OOC: After reading through the past 6 pages, I've come back. I want to get into the role of the Imperial Admiral eventually, it's time someone expects some of the Rebel's strategies. Slowly Trej Ocas opened his eyes, and was forced immediately to shield them with his left eyes. Speaking to himself Trej muttered, "The Sun shines strong in this corrupted worlds." "As if the God of the Sun ignored the sins of the Emperor." A low booming voice answered. Trej looked at the creature that moved towards him and snorted lightly. "There are no gods in this galaxy, only the Empire." "There were gods once, fair and just." The alien insisted, conveying a secret meaning in his words. "And they died long ago." Trej added grimly. "Gods cannot die." "No?" Trej exclaimed with mock-surprise. "So where are they?" "Blasters and Black Capes cannot kill them, as I said, they cannot die, they can only be forgotten." "Perhaps it is better so." Trej said and started to walk away, but the creature continued to follow him. Trej sighed and turned to face the creature again. "What do you want with me?" "I want you to remember, that you can make other people remember that there is good in this galaxy. That the Force is still strong." "You do not know the ways of the people, little one. I have been betrayed before, not by a single person, not by a mercenary army, but by the people of this galaxy." "There is the Rebellion," the creature said, sounding slightly embarrassed of that suggestion. Trej could not help but laugh. "The Rebellion is composed by a bunch of kids with starfighters and some fearful refugees that refuse to die, there is no hope in their movement." "And are you not a fearful refugee, that refuses to die?" "You don't know me, go!" Trej snapped. "I found you." "So make sure you don't find me again." Trej shouted and walked again, this time the creature did not move but shouted from the distance. "Tell me where will you wake up tomorrow? Again in the streets, without home nor purpose? You are meant for more, Knight!" If the creature said more it trailed away as Trej ran away from there. A while ago Trej had contemplated when the Jedi should return from their grave. Then he had forgotten about that, only limiting himself to live and abandon the matters of the galaxy to everyone else. Now this alien had come to him, encouraging him to take actions, to rise after a little more than a decade of lying in the shadows. Perhaps I am meant for more. Perhaps just perhaps, he knew where to find an answer. Trej took a laberynthine route into a secret storehouse, so secluded that it felt as if the past twelve years hadn't happened. In its center was his answer. It's slow hum and it's smooth hull awakened a feeling in him that made him realize how far he had fallen from the ideal of the Jedi. As soon as the sun set down in that section of Coruscant, amidst the traffic of millions of people on little bright dot sped towards the black beyond, wanting to find a place to wake up in the morning.