Works in Progress

[Unna Hi Chaanu]

"This is a version of her," Unna was certain of those words, at least, "but I do not know if this version of her gave birth to you. She certainly isn't the Godmother I knew. This is just the tip of the iceberg, Auro. There is much left to uncover."

Unna frowned suddenly, her stomach was growling with hunger. "I haven't eaten much over the past few days, so I better get going. I have more research to do."

With that, Unna headed off to grab dinner for herself and Lysire.

[Auro Syrdash]

"A version of her…" Auro echoed in a whisper of awe. Opening himself to the Force, he felt its currents move through him in waves of energy, light, and warmth. Wherever he was, he was not alone: The Force was with him… His friends were with him… Auro opened his eyes to smile at Unna and realized she had left him in meditation. "Well, the Force is with me," he said to himself with a bit of levity.

Pablo-Jill sat near the warm fusion lantern, vigilantly guarding Auro's makeshift workshop. The crowd of students in the quad had thinned out considerably. Auro finished packing up Nines, triple-checked to make sure he had every component, and sealed the plasteel bin's magnetic lid. He activated the container's repulsors and it hovered a half-meter off the ground. Making sure the buckles and straps on his backpack were fastened and tied securely, Auro stood, slung it over his shoulders, and picked up the fusion lantern.

He paused for a moment to gaze up at the myriad stars blanketing the Outer Rim Territories. Then and there, Auro surrendered himself to the Will of the Force, trusting that he and his friends were exactly where and when they were meant to be. With Pablo-Jill trotting along beside him, Auro pushed the hover-bin toward the mess hall, his mind curious, his body hungry, but his spirit at peace.