.
[member="Avalore Eden"]
Festival season had hit, hard.
The free people of the galaxy had every right to enjoy their lives. The sudden invasion of Coruscant had certainly put a damper on life in Republic space. Okay, I'll concede, damper was a light way of putting it. The people were frightened. If Coruscant, the centre, the capital of the Republic could fall so easily then what of their own planets?
So the people would choose to forget, they would bury themselves in music and passion. Keep spirits alive by living each day as if it were their last, because it very well could have been.
So let's visit one such display of diversion.
Free in the Park, also known by the locals as Pee in the Dark. It was hosted in a very large field upon the unremarkable planet of Amar. The local Amarans, being champion traders welcomed these affairs to their world, they could charge an extortionate amount for gizka hot dogs and bantha burgers. They would even charge to use the toilet. So nobody would use the toilet. Thus the name.
However, where joviality lurked there had to be restraint, common sense, to protect and crack down upon the sale of spice and death sticks and thus stationed at the festival were a few Jedi, and who better to place at the scene of emotion and fun than Jedi Padawan Hal Terrano?
This was sarcasm.
The man's arms were folded across his broad chest as he donned those robes of iconic brown and that oh-so-familiar grimace. Beady blue eyes were trained upon a couple engaged in a spot of extreme PDA. The urge to move them on was great, but for the moment he just stood surrounded by his aura of grump.
[member="Avalore Eden"]