D E A T H
It was strange to be back.
Though some time had passed since his return to Korriban, so much had happened that called him off world that it barely felt as though hours had. Days had bled into weeks, his studies had taken quite a hit. He'd take what he could when journeying from task to task, using shuttle time to catch up on reading and research and projects. Nothing formal though. Just constant busyness.
Things were beginning to calm down, if only a little. Enough at least that sleep was not so immediate when he laid his head down at night; enough that the symphony in his mind could begin anew.
And its return brought with it thoughts of the past. He had heard it long before her lesson, but being there with her, and Quintus, and temporarily the Cragmoloid, had certainly helped to amplify it. Nay, focus it. For several nights he lay awake simply listening to it, delving deeper into its melodic majesty.
Then one day he arose with his mind made up.
Walking through the Academy, he sought the one named
Celeste Demici
though he knew not precisely where she was. He spoke with some of the Academy Overseers and was eventually led her way. Whether that was in the Academy, or elsewhere on Korriban, or elsewhere in general, Arcturus made the journey to seek her out.
He had gone without satiating his thirst for knowledge for much too long; it was time to begin anew.