After a long and stressful day full of cuts, gashes, and the occasional lesson in how to be a Jedi, Rothel sighs, locking the door to his new apartment. Boxes litter the floor, waiting to be unpacked. Walking past all of them, he heads to the already established bed and table, sitting on the bed and tossing his datapad onto the table.
JOURNAL APPLICATION INITIALIZED
BOOTING RECORDS
LOCATING LATEST ENTRY: DATE - 7629.2-B7Y
ISOLATING NEW DATA SECTOR
INPUTTING NEW ENTRY: DATE - 7629.3-B7Y
VOICE TO DATA MATRIX ON STANDBY
READY TO RECORD
Been one hell of a ride so far. I thought Sandra was going rough before… I had no idea what I was in store for. I’m starting to feel something from my crystal. Like it’s… Trying to connect with me. I’m a bit skeptical, but I feel like maybe I should let it, or perhaps, try myself to connect with it… Rothel sighs
Sandra sent me through the old Mandalorian base, had me go against the whole lot of 'em. I learn quickly… I also heal quickly, but I sometimes don’t pay attention to my surroundings… I got jumped by three of them… I now know what it feels like to die. Had Sandra not been there I would have been dead all the way. That’s not a pleasant view, I know, but… It opens my eyes further to the galaxy… Used to be, I wake up, do a few jobs, get paid, and go to my ship, repeat… Now, I don’t have anything, and it’s amazing how I’m making something from nothing. I’m grateful for Mart and Sandra for giving me the tools to do so…
He lays down on the bed, humming in thought.
I know I won’t for some time, but I’d like to go back to Selton, see if I can find Treda, see if she’s alright… More importantly, I’d like to see if my father’s disappointed in me, or… If he’s even… I don’t want to think about that…
So, about my lessons, I’ve learned a lot about the cores… Telekinetics mostly, but I’ve learned a thing or two in curato salva, or healing.
There’s a moment of silence
Man, so much stuff to unpack…
RECORDING FINISHED
FINALIZING NEW DATA SECTOR
RECORDS SAVED
APPLICATION SHUTTING DOWN