The Distance
Location: Prosperity
Tags: Roten |
Valor the Forsaken
| Calder Icehammer After his little spat of antagonism Jackie lowered his head after he was addressed by the bear man. So far it seemed that somehow Roten was the only one of them that was doing a good job. The zeltron’s emotional telepathy had him sharing in the same feelings of uncertainty and confusion as Roten and Valor. Having a rather potent effect on him. Being raised without any other zeltrons he never quite managed to learn how to properly cope with his natural affinity for sympathy.
Valor eventually spoke back to Jackie over what he’d said. The pale teen’s words made little sense to the zeltron. Most of it was going right over his head and the blue hair that sat atop it. “Pfft… what I’d give just to walk away right about now.” He muttered to himself under his breath as he sulked into his seat. Just like Roten he was having a difficult time understanding what being a Jedi was supposed to be about. A large part of himself still thought that Matthew had made some sort of mistake bringing him into this strange and foreign world.
Valor eventually spoke back to Jackie over what he’d said. The pale teen’s words made little sense to the zeltron. Most of it was going right over his head and the blue hair that sat atop it. “Pfft… what I’d give just to walk away right about now.” He muttered to himself under his breath as he sulked into his seat. Just like Roten he was having a difficult time understanding what being a Jedi was supposed to be about. A large part of himself still thought that Matthew had made some sort of mistake bringing him into this strange and foreign world.
