// CORUSCANT // JEDI TEMPLE // EXPLORATION //
Aelys spent most of his time wandering the halls of the Jedi Temple. The timing of which he returned to the Jedi unfortunate. In the wake of multiple battles, the New Jedi Order had struck out against the enemies of the Light; the Sith. In his wandering of the Temple and eavesdropping, he had gathered many had been injured, and many more were dead. He recalled from his first attempt at being a Jedi that that was typical. Members of their Order were always getting themselves into things, especially if it involved the Sith and the Dark Side. It was their duty, and there was no part of him that could fault them for it. But he did wonder, if some regretted it in their final moments, both living and dead.
Would I?
On his trip to the Healers Halls, he couldn't give himself an answer, not one that he'd believe to be truthful.
Part of him wondered why he even bothered to come down here. Maybe to sate his own curiosity. In this regard, he was sure to be more of a quiet observer.
Looking off to the side, he passed one of the medical rooms, not even realizing he was there already before he continued his slow gait past. The room seemed stark and sterile, more hospital like than what you'd expect for a Jedi Temple. Or maybe he was just a fool, never coming down to these parts, who was he to say what these rooms ought to look like? "Hey, come back here for a second." Pausing, he thought of running off. The idea of being silent observer vanishing right before his eyes. Stepping back into the doorway, he shot his hand up to scratch the back of his head.
"Yeah?" Leaning in the open doors threshold.
"This one will be require an escort back to their quarters," the Mirialan Jedi Healer said, indicating one of the nearby patients.
Damn. Blinking blankly, he shuffles over.
"So uh, how can I help?"
