Waiting in the sky
He’d been there, flying support. A shuttle to help pull downed fighters from the brink. There to give his support and skills to the Republic. His father wanted him to stay out of it. But that wasn’t possible.
He was a Starchaser.
And in the aftermath, the Tide of Light ships arrived. Helping pull the Republic out of the fray. Corellian ships supported by Mon Cal cruisers. Destination?
Kattada.
The world owed its protection to the High Republic and they supported in turn. Jedi. Pilots. Explorers. Information.
Now? Rest. Relaxation. Healing.
Jedi and Witch healers alike were on stand by. Mechanics in the hangars offering parts, tools and time.
But for Jared, back on the Enclave world? It meant finding himself the cheapest tiki bar on the beach with a volleyball net.
And posting up.
Defeat was always sour. But he didn’t let the Sith bastards get him down for long.
He was a Starchaser.
And in the aftermath, the Tide of Light ships arrived. Helping pull the Republic out of the fray. Corellian ships supported by Mon Cal cruisers. Destination?
Kattada.
The world owed its protection to the High Republic and they supported in turn. Jedi. Pilots. Explorers. Information.
Now? Rest. Relaxation. Healing.
Jedi and Witch healers alike were on stand by. Mechanics in the hangars offering parts, tools and time.
But for Jared, back on the Enclave world? It meant finding himself the cheapest tiki bar on the beach with a volleyball net.
And posting up.
Defeat was always sour. But he didn’t let the Sith bastards get him down for long.