Moonage Daydream
Yeah, the bridge and controls of a ship, that was where the Aing-Tii Warden was the most comfortable. It was where he belonged, and hence, he was there. Comforting even in a ship like this. Now we all know, Coren wasn’t the most brightly lit gem on the light side camp, but he was much more on their side of the fence than the dark, more so than he had been in years. Raised to hunt down dark siders of all creeds, and to prevent the spread of too many ideas, he was part of the people who feared the Rule of Two Sith, never mind this cluster frak of the One Sith.
He needed them down.
But sometimes, small victories? They were the best. And that meant he could win something. And from there? He could help the galaxy become a bit better of a place. A little brighter. Running his hands over the controls, he was looking for anything that could tell him what he was looking for. People, intention… he wasn’t sure.
[member="Matsu Ike"]
[member="Spencer Jacobs"]
[member="Corvus Raaf"]
[member="Connor Harrison"]
He needed them down.
But sometimes, small victories? They were the best. And that meant he could win something. And from there? He could help the galaxy become a bit better of a place. A little brighter. Running his hands over the controls, he was looking for anything that could tell him what he was looking for. People, intention… he wasn’t sure.
[member="Matsu Ike"]
[member="Spencer Jacobs"]
[member="Corvus Raaf"]
[member="Connor Harrison"]