The Imperial District
Coruscant, Core Worlds
Joon hadn't forgotten.
Not at all
Twice she had been to the very same plaza, with the destryoed statue of an age-old Jedi, framed by the large domed sensate building on the horizon. Skylines contines to whip around the heavens, industrial pipes ran along the perimeter and the noise from the lower levels was almost a whisper.
Twice she had been here to call out the strange masked avenger who dared to fight Joon and run.
She hadn't forgotten, and she never would until the girl was dead and her body framed under the statue, or she left with Joon as a new recruit for the Empire. Her Empire.
Joon's amber eyes looked out over the skyline as she waited. She was would a little longer, and then go. But if she did, she would be back again, and again, and again.
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