[member="Corvus Raaf"]
The Ossus archives were not quite as grand as that of the old Coruscant temple, or so he was told, but to look at it now it was hard to imagine. The quiet foot falls of other Jedi could be heard on occasion among the rows and rows of data cards, holographic chronicles and bound flimsi books. The smell of warm jungle could be found faintly on the air as he sat tucked away in a little nook behind the many rows.
He had once pursued sports rather than a trade and it had done him well enough but learning had always been his passion. A toppled stack of data cards sat beside him as he sat reading. His simple reading lenses a testament to his nature rested on the slope of his nose. Simple padawans robes not unlike any others were the garments of the day as he idly held the end of a stylus between his teeth and left hand while his right held a well used datapad.
It was just another calm moment in a galaxy of storms.
The Ossus archives were not quite as grand as that of the old Coruscant temple, or so he was told, but to look at it now it was hard to imagine. The quiet foot falls of other Jedi could be heard on occasion among the rows and rows of data cards, holographic chronicles and bound flimsi books. The smell of warm jungle could be found faintly on the air as he sat tucked away in a little nook behind the many rows.
He had once pursued sports rather than a trade and it had done him well enough but learning had always been his passion. A toppled stack of data cards sat beside him as he sat reading. His simple reading lenses a testament to his nature rested on the slope of his nose. Simple padawans robes not unlike any others were the garments of the day as he idly held the end of a stylus between his teeth and left hand while his right held a well used datapad.
It was just another calm moment in a galaxy of storms.