The Mentor
[member="Shmi Labooda"]
He had to admit, even if he was used to being out in the galaxy for long periods of time, the amount of time that had gone by had caused him to miss her dearly, far more then before...
Shmi Labooda had gone on to some sort of business, and he hadn't seen nor heard from the woman that he loved since. In the meantime, Josh had buried himself in his work, just doing all that he knew how to do. Perhaps part of it was to forget, as the time went on, that Shmi had yet to return.
Months had gone by. Sure, it was only a handful of months, but for him, it felt much longer. Josh had stopped by headquarters to check up on things. Pursuits weren't going well, and the faction was... Well, honestly, all one had to do was look. He'd deigned to at least check up on things here and there between missions until Shmi returned to make a decision on it all herself. It was her responsibility, after all, and he wouldn't dare mess with her work and her responsibility without her say-so.
Still, without word, he had begun to wonder of her demise. Sure, no thought of infidelity crossed his mind, but after being burned by death of a lover before, he began to wonder if she was still around... But yet, he still kept hope alive.
Golden-blonde hair was moved from his eyes as Josh jotted down a few notes at headquarters, before peering out the window. The same view they'd been watching through when they decided to tell one another the truth of what lay in their heads about one another.
It was... Strange. Bitter, more then sweet, that he watched through it alone. The Jedi Master closed his eyes, letting out an exasperated breath.
He had to admit, even if he was used to being out in the galaxy for long periods of time, the amount of time that had gone by had caused him to miss her dearly, far more then before...
Shmi Labooda had gone on to some sort of business, and he hadn't seen nor heard from the woman that he loved since. In the meantime, Josh had buried himself in his work, just doing all that he knew how to do. Perhaps part of it was to forget, as the time went on, that Shmi had yet to return.
Months had gone by. Sure, it was only a handful of months, but for him, it felt much longer. Josh had stopped by headquarters to check up on things. Pursuits weren't going well, and the faction was... Well, honestly, all one had to do was look. He'd deigned to at least check up on things here and there between missions until Shmi returned to make a decision on it all herself. It was her responsibility, after all, and he wouldn't dare mess with her work and her responsibility without her say-so.
Still, without word, he had begun to wonder of her demise. Sure, no thought of infidelity crossed his mind, but after being burned by death of a lover before, he began to wonder if she was still around... But yet, he still kept hope alive.
Golden-blonde hair was moved from his eyes as Josh jotted down a few notes at headquarters, before peering out the window. The same view they'd been watching through when they decided to tell one another the truth of what lay in their heads about one another.
It was... Strange. Bitter, more then sweet, that he watched through it alone. The Jedi Master closed his eyes, letting out an exasperated breath.