Kelt Simoson
Jan 17th, 2003, 07:36:23 AM
The darkness of the early morning swept in to shadow Kelts room and of course place a doubt over his own expedition with Dasquian to his old home of Shazmak. There was no doubt however that ether way Kelt had to go home and break away from his former Guild. The fact that his home did not feel like home anymore and that the Jedi offered not only a home,training and the like but friendship and even companionship someday felt like home. It was time to dig his past up in front of his best friend Dasquian Belargic, show him what exactly Kelt was before he joined the Jedi....and who he was.
Although Kelt knew Dasquian was a kind,considerate Jedi and friend, would he really accept Kelts old way of living?, would he really want to get involved with the Council meeting to release Kelt from his duties?. Somehow Kelt thought otherwise, and that Dasquian would make head nor tail of the situation. Kelts life back on Shazmak was a very hard, deprived and often primitive way of living not to mention the strangeness of some locations that they would need to go to. Some places such as Sadith Mora were grown rather than built, the council house at Ald Ruhn was carved within a gigantic Emperor crab shell, Dasquian was going to find this place ether very interesting, or very strange.
Kelt was also very nervous to confront his family on his disicion, his mother was going to be rather hurt, his father annoyed and his brother abandoned, it was not going to be a very nice meeting in that respect. Kelt felt as though he had to do this though, he was a Jedi by heart not a Crusader, Kelt didn't like fighting or killing but to peacefully disband a hostile situation. The Crusader Order was not for him and to be frank never was and it was time to stop living a lie and to get on with it, push on and do the best he could.
Kelt picked up his pack from his bed,swung it across his back and opened the door the LQ corridor. But the Padawan looked back within his messy room, paper with poetry written upon them, clothes all over the place, a messy kitchen with plates all over the place from his experimental cooking. And then for the first time in a while he smiled, closed the door and walked towards Dasquians room.
I'll be back alright, just see if i don't... He thought.
Although Kelt knew Dasquian was a kind,considerate Jedi and friend, would he really accept Kelts old way of living?, would he really want to get involved with the Council meeting to release Kelt from his duties?. Somehow Kelt thought otherwise, and that Dasquian would make head nor tail of the situation. Kelts life back on Shazmak was a very hard, deprived and often primitive way of living not to mention the strangeness of some locations that they would need to go to. Some places such as Sadith Mora were grown rather than built, the council house at Ald Ruhn was carved within a gigantic Emperor crab shell, Dasquian was going to find this place ether very interesting, or very strange.
Kelt was also very nervous to confront his family on his disicion, his mother was going to be rather hurt, his father annoyed and his brother abandoned, it was not going to be a very nice meeting in that respect. Kelt felt as though he had to do this though, he was a Jedi by heart not a Crusader, Kelt didn't like fighting or killing but to peacefully disband a hostile situation. The Crusader Order was not for him and to be frank never was and it was time to stop living a lie and to get on with it, push on and do the best he could.
Kelt picked up his pack from his bed,swung it across his back and opened the door the LQ corridor. But the Padawan looked back within his messy room, paper with poetry written upon them, clothes all over the place, a messy kitchen with plates all over the place from his experimental cooking. And then for the first time in a while he smiled, closed the door and walked towards Dasquians room.
I'll be back alright, just see if i don't... He thought.