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Public Dies Irae

Outer Edge of the Outer Rim - Bridge of the Amentia


The ones that worked on the bridge were simple minded drones, and truthfully that was for the best. He had no need for the weakness of mortal minds, of creatures that could be corrupted this far way from the known galaxies at large. Stone gray eyes scanned over the simple droids who worked at the consoles of the ship silently save for the small beeps and hums that were their communications back and forth with one another. His breath, the only living thing on the ship, escaped softly as he looked back to the inky darkness of space extending past the prow of the ship. Boots scuffed the floor to break up the sounds of beeps and whistles and simple nodded as one droid looked up at him with a location settled on the navigation. He found his way to the small cushioned seat left in the middle of the bridge and sat, crossing his legs and shutting his eyes as he began to meditate.

~Days Later~

Dresdin walked down the ramp to the step out on the concrete landing pad of the spaceport and took the first breath of fresh air in what felt like a decade. His eyes roamed left and right as he watched those around him come and go, before his eyes fell on the speeder that awaited him, a woman with the Chimera insignia waiting for him at the side. He was silent as he walked over, giving her a nod and entering the vehicle and in short order, they were off and gone Hours passed as he enjoyed the Naboo countryside, watching it rip past him in a blur before they came to the entrance of his village, the high rustic walls that had guards walking it in patterns, the gates with a Chimera on the top of each side, and the gates themselves spread open for him to show off the antiquated village from yesteryear. Cobblestone walkways spread from the entrance outwards, covering everything not covered by houses or buildings. Artisans, many the tops of their respective arts, all sorts of different races and professions all worked away, not only working but selling their wares to the different tourists that filtered through the village. Small fountains acted as rest and meeting points throughout the center thorough fare of the village itself.

He walked past the last centralized fountain up to the main fountain that rested below the villa atop the hill. At the bottom landing of the stairs was another fountain, far different from the others in the town. A faceless woman stood, pouring water from a vase into the pool below, while her free hand clutched a sword and sickle. Dresdin walked past the statue and up the steps, a bit of the force trickling out from his body and the results were seen almost immediately. The people around him began to get angered, fighting and bickering and starting incidents for a few moments until he stopped, just checking to see just how far he could push things with what he had currently, and he couldn't help but smile and lean over the railing to watch the city below him, just happy to be home...
 

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