Xaedrin Vondiranach
Atreus
Location: Coruscant
ATTN: [member="Kassey Daklin"]
Sitting on an outcropping below the skywalk between building CU-784938 and CL-746580, Xaedrin once again stared up in wonder at the insane beauty of Coruscant. It never ceased to amaze him - the shear magnitude of it all. The thousands of citizens on the skywalks, the equal number of speeders streaming through the sky - it was too much for his senses to take in. The sun setting in the distance provided a magnificent backdrop to the tapestry of life. He'd seen the same hundreds of time, but each time it left him breathless. The skyway above him held sentients of countless species. Some of them Xaedrin recognized - a bothan, a mon calamari, an ithorian ... - while others were an absolute mystery. Others his age may have been able to recognize most of those species through school or experience. Xaedrin, however, had been given an entirely different upbringing. Since arriving on Coruscant, he had made his home in the lower levels of the city. Not the bottom levels - he didn't even know anyone who knew what was down that far - but low enough that reputable citizens avoided them. He'd never been to school. Everything he had learned he had learned either before he'd fled the Crystal Palace or on the streets trying to survive. Currently, he was quite a few levels above where he typically roamed. Jer'sen, a local street thug whom Xaedrin had slighted by not joining his gang yet again, was looking for payback. Xaedrin knew when he needed to lay low for a bit, and this certainly counted.
Leaning back against the cold, hard exterior of the building, he stared upwards at the stars. He'd been there, once. He half shuddered at the thought of going back into space, painful memories of his past worming their way into his head. Still, he wasn't quite certain if it was worse than what he had here on Coruscant.
He let his mind wander as he watched the bustle around him, imagining that he could almost feel the emotions of the people around him.
ATTN: [member="Kassey Daklin"]
Sitting on an outcropping below the skywalk between building CU-784938 and CL-746580, Xaedrin once again stared up in wonder at the insane beauty of Coruscant. It never ceased to amaze him - the shear magnitude of it all. The thousands of citizens on the skywalks, the equal number of speeders streaming through the sky - it was too much for his senses to take in. The sun setting in the distance provided a magnificent backdrop to the tapestry of life. He'd seen the same hundreds of time, but each time it left him breathless. The skyway above him held sentients of countless species. Some of them Xaedrin recognized - a bothan, a mon calamari, an ithorian ... - while others were an absolute mystery. Others his age may have been able to recognize most of those species through school or experience. Xaedrin, however, had been given an entirely different upbringing. Since arriving on Coruscant, he had made his home in the lower levels of the city. Not the bottom levels - he didn't even know anyone who knew what was down that far - but low enough that reputable citizens avoided them. He'd never been to school. Everything he had learned he had learned either before he'd fled the Crystal Palace or on the streets trying to survive. Currently, he was quite a few levels above where he typically roamed. Jer'sen, a local street thug whom Xaedrin had slighted by not joining his gang yet again, was looking for payback. Xaedrin knew when he needed to lay low for a bit, and this certainly counted.
Leaning back against the cold, hard exterior of the building, he stared upwards at the stars. He'd been there, once. He half shuddered at the thought of going back into space, painful memories of his past worming their way into his head. Still, he wasn't quite certain if it was worse than what he had here on Coruscant.
He let his mind wander as he watched the bustle around him, imagining that he could almost feel the emotions of the people around him.
