Frederic
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Aiden's focus was on anything other than everything else going on in his life so basically tonight was just about forgetting the past. He didn't know why but after 50 years, tonight was the night everything started to come back. It wasn't like it had not happened before. There would be nights like these periodically that would cause him to become infuriated down to his very core or sad beyond belief. Nights when he would remember his mother's face and that look in her eye when she told him to run, to not look back.
He shook his head and gritted his teeth, clenching his jaw and bottling up the emotions as he had before, his steady steps and fluid movements pulling his mind back into reality if only for a moment. His blue eyes flicked across his surroundings, these dirty alleys and lowly streets were his home for so long, a birthplace of scum. When people would first land on Coruscant they just saw the beauty of it all, the beauty of the upper class buildings and sky scrappers that dominated the over world. But here, here in his home, was a place visitors seldom saw and veterans of the planet knew all too well to stay away from. Here is where he made his name! Here is where he had friends and family that would just as quickly steal from him as they would stand up for him. It was a beautiful disaster of chaos and lies. And Aiden, well Aiden learned to love it.
His thoughts preoccupied him and caused his mind to focus on seemingly happier feelings as his heart held tight on the life he once knew. These thoughts were generally his saving grace when it came to nights like these, but there was one more card Aiden had up his sleeve. The one place he could go to when he was feeling low, the Bantha's Love. He had stumbled across the lack luster cantina years ago and watched numerous owners come and go over the years, but with every one came a warm smile and open arms. The numerous cantina owners were the closest thing to parents he had and the closest thing to trust he's ever known outside his family. That's right... His family.
Aiden's thoughts began to way heavy once more as he touched the old rickety button to open the slime crusted plasteel door. The night was young, the air was thick with smoke and alcohol of all kinds, and he was ready to forget, once more, those feelings and memories that he had been able to forget time and time again before. So with a forced smile on his face and a distraught mind he walked through the threshold of his make shift home, nodding quickly to the bartender, a thick jolly gamorean, and making his way to his usual seat along the far wall able to look on at the smiling faces and drunken doings of those patrons whom he knew so well.
He shook his head and gritted his teeth, clenching his jaw and bottling up the emotions as he had before, his steady steps and fluid movements pulling his mind back into reality if only for a moment. His blue eyes flicked across his surroundings, these dirty alleys and lowly streets were his home for so long, a birthplace of scum. When people would first land on Coruscant they just saw the beauty of it all, the beauty of the upper class buildings and sky scrappers that dominated the over world. But here, here in his home, was a place visitors seldom saw and veterans of the planet knew all too well to stay away from. Here is where he made his name! Here is where he had friends and family that would just as quickly steal from him as they would stand up for him. It was a beautiful disaster of chaos and lies. And Aiden, well Aiden learned to love it.
His thoughts preoccupied him and caused his mind to focus on seemingly happier feelings as his heart held tight on the life he once knew. These thoughts were generally his saving grace when it came to nights like these, but there was one more card Aiden had up his sleeve. The one place he could go to when he was feeling low, the Bantha's Love. He had stumbled across the lack luster cantina years ago and watched numerous owners come and go over the years, but with every one came a warm smile and open arms. The numerous cantina owners were the closest thing to parents he had and the closest thing to trust he's ever known outside his family. That's right... His family.
Aiden's thoughts began to way heavy once more as he touched the old rickety button to open the slime crusted plasteel door. The night was young, the air was thick with smoke and alcohol of all kinds, and he was ready to forget, once more, those feelings and memories that he had been able to forget time and time again before. So with a forced smile on his face and a distraught mind he walked through the threshold of his make shift home, nodding quickly to the bartender, a thick jolly gamorean, and making his way to his usual seat along the far wall able to look on at the smiling faces and drunken doings of those patrons whom he knew so well.
