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[Erek'Ard Wagvar]

Via
Antiquus City
[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

Ah... Everybody was so different. Time had passed and nearly nothing was like it used to be. The last time Erek walked on strange lands was many hundred years ago. Then the whole galaxy was different: many planets people know nowadays hadn't been found yet. And now, to celebrate the loveliness of being 'alive' again, Erek had come to a planet in the edge of the galaxy. It was called Via and it was supposed to be a planet which doesn't know anything about violence. At least that's what Erek had heard.

The man had a starfighter under his control that time and the best way to use it was to go lurking around the galaxy with it. Well, to be honest, he flew to the planet with a transport ship which was supposed to transport some goods to the planet. They were a funny bunch of people who seemed to enjoy being happy. Unlike some people in the galaxy...

Erek, stop thinking about the past.

When they landed, the man understood how beautiful everything is and so he decided not to go wandering around with a starfighter. Instead, he wanted to see what's going on in the city in which they had landed. It was called Antiquus City and to be honest, it was a beautiful place. There were lovely people... who didn't talk to each other.

Honestly, they just walked around silently, nearly never making any contact with others.

It was weird.

Erek was not seen by many people. Most of the residents were blind and it was really strange to be in a place where almost nobody can see you. But that didn't stop the Jedi from enjoying the city. It was full of architectural beauties and cultural locations. He could have visited a museum, a library, a cinema, a theatre or whatever he would have wanted to.

But he just inspected the strange silent people.

 

[Lord Gaius]

Hasjo shrouded himself in the robes of the Silver Jedi Order. Unlike the traditional brown clothing of the Republics Jedi Order. He wore a silver cloak, with the hood drawn over his head-tresses. His tunic was a light grey and his trousers a dark grey. They matched the metallic colour of his lightsaber pike hilt and belt, to which the pike was attached. His connection to the force was weak, and among other force users, he was often over-looked and undetected. In a crowd of Miraluka, he suddenly became a black dot in a field of white. He thought it strange, and he smiled. A rare sight for the Nautolan. Though this was not a crowd of Miraluka, and his presence may yet go undetected here. He stole glances left and right, at those that wandered silently, and sullen. He wished to help, but they were not the reason he was here.

Hasjo Hallu, Knight of the Silver Jedi Order had been assigned to Via to investigate a slave-ring in the system the planet belonged within. The buildings that encased him into the metropolis reminded him of a Chiss scientist known as Sukh'Al'Lee. He would have been eyeballing every inch of this city, if he wasn't too busy scoffing at all the aliens first. The Chiss' distaste for aliens was evident the moment you met him. And the Nautolan recalled an incident that Sukh had actually punched Hasjo in the face. He had struck a commanding officer, but Hasjo had let it go. Knowing the ignorance within the man, hoping that one day he may change. He'd been proven wrong a hundred times, and he would continue to be proven wrong a hundred times more. His eyes darted right, and he saw someone. The Nautolan halted, studying [member="Erek'Ard Wagvar"].

 

[Erek'Ard Wagvar]

Trying to find a decent person, Erek started moving. He knew there would have to be some other people in the city. At least the other people, the transport ship personnel, had to be there. Finding them would have been a difficult task as the city was big and they were most likely really separated from each other at that moment. So instead of finding them, the Jedi spent at least five minutes of wandering around with no outcome.

But instead of finding others, he found a... green person. Well, he did not find him, he more like... noticed him. However, he did not set his steps towards him. He wanted to be sure about him. He had to know, that the strange person is good. Would have he been an evil person, Erek wouldn't have had enough skills to fight him. He was clearly very rusty when it came to fighting at all. He would have to start from the very beginning. Again.

But curiosity grew in the man and so he started moving towards the green alien who had kind of like... green hair things? When being only about twenty metres away from him, the Umbaran spoke, "Hi! Who are you?" He was not trying to be rude, his voice was friendly.

[member="Hasjo Hallu"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

"Hi! Who are you?" [member="[/COLOR]Erek'Ard Wagvar"] asked.
Hasjo answered when the man had closed a suitable distance between them. "Hasjo Hallu, Jedi Knight." The Nautolan looked the Umbaran over. The Force permeated from his very being. He clasped his hands together in front of himself. He recalled his former days as a Padawan under the tutelage of Master Sochi Ru. He had gone to hell and back with his Master. Hasjo queried the man "For who's allegiance do you stake?"

 

[Erek'Ard Wagvar]

"Ah, a Jedi! I, too, am a Jedi, I suppose," Erek spoke, his voice sounding just like always, being playful, optimistic and seemingly unnormal. His voice was soft, not too low, and innocent. "At least I was a long time ago." He grinned.

"Oh, yeah, you may call me Erek!" he spoke, grinning again, yet this time, he was a bit embarrassed. "Sorry, should've introduced myself first." To be honest, Erek was really outgoing and extroverted. He was often seen as an annoying person, mostly in the Jedi Temples. Yeah, he was a bit talkative sometimes, but not too often, right?

Anyways, at the moment, he was in a really good mood. Interesting was the fact, that he forgot, that he was supposed to do something on the planet.

[member="Hasjo Hallu"]