PELAGAR SPACEPORT - TAPANI SECTOR
It felt strange, setting foot onto the same planet he once called home. Now it was little more than a fragmented memory, with only tiny pieces of it swirling around deep within his mind. He'd come so far in such short amout of time; he was an aspiring Jedi, a protector of the innocent. He had unlikely friends; a shapechanger without words, and a member of the Sith, both of which creating feelings of love and warmth inside his entire being. He had his dear master, @[member="Asha Seren"], acting as his guide and moral as well as emotional centre. She was like a mother to him, the only one he could remember ever having in his life. Suffice to say, he had never been more glad to leave this former home of his, and the tragedies he'd have to endure here on Pelagon. When the ship carrying the two of them had touched down, and the ramp had been brought down, he had felt a great hesitation to leave the ship. But his immovable centre, Master Asha, urged him on to take his first steps into his past. Once standing on Pelagon ground, however, oceans of memories flowed back into him. It hit him hard, almost knocking him off his feet, figuratively.
He slowly wandered his way out of the hangar, stepping right out into the wide-open marketplace, stretching out before them as far as the eye could see. His hand instinctively sought out Asha's, and walking hand-in-hand they traversed through the market, packed with people. He'd never been one for large crowds, and as such this place was one he'd never feel very comfortable in visiting. Only his brother accompanying him could ever persuade him to come here. Finally coming out the other end of the chaotic and bustling throng of people, he took a sigh of relief. "A-Are you sure about this, Master?" he asked her, despite already knowing the answer. They journeyed onwards, leaving the marketplace behind them. He knew where they were headed, and no guidance was needed to help him find the way on his own. As they grew ever closer to their destination, he could mentally point out all the places he'd spent time with his brother and the rest of the orphans, playing and chasing eachother through the ragged and now abandoned hallways. Not much further, he thought. And sure enough, beyond the next bend, there it was. Emphasis on "was". The site of his utter ruination had now been turned into a sectioned-off construction-site. Thurion could not believe his eyes. "Th-They're rebuilding it...?"