Hope is Kindled
Space travel had become quite easy for the Jedi Master, his ship docked at an outpost a few parsecs away from Kashyyyk. With the task at hand now done, Kahne had made it a point to return to Monastery. Medical supplies were taken to Kashyyyk as part of a special envoy to some much troubled wookiees. That was finished and Kahne was on the return trip. One of the things that made this trip much more enjoyable was that Alexandra Russo was with him. Refueling and giving his shuttle a small rest, and in reality wanting more alone time with her.
The Jedi opened his eyes for a small moment as he reached over to his datapad to check the time and it was just a quarter past two am. Kahne tapped the screen that turned it off and he laid there for a few moments taking in a steady breath or two. Laying to his right was the wonderful form of Alexandra Russo.
Kahne scooted closer to her as he put his arm around her, not wanting to disturb her. Yet very much wanted so as he placed a kiss or two on her shoulder.
[member="Alexandra Russo"]
The Jedi opened his eyes for a small moment as he reached over to his datapad to check the time and it was just a quarter past two am. Kahne tapped the screen that turned it off and he laid there for a few moments taking in a steady breath or two. Laying to his right was the wonderful form of Alexandra Russo.
Kahne scooted closer to her as he put his arm around her, not wanting to disturb her. Yet very much wanted so as he placed a kiss or two on her shoulder.
[member="Alexandra Russo"]