Uri Aureleos
Gold Knight
The library at Ossus was emptier than what he was use to. Uri stayed however flipping aimlessly through the history of a Bothan jedi who could manipulate fire. Uri rarely visited the library so early in the day. He didn't get up any earlier than usually, but the reason for his trip was the fact he hadn't visited it in a while. A knowledge of history was something his master stressed he should obtain, and he at least attempted to obtain that. When he visited later in the afternoon, it was mostly full, and well he usually found younglings to study and play with. He didn't like reading as much as he liked meditating or almost anything else for that matter. It was the one place Uri might be considered a slacker. He focused hard on training and meditation, but when it came to reading, his mind refused to focus on the words he found himself skimming and not retaining the information.
Like in this moment, he was sure that this Bothan lived an interesting life. He could read about it after all, but he couldn't get himself to commit to reading it. His hand went over his eyes rubbing them with his thumb and for finger. Maybe now wasn't the best time for reading. He moved his hand and opened his eye. As they readjusted, they focused on a figure a piece away in front of him. One with white hair and an almost regal posture. His stomach fluttered. Not a good feeling like he should have felt from seeing his friend [member="Elizie Adasca"] again, but the pain of a memory trying to resurface. He wondered if she got the same feeling when she looked at him. Uri wondered if Elizie was reminded of the deeds she committed like he was when he saw her.
Maybe that is why they haven't spoke since New Holstice? Surely they didn't purposely avoid each other. No, they were just doing different things. Barely ran into each other for longer than a passing glance. Now seemed different however. He smiled lightly then reached out though the force giving her signature a light nudge. He didn't want her to know that she brought that day on Alderaan back to him so he smiled a little wider and waved when she made eye contact with him.
Like in this moment, he was sure that this Bothan lived an interesting life. He could read about it after all, but he couldn't get himself to commit to reading it. His hand went over his eyes rubbing them with his thumb and for finger. Maybe now wasn't the best time for reading. He moved his hand and opened his eye. As they readjusted, they focused on a figure a piece away in front of him. One with white hair and an almost regal posture. His stomach fluttered. Not a good feeling like he should have felt from seeing his friend [member="Elizie Adasca"] again, but the pain of a memory trying to resurface. He wondered if she got the same feeling when she looked at him. Uri wondered if Elizie was reminded of the deeds she committed like he was when he saw her.
Maybe that is why they haven't spoke since New Holstice? Surely they didn't purposely avoid each other. No, they were just doing different things. Barely ran into each other for longer than a passing glance. Now seemed different however. He smiled lightly then reached out though the force giving her signature a light nudge. He didn't want her to know that she brought that day on Alderaan back to him so he smiled a little wider and waved when she made eye contact with him.