Private The Farmboy and the Battlemaster

[Jack Wright]

Jack had nothing to say, at first. His quiet footsteps in the enviable chambers led such an awed Knight, to reverently stroke the armrest of a seat; added by the glorious beauty of Coruscant's artificial weather, left an impact of significant ambition. Such that Jack carefully concealed, lest he start more unbecoming of a Jedi, more than he already was.

It was like standing in the throneroom of gods.

"One day," The Jedi murmured, unable to hold back such an ambition, "I might hold such a seat," The sun rays bouncing off his chestnut hair, prompted the young Knight to look up, greeted by the Core World's amazing skyline, realizing there and then why the wisest of them desire to be on the highest. If not for the view, then certainly to watch over their students and citizens, guardians of peace they were.

 

[Valery Noble]

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Outfit: Jedi Jumpsuit
Weapons: | Lightsabers

Valery watched Jack quietly, her amber eyes soft as he moved through the chambers with a reverence she had seen in few others. His words, spoken with quiet ambition, brought a gentle smile to her lips. It wasn't the kind of arrogance she'd seen in others who sought power or prestige. Jack's aspiration came from a place of purpose, a desire to protect and guide.

"That's a noble goal," Valery said softly, stepping beside him as they both looked out at the skyline. "To sit in these chairs isn't about power or authority. It's about responsibility. The weight of decisions that can shape the lives of millions." She glanced at him, her voice carrying a note of encouragement. "And from what I've seen today, you carry the heart and wisdom to bear that responsibility one day."

The sun continued its slow descent, casting long shadows across the cityscape. The golden light framed the towers and spires in a way that made the entire city seem alive, a beacon of life and perseverance. Valery took a deep breath, letting the moment linger before she spoke again.

She turned to face him fully, her hands clasping in front of her. "With that, I'd say our tour has officially concluded." Her smile warmed as she gestured back toward the turbolift. "But if you ever want to come back here, for the view or just to reflect, the doors are always open for you, Jack."

Jack Wright ​

 

[Jack Wright]

Appropriately, there was only one thing to say to the Grandmaster, after this climatic conclusion to a wholehearted tour.

Turning on the spot, the young Knight bowed in deep respect, hazel eyes gleamed in zeal of his gratification, "Thank you, Master Noble," It was an understatement, but the Jedi need not thrive on eloquence. "This has been a most humble, informative tour."

And if the Grandmaster herself was this readily available for any random Knight, who knew what other possibilities might be abound?

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