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Tion, where you and Master Porro have been receiving medical treatment and recovering. You’ve seen little of him these past few months, his wounds at the hands of the ancient hateful phantom left him a bitter cripple. His left leg is gone, all that remains is a stump which is now attached to a mechanical prosthetic that he often glares at with revolted eyes. Further slices left deep scars over Porro’s body, not marks that a warrior could wear with pride but wounds inflicted by a Sith finding joy in playing with his underwhelming prey. Synthskin now covers those wounds, but the flame of shame birth by his inadequacy remains burning bright behind the hidden gashes.
Bright cyan light spills through the window in your wall, the two massive stars dance in the sky eternally. The blue twins locked in a waltz that will continue forever, always bathing the planet in light. The colouration of the world is something bizarre and fascinating to you, but somewhat unsettling, it feels like the world is wrong due to the abnormal colour. This headache is a common one that many new arrivals are affected by, at least, that’s what Jedi Knight Korra claims. With potent light comes a wilting heat; the thin, almost see-through white sheets half clings to the lower half of your sweat-coated body, the bulk of the blanket lies bunched at your feet.
As you stretch in the soft, gentle and yet sweaty bed, an audible click emanates from your chest as you let out a compound of a yawn and a groan that deepens as you exaggerate your stretch. Looking around the modest room from the comfort of your bed, you a greeted with joy at the apartment that surrounds you. Because it isn’t just any room, it is your room; during your years as an Initiate, this was a luxury you were not granted; there was no privacy or sense of personal space that you needed. The bedroom you briefly inhabited in Master Porro’s ship was not yours, it was his that you simply borrowed. A strong, welcome breeze darts through your window, bringing some reprieve from the impressive heat.
Rolling out of bed, you grin as you turn to face the window, seeing the planet-spanning sea lap at the golden sand. Crystal-clear blue waves crash along the shore one after the other. Still undressed, you walk through an open door to your small bathroom, cold water sprays from the showerhead buried in the ceiling above. The rejuvenating water sprinkles down, carrying the sweat that built up over the hot night off your body. Without thought or notice, there is a smile on your face and a serene calmness in your mind, gifted by the fantastic weather and the beautiful paradise world. You can see why a Jedi temple is placed here, where else in the galaxy could you get the same feeling of relaxation and a deserved lethargy spawned by the wonderful world and the delightful heat?
