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You want to talk to Morrigan; she has heard a lot that has confused her since your arrived on Lieserl. You owe her an explanation, and you need to sway her to your ways of thinking. It could be a challenging task; she has a stern determination, which could bar her mind from being receptive to your words. You will have to approach her only after you craft the correct arguments that you are sure will win her over. As you stand still, watching the Jedi mill around the temple and ponder those coming words, you decide to leave it for later; the answers aren’t coming to you now, so you take your mind off the matter for a while and come back refreshed.
As you contemplate productive ways to spend your time, a memory flashes in your mind. It is of Claire, her arms around your neck and her lips on yours. Subconsciously, you bring a hand to your chin and gently brush your lips with your thumb, as if attempting to simulate the kiss. You chortle as you realise the action your body mindlessly performed, but it isn’t the only thing your self-deprecating chuckle is aimed at. It is also in reaction to the thought that you received your first kiss at twenty-two years old. It is something that most beings have had in their teens, you have missed this opportunity until now due to your adherence to the Jedi Order’s doctrine of celibacy.
Compared to people like Luke, who ignore the Council’s decree, you have always felt insecure and embarrassed. It makes you feel lesser and small, so you wrap it up in either jokes with a jovial mask, or a level of disinterested disdain. Your earlier thoughts on your foibles push you to act. You want to get this situation with Claire sorted and talked through, to what outcome you have yet to decide.
Walking through the temples, you walk around in an attempt to find Claire. You, of course, could call her with your communicator and ask for her location. But it feels wrong, like it implies something very serious, and you would prefer to approach this from a laidback and chilled mindset rather than build it into something big. As time passes and you struggle to bump into Claire casually, your mind begins to form thoughts that attack your confidence and increase your already peeking nervousness. After what feels like hours, and is likely less than half of one, you spot the figure of a female Ramdar, Claire.
