Green Bean
Thoughts. Fears. Worries. Those were things that nearly everyone had. At this current point of time, Shan had plenty of those. They had been bouncing around his head for days now and as much as he wished he could just turn his brain off and stop thinking, it was easier said than done. The Mirialan had thrown himself into saber and blaster training to try and distract himself but it hadn't worked. Even now, he was still wrestling with the thoughts of going to see his parents back on Nar Shaddaa. Why was he so paranoid about it? They were his parents, they'd be happy to see him if he went back to Nar Shaddaa...So why did something feel wrong about it? The Padawan just couldn't put his finger on it. There was just a strange uncomfortable feeling in the back of his mind that he just couldn't shake off.
Being in the Jedi Temple wasn't helping his thoughts whatsoever. Following a constant routine was something that he had believed would help distract himself but instead it had given him more time to think which he hadn't wanted. He had to find something that would distract him from the thoughts that swirling around in his mind. The idea came to him when he was walking down to the training room like usual. Shan hadn't actually allowed himself to just enjoy Coruscant. Everytime he had walked out onto the streets, it was always with the intention of helping other people. He hadn't ever thought about just walking around the streets and seeing what he could take in. What he could discover. He had been on the lower levels a fair few times, but perhaps a chance of scenery with the upper levels would help him find something to act as a distraction.
So that's what the Mirialan decided to do. Clipping his lightsaber to his belt and leaving the medical supplies behind for once, to go and wander the upper levels of Coruscant. He brushed down his robes to make sure he was at least some what presentable before setting out from the Temple. Almost straight away, the sounds of the streets and people around him were making him feel relaxed. It reminded him of how Nar Shaddaa sounded sometimes, though it was far more...relaxed compared to his home. Whilst the lower levels reminded him of the streets he grew up on, the upper levels were what he always imagined Nar Shaddaa could look like, if people made an effort there but he supposed most people couldn't be bothered to try and look after the moon.
The lights and sounds were actually helping to make Shan relax as he leaned against a railing. Turning his attention towards the airspeeders flying past, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. It was strange for him to think that before he came to the Jedi Temple, he didn't even know how to pilot a ship. He didn't even know how to shoot a blaster before coming to the planet. He had already changed so much since arriving but he wasn't sure if he was liking the changes. Shan just shook his head and carried on watching the airspeeders, smiling to himself.
Being in the Jedi Temple wasn't helping his thoughts whatsoever. Following a constant routine was something that he had believed would help distract himself but instead it had given him more time to think which he hadn't wanted. He had to find something that would distract him from the thoughts that swirling around in his mind. The idea came to him when he was walking down to the training room like usual. Shan hadn't actually allowed himself to just enjoy Coruscant. Everytime he had walked out onto the streets, it was always with the intention of helping other people. He hadn't ever thought about just walking around the streets and seeing what he could take in. What he could discover. He had been on the lower levels a fair few times, but perhaps a chance of scenery with the upper levels would help him find something to act as a distraction.
So that's what the Mirialan decided to do. Clipping his lightsaber to his belt and leaving the medical supplies behind for once, to go and wander the upper levels of Coruscant. He brushed down his robes to make sure he was at least some what presentable before setting out from the Temple. Almost straight away, the sounds of the streets and people around him were making him feel relaxed. It reminded him of how Nar Shaddaa sounded sometimes, though it was far more...relaxed compared to his home. Whilst the lower levels reminded him of the streets he grew up on, the upper levels were what he always imagined Nar Shaddaa could look like, if people made an effort there but he supposed most people couldn't be bothered to try and look after the moon.
The lights and sounds were actually helping to make Shan relax as he leaned against a railing. Turning his attention towards the airspeeders flying past, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. It was strange for him to think that before he came to the Jedi Temple, he didn't even know how to pilot a ship. He didn't even know how to shoot a blaster before coming to the planet. He had already changed so much since arriving but he wasn't sure if he was liking the changes. Shan just shook his head and carried on watching the airspeeders, smiling to himself.