"Sir there's nothing left. If there was it wouldv'e been vapourised in the explosion."
I wrote that line for a reason, heck I wrote the whole post so Ren would be assumed dead, for the time being. If I said the remains wouldv'e been vapourised then they wouldv'e been vapourised.
As it stands Ren is taken to be dead by everyone including yourself. So please alter your post accordingly.Thanks)
The damage didn't seem half bad when he'd had a chance to examine it thoroughly. With a little bit of time tinkering they could be back in space in an hour at least.
He let out a little sigh before he began to work.
The last few weeks were some of the most trying of his life. Then to be hit with what could only be described as the sledgehammer of all visions, his task seemingly just became that much heavier a burden to bare.
His time in the bar back on Bonaden had given him the crucial time he needed to think, and come to the conclusion that whatever happened in the end, he would do everything in his power to protect his friend, his , one love. She was innocent in this entire ordeal, and it was his duty as a Jedi to protect the innocent at whatever cost.
He shook himself from his little daze and began to fiddle with the engine manifolds.
The entire time he was unaware of the goings on in the cockpit. Totally unaware that Vessana had felt a message from Dakkon.
He was not worried what would happen after the children were back in safe hands. He had forseen the outcome.
Ren smiled,and reaching into his pocket he pulled out a little portable holo-recorder he had purchased back on Bonaden. Activating the unit, it began to buzz and beep, recording the Jedi.
He looked into the beam, his voice speaking of the events of the trip, his feelings, and the events to come. The look on his face told a story all of its own. The story of a man finally at peace with himself, the story of a man who was lost himself, who at one time questioned his own faith in the galaxy, in those around him, and within himself. A story of how one woman, a woman who's predicament saved him from uncertainty and brought him back into a new light.
Soon, the story would be over, and this young uncertain man, who grew from a orphaned boy on Ithor, to a Rogue Jedi Master, would come to realise his life and his own destiny, and come to accept his path.
