Private The Blind Man's Kegger

[Vizion Trozky]

THE HUNTER-KNIGHT
ON A RUN ☛ SENATE DISTRICT ☛ CORUSCANT
Kara Jade

After some time in one of the temple’s training rooms that turned out rather different from what he’d been expecting, Vizion grabbed a short caf-nap - drink caf, lay down for nap, wake up when the caf kicks in - then readied himself and went back out into the daylight for a run, as he normally would in this part of the week.

He was well used to his feet pounding the pavement as he had been doing during any amount of downtime over the past couple of years, but nothing quite compared to going for a jog in the beautiful locales of Naboo, where he had spent half of his formative years, or several other places that similarly weren’t made wholly of duracrete, permacrete, and glasteel. Not that the lack of greenery would stop him.

The Brentaalan did have a few different routes he chose from when he ran, but sometimes he explored a little: like today, taking a different turn that he had planned out in advance to ultimately get him to some shops that weren’t along his usual routes of travel, with plans to take a hovertaxi back to his building after.

Now, he saw other runners on occasion when he went out, but these were often people he had no connection to... until he did, when shortly after making the turn that would take him in the direction of that collection of shops, Viz spotted a knot of blonde hair and then a face that he was absolutely certain he’d seen around the temple in passing, and decided to take the opportunity to maybe run with someone, for once.

Picking up the pace, he brought himself up alongside her. “Hey,” he started, “don’t normally run into other Jedi out here, but this isn’t my usual route.” Viz gave a short smile. “Vizion Trozky,” he introduced, indicating himself with a hand to his chest, “I have seen you around the temple before, haven’t I?”

 

[Kara Jade]

For the longest time, Kara never let herself keep to any particular routines. During her teenage years, she bounced around the galaxy searching for whatever next caught her fancy. It wasn’t until she had a run in with one Cassius Ordo that she found stability in her life again. She joined his crew, becoming a smuggler and living that kind of life for years. Right up until the old man eventually passed, and Kara found herself parting from those she had considered family.

She practically floated through the galaxy for the years that followed, until a fateful day that landed her in the sights of the New Jedi Order. Being a Padawan felt like being back in school, dedicating time and routine to studying and training.

And of course, something had to come along to disrupt that too. Though Kara couldn’t have anticipated pregnancy being what would cause it. She had to pause everything, only to find herself in a completely different kind of routine once Cass was born. Albeit, one that was a lot more exhausting and sleep depriving. But now that her son was old enough to not need her constant care, Kara had returned back to the Order, back to her old routines.

One of said routines was getting back to her daily runs. Kara often used the Temple’s facilities, but nothing could match the feel of running a determined route. What she hadn’t expected was to run into someone else who had the same idea.

She was surprised at first, but she returned Vizion’s smile with one of her own. “Kara Jade,” she introduced, trying to figure out if she recognized the man. His was a face she remembered in passing, but never a direct introduction until now. “You probably have yeah. I joined the order around…” Kara paused for a few moments, trying to remember. “Honestly, it feels like it’s been ages since then.” She let out a small laugh, shaking her head. “I had to step away from the Order to deal with a personal matter. But I recently returned, and undertook my trials to become a Jedi Knight.”

Vizion Trozky​