Cassius Droma
Jedi Archaeologist
Cassius Droma stepped down the ramp of his YT-1000 light freighter, the Stardust Melody. Golden rays of morning light poured through the large open hangar bay door. Birds chirped invitingly from outside. Leaning on the ramp strut, Cassius inhaled deeply, and exhaled with a smile on his face. It was rare that the young pilot was up this morning, but he’d gone to sleep so quickly last night.He glanced back up to the Stardust. He still couldn’t believe just how clean she was – probably even better than when she’d first came off of the production line at CEC. Even after his recent trip to Ryloth, he still felt giddy flying it. All he wanted to do today was take her around the Kashyyyk skyline… and it was an absolute crime that he wouldn’t be able to.
He’d been told in passing that he had a new master – the name Spencer was dropped. Cassius had no idea who that was, but then again, he hadn’t been with the Silvers that long, much less been a Jedi for that long. And he was hardly the latter. His gaze peered down to the lightsaber on his belt – it’d been a while since he’d even used the thing. Cassius had become so caught up in piloting not just the Stardust, but with Jade Squadron, that he’d begun to neglect his Jedi studies, and even his archaeological pursuits. That last part made him a little guilty.
Maybe this new master was supposed to straighten him out. Sighing, Cassius pressed the button to retract the ramp and lock it, and then set out to find Spencer.
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