The Lamb Heir
The New Jedi Order Temple of Coruscant.
Dominick stood outside it, smile and very much in awe of the tall standing building. He'd never been here before, or left Ukatis for that matter, so it truly was a marvel for him. Already his mind was running through the thoughts of the legendary Jedi, dressed in their armor or their gilded robes. He was here, of course, to speak with his sister. But that didn't mean he couldn't do a little sightseeing himself, right? Their father was likely going to be upset with him and give him quite the stern talking to when he returned,
But nothing ventured, nothing gained!
With a warm smile he walked right in, and immediately understood the concept of don't meet your heroes.
He stared at the few Jedi that walked by, dressed in their simplistic robes. No fanciful outfits, no glistening armor. None trying to actively spar with their lightsabers. It looked very much like a monk temple right now. Though, perhaps that was the point? Ah! His smile returned, lighting up his expression as he walked towards one of the Padawans. Clearly these weren't the Jedi of legend, but their squires!
"Excuse me, squire, might I speak with your master? I'm here on quite important business."
"My master?" The boy, very clearly confused, looked up at the rather ornately dressed noble. Then nodded once before scurrying off to find his master. Good. These squires at least knew importance.
When he returned with an elder woman dressed in a similar brown robe, such thoughts quickly faded. Dominick blinked, glancing from the boy to the woman, then back again.
"Forgive me, but I wished to speak with your Jedi master, not the master of cleaning. I do apologize if I wasn't clear."
He got quite the look from the woman, before she just smirked. The boy looked very confused, and very clearly worried, but she raised a hand to stop him from saying anything.
"Of course, sir. Just remain here, and I will make sure a proper Jedi master arrives to speak with you."
Dominic immediately brightened, bowed his head in thanks.
"Thank you, truly."
She dipped her head in turn, which was followed by the very confused Padawan, before she left him there, standing and waiting. And would for the foreseeable future. Dominic himself was none the wiser she was not going to return and found himself a spot to stand out of the way, smiling with the childlike eagerness at meeting the war heroes he heard so much about.