Jedi Temple
He was a dark haired fellow with long legs and a broad chest. Youthful for a human male long past his twenties. And the twinkle in his eye held a grand story years in the making. He was back.
"Hi. Phil. Phil Treymore. I called ahead."
The silver protocol droid flinched for a moment. It was here to welcome new arrivals. Though. Nobody ever called ahead?
"I am sorry Master Traveler. But my records don't show any log of anyone calling ahead. Perhaps we have lost your reservation."
Phil only smiled,
"It's okay. I called a few hundred years ago and got the same answer. ...I'll just wait. Thanks."
He took a seat on the black leather couches and smirked to himself. He was dressed like a spacer but for the copper-tipped lightsaber on his belt.
He'd waited a few hundred years already. Another ten minutes wouldn't kill him.
He was a dark haired fellow with long legs and a broad chest. Youthful for a human male long past his twenties. And the twinkle in his eye held a grand story years in the making. He was back.
"Hi. Phil. Phil Treymore. I called ahead."
The silver protocol droid flinched for a moment. It was here to welcome new arrivals. Though. Nobody ever called ahead?
"I am sorry Master Traveler. But my records don't show any log of anyone calling ahead. Perhaps we have lost your reservation."
Phil only smiled,
"It's okay. I called a few hundred years ago and got the same answer. ...I'll just wait. Thanks."
He took a seat on the black leather couches and smirked to himself. He was dressed like a spacer but for the copper-tipped lightsaber on his belt.
He'd waited a few hundred years already. Another ten minutes wouldn't kill him.