GhostOfProtocol
The OOC One
It was an unmarked trip, one that wouldn't go down on record. Jyn wasn't letting anyone track him, especially not his parents. To avoid them, it was as simple smuggling onto ships and moving plants a-lot. Jyn hardly stayed in one place long, and when he did he would go through fake ID something stupid.
He felt the lightsaber at his side. He hadn't ever turned it on, not yet anyway. He hadn't turned it on when he met those guys on Felucia, he actually hid it from them. He had no idea what colour his blade would glow, red probably. Sith had an addiction to Red, since the saber was made by a Sith it just made sense.
He donned plain Jedi robes he'd taken from a small Jedi outpost, and he also donned a plain, hooded cloak. He felt more at peace dressed as a Jedi, even though he wasn't a Jedi. Actually he wanted nothing to do with them, but he figured they'd be better trainers than the Sith, and that wasn't something he said often.
Thus, he found himself on Duniya. Sat in a small cantina just south of the capital, he counted through the credits he had with him. Probably enough to buy himself a gun if he wanted one, if he wanted to hide the lightsaber more effectively. He was hiding it until he knew how to use it anyway, as soon as he could use it in any form, even though his favourite would be Makashi and Ataru, he'd be fine. He wanted to be able to use his blade though, that was goal one.
Out of his eye, he could of sworn he had seen two red heads enter. Perhaps he was dreaming.
[member="Leo & Luna"]
He felt the lightsaber at his side. He hadn't ever turned it on, not yet anyway. He hadn't turned it on when he met those guys on Felucia, he actually hid it from them. He had no idea what colour his blade would glow, red probably. Sith had an addiction to Red, since the saber was made by a Sith it just made sense.
He donned plain Jedi robes he'd taken from a small Jedi outpost, and he also donned a plain, hooded cloak. He felt more at peace dressed as a Jedi, even though he wasn't a Jedi. Actually he wanted nothing to do with them, but he figured they'd be better trainers than the Sith, and that wasn't something he said often.
Thus, he found himself on Duniya. Sat in a small cantina just south of the capital, he counted through the credits he had with him. Probably enough to buy himself a gun if he wanted one, if he wanted to hide the lightsaber more effectively. He was hiding it until he knew how to use it anyway, as soon as he could use it in any form, even though his favourite would be Makashi and Ataru, he'd be fine. He wanted to be able to use his blade though, that was goal one.
Out of his eye, he could of sworn he had seen two red heads enter. Perhaps he was dreaming.
[member="Leo & Luna"]