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Alpheridies
Note: This is obviously not Alpheridies.
Expansion Region; Farstey Sector; Abron System
It had been a few months since Akartin had returned to his home world, a few months since he had last spoken with his mother and father - both of whom were influential members of the Luka Sene. Since his departure from the planet, he had been rather busy with his training and during his off time he found that he still was not able to travel back to his home. But, as of late his training had been lax and so he had taken it upon himself to request a personal transport ship from the Republic to make a visit to his home. Due to the unfortunate placement of the planet, far away from any known trade routes; the planet was lacking in advanced technology or industrial cities. Alpheridies was a agricultural planet by necessity, their isolation forcing the Miraluka who inhabited the planet to become self sufficient. As such, their exports tended to be small computers, repulsorlift parts, and farming equipment. They needed little else to survive, and it was intended that way.
"Master Akartin, we are nearing the Abron System and subsequently the planet Alpheridies. I expect we will arrive in a few minutes.", the voice of the Captain of the ship interrupted his meditation in his room just shy of the captains quarters. The ship had a meditation room specifically made for the Jedi, but he preferred to be closer to the bridge in the event of an emergency; that and his angst for seeing his home had been gnawing at him since they exited Republic Space.
"Understood Captain, thank you.", came the reply from the Miraluka padawan as he stood from his kneeling position, but allowed his connection with the Force to remain open in the event that trouble was waiting for him when he and the Republic crew exited hyperspace. He remained silent as he made his way to the turbolift that would take him to the helm, where he would await arrival to Alpheridies.
It was only mere minutes, as the captain had predicted, before the ship and its personnel arrived in the Abron system with the planet of Alpheridies sitting in the bathing light of the infrared sun that the planet orbited. Akartin began to make his way towards the turbolift once again, when the ship dove slightly and began its entrance into the atmosphere of the planet.
Akartin watched with contained excitement as the ship approached land just outside of a large Miraluka industrial hub, one of the few that were on the planet. While it was a rather busy hub, there was also in the distant the headquarters of the Luka Sene; a group of Miraluka educators, teachers, and political officials would often reside. It was a sort of university in the eyes of many Miraluka, but in the eyes of outsiders it would seem as though it was a force-user dominated order. Though they focused primarily on expanding their force sensory related abilities over all others.
As the ships landing gear extended and the gentle thud of ship meeting earth, Akartin began to make his way towards the exit of the vessel. But, before stepping off the ship, he turned to the Captain who had followed him to the exit and stated, "Leave the comm channels open in the event that we will need aid. Please remain in the ship and let me know if the sensors pick up any additional craft that does not belong to the Republic or Miraluka."
"Understood, Master Akartin." came the reply of the captain as Akartin's order, watching as the Miraluka padawan turned away from the ship and began the walk to the city in the distance. It wasn't a long walk, and it had been some time since he had walked the fields of Alpheridies, so he didn't mind the walk.