Son of None
Location: Dathomir
Dathomir. Everything led here... or, led back to it. Maybe. It was beginning to look like the red planet was indeed his place of birth. The Flickerfox descended from the scarlet azure, docking gently on the crimson surface. Ace's eyes lingered on the landscape that lie outside of the cockpit's viewport.
As he took everything in, it all tugged at a sense of familiarility within him. The sky, the rock formations, the colors. All of it. His shoulders rose unnaturally high, then dropped low. Ace hadn't felt like this since the day he'd learned who his father was. Butterflies fluttered around in his stomach, he was so close to the truth... or at the very least, learning more about his mother. That was if he'd be able to find the Vinorl Kastan.
All he knew was that the Jedi was on Dathomir, coming here when he took the Barash Vow. There was a chance he was either dead or no longer on the planet but... the Force, it was like a warmth in his chest. Reassuring. As if to tell him 'you're on the right path'. Gently, he placed his palm over his chest and smirked. Ace would find Vinorl, the Force would guide him. As it always did.
The Flickerfox's docking ramp lowered and he descended it. His black boots pressed into the rocky surface of the crimson planet. Now, that he was actually here - the familiarity, the resonance... it became stronger. Like his very cells were reacting to this place, or the planet was calling to him.
Nyxara
As he took everything in, it all tugged at a sense of familiarility within him. The sky, the rock formations, the colors. All of it. His shoulders rose unnaturally high, then dropped low. Ace hadn't felt like this since the day he'd learned who his father was. Butterflies fluttered around in his stomach, he was so close to the truth... or at the very least, learning more about his mother. That was if he'd be able to find the Vinorl Kastan.
All he knew was that the Jedi was on Dathomir, coming here when he took the Barash Vow. There was a chance he was either dead or no longer on the planet but... the Force, it was like a warmth in his chest. Reassuring. As if to tell him 'you're on the right path'. Gently, he placed his palm over his chest and smirked. Ace would find Vinorl, the Force would guide him. As it always did.
The Flickerfox's docking ramp lowered and he descended it. His black boots pressed into the rocky surface of the crimson planet. Now, that he was actually here - the familiarity, the resonance... it became stronger. Like his very cells were reacting to this place, or the planet was calling to him.
Nyxara