Sitting in his quarters which were sound proof to other prying ears, the Templar sipped on a glass of Corellian whiskey. Taking the cup he swirled it around in his hand waiting on his student, Ashaiya to appear. Today they'd go over the philosophy of the Dark Jedi. The code, the history of the Dark Jedi from Rannon and now to Ruusan. Plus, they'd go over protocol on politics here. Also on the list of things to talk about where what Ashaiya would do in the eyes of the public here. Knowing they hadn't spoken much about it, Jacob wanted to know if she'd be a 'noble' or something else. Either way what the public knew and what happened elsewhere in secret were something they needed to discuss.
As he sat there he then let his aura wash over the room and stretching out into the hallway. Riding the storm of emotions the Templar figured he'd give his student the chance to seek him out with his aura rather then try to find his room. Knowing that she had aquired her new amulet the other day and then tapped into it, he then took another sip of his drink. Jacob remembered a time where he did nothing but nearly drink himself to death. That was a low point in his life. Now he knew when to stop and cut himself off. No longer did he drink himself into a drunken stupor like he did before.
Closing his eyes he then took a bigger sip of it then set it down. Breathing in the Force he felt the dark waves course through his being. Then letting the tranquility of his inner soul wash over him also he then felt peaceful. At least in that moment. He wondered what his son was up to. How he missed Junior and Renee greatly.
As he sat there he then let his aura wash over the room and stretching out into the hallway. Riding the storm of emotions the Templar figured he'd give his student the chance to seek him out with his aura rather then try to find his room. Knowing that she had aquired her new amulet the other day and then tapped into it, he then took another sip of his drink. Jacob remembered a time where he did nothing but nearly drink himself to death. That was a low point in his life. Now he knew when to stop and cut himself off. No longer did he drink himself into a drunken stupor like he did before.
Closing his eyes he then took a bigger sip of it then set it down. Breathing in the Force he felt the dark waves course through his being. Then letting the tranquility of his inner soul wash over him also he then felt peaceful. At least in that moment. He wondered what his son was up to. How he missed Junior and Renee greatly.
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