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JEDI TEMPLE, CORUSCANT
MEDITATION CHAMBER
Contrary to all outward appearances, Alicio wasn't a Jedi.MEDITATION CHAMBER
Though he would forgive one for thinking so, were they to step into the shaded meditation chamber Alicio rested within. The only thing that seperated him from the average Jedi was his clothes- simple blacks rather than robes. The nobleman's legs were crossed in front of him, hands resting solidly on his knees, as his ignited lightsaber floated in front of his face, casting the room in shadows of black and blue. Alicio seemed to stare into the slowly spinning blade, gazing beyond with a concerned frown.
The Count was diving into the Future, letting the storm of the Force sweep him away wherever it would. The air around him seemed heavy, imbalanced, pressing down on his shoulders, spilling out into the hallway beyond. Ever since his visit to Alderaan, Alicio had been plagued by the future. Visions only seconds ahead of the present, continually fighting for his attention. It was more annoying than debilitating, but it's reason was a mystery, even as he meditated, searching for why.
He'd been at it for an hour already, with no progress. What he needed most of all was a break.
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