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Rising Stars and Fading Lights (Solan Charr)

Katarr. Once a beautiful world, now redused to a desolate landscape. And here, the descendent of it's only survivor sat on the surface, without any particularly good reason. She was here to remember, to see what Marr would have when she returned. It was the key to her. She didn't know why, but she knew that. Perhaps the Force willed it to be. Maybe she just wanted to learn from it. But in any case, here she was. She knew someone would come. She just didn't know what.
@[member="Solan Charr"]
 
Solan sat with his legs crossed beneath him and his eyes closed, focussing on the land around him, trying as he might sense anything that remained on this planet with no life. It was sad, abandoned, and cold not being able to sense anything but that was rectified as @[member="Saran Drast"]'s signature came into the forefront of his mind. An eye opened and he looked around him though she was not in view, all she needed to find was that there had to be someone on the planet so he stood and brought his hood over his head before letting his signature loose like a beacon, pointing her right to him.
 
Saran startled as she felt, or, rather for her, saw, @[member="Solan Charr"] off in the distance. Why was he here? He wanted to be found, which ment that his reason for being here was... questionable, at best. She may be a wanderer, but Saran was no idiot. At least, not that much of one. She called her saber to her hand, spinning the handle in her palm before grasping it tightly. The second blade, she loosed the other blade on her belt. She may need it. She walked, slowly, towards him.
 
Solan let his eyes glide over teh lifeless land and rest upon thefigure that now came into view, his brow rising as his pale blue eyes drew a cruious expression that accompanied the naturally dark and grim rings that went around his eyes. They betrayed his lack of sleep which appeared to have been none for months while they also showed a kind and soft expression that screamed contradiction. His feet brought him over the ground at slow pace before speaking in a calm voice just loud enough to be heard from about two meters from her. "Well, hello and welcome to Desolace, might i ask your name." @[member="Saran Drast"]
 
"Desolace? Such a name, while fitting does not belong to this world." She seemed annoyed at it, but if it angered her, she didn't show it. Instead, she simply asked "What bring you to Katarr?"
 
"Just getting away from civilization for a bit and keeping to myself, the noise of Coruscant can be far too much some times as it over stimulates my senses... You?" He crossed his hands behind him, having no reason to act in the same semi hostile nature that she did, infact he was kind of confused why she even drew her saber for combat that Solan would not start. @[member="Saran Drast"]
 
Sighing, Saran reclipped the blade in her hand to her belt. "I came to remember those who died. This planet is my history." Her face, and her aura, were crossed with sorrow for a moment. "Why we're you on Corosaunt?"

OOC: Sorry about the short posts. @[member="Solan Charr"]
 
"Well you see, im a Jedi Padawan... or will be one once i am assigned or find a master, that is why i was on Coruscant. And as for remembering those that died that is a much better reason than mine, i knew not anyone who can relate to such a thing as having a their home wiped off the face of the galaxy." He looked at the dead ground and rubbed his chin for a moment before bending down and touching it, he had heard that the Vong could regrow planets, maybe they could do it to Katarr in the future. @[member="Saran Drast"]
 

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