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It was not long before he reached the Capital, and alighting on a rooftop opposite the house, he assessed the situation. He could sense his son’s presence but there were others there too. 

Yeah, his dad was hoping to love that.

He gestured to a nearby cluster of seating, and lowered himself into a cozy chair. “Actually, for a really long time, they didn’t. I’m not sure when they started doing that, but it was because of a few things. They thought that no Jedi should favour one person over another. They didn’t want the Jedi building dynasties and bloodlines, because the Sith were all about purity and power from having really good bloodlines. And, they thought that having attachments would create distractions and vulnerability. If you’re worried about your spouse or children, you’re not as focused on the mission, or so they thought.”

“How long did it take you to fix up the temple?” Alida piped up glancing at Ingeras.  

“It’s alright,” he said. “First impressions are hard to get past, huh?”

Gripping the edge of the chair (not sitting down however) the boy nodded; “Yeah…I’m still-” he stopped himself and looked down-”it’s ok I guess…I know why you were mad when we first met..So..” Ingeras trailed off as conflicting emotions began to turn about like a warring sea.

“I just wanted to keep you from running away. I’m told I can be very dramatic,” he added wryly.

Ingeras only simply give a small nod at the other’s apology, he still wasn’t to sure what to make of the master jedi.

“I’ve been where you are,” he told the boy. “Not identical circumstances, true, but when I was a little younger than you, I lost my parents. I was in a scary, new situation and didn’t know what to do. But a nice old woman, a Jedi in hiding named Vima Da Boda took me under her wing. Then Han found me, brought me here to Coruscant.”

The boy stubbornly stared at the floor, waiting for the older jedi’s response.

He sat at one end, making sure to give Ingeras enough room of his own.

The boy still felt nervous around the older jedi, but at least he apologized. Maybe next time they would hold a longer conversation.

“Papa, that stuff is never going to come out. Ever. I will be a miracle to get it a dark shade once more.”

Groans as he got up. “Alright, alright.” Getting dressed though half asleep he wandered out kissing Mirena’s cheek. “Thank you for waking me. I could sleep for days.” 

“Good luck, Vlad.” She said as he gave her husband a quick peck on his cheek.

The boys name was Alexandru, and the fennekin’s name was Rica. Alexandru and Rica were partners, new partners actually. They just started their journey together yesterday. They probably would have been here earlier if they did not spend the entire day yesterday running around Aquacorde town; getting into trouble, exploring, the normal things 11 year olds do. 

“Is that enough? Are you feeling better now? Do you need us to get you some berries?” The boy asked eagerly as his hands fidgeted with a few strands of grass.

“This is Quartermaster Orion of the Nightmare Galleon. May I ask who the fuck is this and why are you calling? Over.”

The Surgeon pushed the Quartermaster out of the way. “Where are your manners Orion?!!” She then turned to the radio and began to speak. “Forgive our Quartermaster. She is paranoid and wary after the recent battle. You something about offering aid?”

Lugia’s Song | Pokemon the Movie 2000

“Papa, that stuff is never going to come out. Ever. I will be a miracle to get it a dark shade once more.”

{{HE WOULD NEVER HARM HIS SON HE IS JUST IN A PISSY MOOD}}

“No chewing on turks old man.”

“It’s alright,” he said. “First impressions are hard to get past, huh?”

Gripping the edge of the chair (not sitting down however) the boy nodded; “Yeah…I’m still-” he stopped himself and looked down-”it’s ok I guess…I know why you were mad when we first met..So..” Ingeras trailed off as conflicting emotions began to turn about like a warring sea.

“I just wanted to keep you from running away. I’m told I can be very dramatic,” he added wryly.

Ingeras only simply give a small nod at the other’s apology, he still wasn’t to sure what to make of the master jedi.

“I’ve been where you are,” he told the boy. “Not identical circumstances, true, but when I was a little younger than you, I lost my parents. I was in a scary, new situation and didn’t know what to do. But a nice old woman, a Jedi in hiding named Vima Da Boda took me under her wing. Then Han found me, brought me here to Coruscant.”

The boy stubbornly stared at the floor, waiting for the older jedi’s response.

“It’s alright,” he said. “First impressions are hard to get past, huh?”

Gripping the edge of the chair (not sitting down however) the boy nodded; “Yeah…I’m still-” he stopped himself and looked down-”it’s ok I guess…I know why you were mad when we first met..So..” Ingeras trailed off as conflicting emotions began to turn about like a warring sea.

“I just wanted to keep you from running away. I’m told I can be very dramatic,” he added wryly.

Ingeras only simply give a small nod at the other’s apology, he still wasn’t to sure what to make of the master jedi.

He gestured to a nearby cluster of seating, and lowered himself into a cozy chair. “Actually, for a really long time, they didn’t. I’m not sure when they started doing that, but it was because of a few things. They thought that no Jedi should favour one person over another. They didn’t want the Jedi building dynasties and bloodlines, because the Sith were all about purity and power from having really good bloodlines. And, they thought that having attachments would create distractions and vulnerability. If you’re worried about your spouse or children, you’re not as focused on the mission, or so they thought.”

The girl looked at the master Jedi, eager to hear the response. While Ingeras, realizing who he was talking to, slouched in his chair in an attempt to hide.

He glanced at Ingeras briefly. “A lot of our information was destroyed by Emperor Palpatine when he and Darth Vader hunted down the Jedi. What’s your name, anyway?” he asked the girl.

“But that still does not make any sense. that must of known that they were causing bad relations with the public? That was part of the reason why is was so easy for Emperor Palpatine to turn the public against the jedi, right?” Ingeras spoke up again once more, this time; however, he did not shrink away. Far to interested in the conversation at hand. 

“He lied and told the people that the Jedi had done terrible things, that they’d had a hand in starting the Clone War. Everyone wanted the war to stop, and since Palpatine, who’d started it himself, blamed the Jedi, people wanted to believe him.”

Ingeras looked down, people did come marching up the steps once before- during the purge. And the jedi of that time had no way of stopping it. It made the  boy a bit uneasy to be surrounded on all by people who’s opinions could change so easily. Back in the outer rim, even though it was a ruff, lawless, place-the inhabitants weren’t stupid. You couldn’t be in the outer rim. You had think for yourself, look, listen-be aware. But here.....In the upper levels....

He gestured to a nearby cluster of seating, and lowered himself into a cozy chair. “Actually, for a really long time, they didn’t. I’m not sure when they started doing that, but it was because of a few things. They thought that no Jedi should favour one person over another. They didn’t want the Jedi building dynasties and bloodlines, because the Sith were all about purity and power from having really good bloodlines. And, they thought that having attachments would create distractions and vulnerability. If you’re worried about your spouse or children, you’re not as focused on the mission, or so they thought.”

The girl looked at the master Jedi, eager to hear the response. While Ingeras, realizing who he was talking to, slouched in his chair in an attempt to hide.

He glanced at Ingeras briefly. “A lot of our information was destroyed by Emperor Palpatine when he and Darth Vader hunted down the Jedi. What’s your name, anyway?” he asked the girl.

“But that still does not make any sense. that must of known that they were causing bad relations with the public? That was part of the reason why is was so easy for Emperor Palpatine to turn the public against the jedi, right?” Ingeras spoke up again once more, this time; however, he did not shrink away. Far to interested in the conversation at hand.