𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . .

𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩.

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

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[𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉 @DathomirMagic]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑
𝐉𝐞𝐝𝐢: 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫

𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞
𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝
𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 #𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 | ��𝐓

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic — to find his favorite eatery.

“I can’t promise it’ll be the best—, but when I was here with Bode? We came to eat here pretty often.”

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic Now that earned a hum, seemingly distracting him from whatever thoughts had once plagued him. Though with his grip on her hand tightening to reaffirm his presence, he now tugs her to follow.

Leading her through winding pathways and crowds, all in the attempt to move off —

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic — as he’d follow her lead, though her request to see his favorite places? That may take him longer to figure out than she’d think.

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic Their movements are quick—, the ducking and diving through the crowds of people. He almost forgot about how frantic life on Coruscant was like this. Though his grip tightens on her hand, just to ensure they don’t get separated.

“Careful—!”

It’s all he could yelp out —

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic — forcing his gaze away, just to avoid the feeling of darkness and despair practically radiating from the monument to the past.

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic He pauses for a moment—, eyes closing as he chases memories through his mind before he nods.

“Yeah, there’s a park where a piece of the planet sticks through to the surface.”

The sight of what once was the Jedi Temple sent a chill down his spine; almost immediately —

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic — quickening just so he could keep up.

“How about we don’t jinx ourselves on our little vacation, hm? I’d rather like to avoid being shot at for a day.”

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic That posed an interesting thought.

Though for the sake of not letting it ruin his day; he opts to ignore the concept that the ISB and Empire may have the Mantis on record, though he’s right behind her.

Swiping his jacket off the back of one of seats in the galley, his pace —

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic — lower levels. That way we don’t get into any trouble. We’ll just have to try and keep out heads down so the Empire doesn’t get tipped off.”

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic “It can be a lot at first—.”

A brief warning as his gaze shifted out the viewport; staring at the large cityscape before he’d prep the landing procedure, though hearing her enthusiasm and excitement? That helped reassure him.

“We’ll just have to keep away from the —

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic — always be you and me, always be just. . . Us. No matter what, I promise.”

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic Now that hit him.

He could feel his features soften as his hand stretched out to take hold of hers; a small nod being offered as if to really hammer in his agreement, though he’d raise her hand closer to his lips.

Offering a brief peck.

“Of course, Merrin. It’ll —

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic — a defunct order. So he didn’t mind showing his affection or care for her.

“Besides, I’ll always watch out for you.”

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic “So do you—, I know. . . Things have been difficult.”

He pauses, breath hitching in his chest.

“. . . But you deserve very much the same thing, even if Greez gets a bit uneasy. I know he cares about you.”

Attachment was always forbidden, but that was a rule from —

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic — pivot, just so he could match her gaze.

“Sort of like when you rescued me from the Inquitorious. He watched me then and. . . Surprisingly? It meant a lot to me.”

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic “He didn’t do it all the time—, just when I was. . . Adjusting.”

Cal takes a moment, pausing to collect his thoughts.

“When I first joined them I was terrified. I had spent so long hiding and alone, I didn’t think I could trust anyone.”

Letting his frame —

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic — be a long flight, but just long enough for the two to waste some time together.

“But you know Greez, he just. . . Worries a lot. Heck, my first night with him and Cere, he watched me sleep.”

[𝙄’𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝. . . @OfScrappedLight]

@DathomirMagic Now that’s certainly earned a laugh from the Jedi; one that’s got him beaming from ear to ear, though a hand offers a gentle almost dismissive wave.

“I’m not too sure, Merrin. Maybe you are leading me astray~?”

Of course now he’s taunting her; sure it’s not going to —