Momento Amoris

The noon sun glared harshly off the sleek, silvery skin of the Jedi Courier, dazzling almost as bright as the star above. Below, a knight drew down his visor to shield his eyes, but his gaze never left the descending craft. Day by day starships were becoming more ubiquitous on Ukatis, even beyond its urban centers, but still his awe for them never dulled, particularly at the sight of such a graceful vessel. When better days came, he wished to travel the stars aboard one just like it.
The ship settled onto the meadow floor with a soft bounce upon its struts. A hiss followed as a ramp lowered from its side, and out of it emerged a tall, cloaked figure leading a speeder bike at his side. Where the courier gleamed with its mirror finish, his black garb seemed to swallow the light.
"You must be Ser Clayne," the newcomer called out as he closed the distance.
"Aye," the knight answered in accented Basic. "And you Ser Dawson?"
"Ah, I wish," the man replied with a low chuckle, pulling back his hood to reveal a youthful, smiling face. "Though I am a Jedi Knight, Mykel will do just fine."
"Very good," Clayne approved with a nod. "Whenever you're ready, Mykel."
The Jedi gave a small wave toward his ship before swinging onto his speeder. With a hum, the courier lifted off from the clearing, its crew and cargo bound for another corner of Ukatis. For them this had been only a brief detour of convenience.
It climbed fast, blurring silver as it rapidly accelerated towards cruising speed. Clayne was thankful for his visor, hiding how he gawked at the departing starship.
"That never gets old," Mykel said, eyes following the gleam overhead. "The Starbreeze is especially lovely."
"Truely," Clayne agreed. "Perhaps you would be open to me touring your vessel sometime?"
"That could certainly be arranged." Mykel replied as eased his speeder bike alongside Clayne's warhorse, their paths aligning. Clayne tipped his helmet toward the Jedi before leading him toward the Von Ascania estate up the path.

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