Who: Galen and Jacen What: Galen goes to duel/train from Jacen and hear his theories on the Force Where: Abandon Warehouse When: Evening of the 24, starting around 7pm Rating: Uh...PG maybe? Status: In Progress
Galen had arrived early at the warehouse Jace had specified, if only to look it all over before entering it. Years of tutelage under the Dark Lord had made him wary of unknown, even known, locations and thus, he always exercised caution. As he approached the building, he sensed nothing malicious or dangerous so he entered. Though it wasn't through the front doors. He instead chose to enter through the roof access. High ground could be valuable. The Empire's massive space station was proof enough of that. Only a fool would take on such a thing without a solid plan (though to be fair, he had done that but that was more for freeing the rebels than destroying the station himself).
He slipped silently through the shadows of the walkways, senses on alert for any movements. All he could sense were the usual vermin that clung to such a place, but no human life. That was good. He didn't want to hold back in a duel with Jacen. Something about the other man told him Jacen wouldn't hold back either. At least Galen hoped he wouldn't. He ran a gloved hand over the railing and looked at the faint film of dust and cobweb that clung to the leather. No one seemed to have been in here in quite a while. This would be a good place to train.
Leaping down to the main floor, Galen found the main area, rusted and broken equipment scattered throughout the area. Finding a suitable spot, he sat down, folding his legs under him and pulled his lightsaber out. His mind took it apart with ease. Then he slowly began the process of rebuilding it, focusing on each connection he made, the blue crystal that had been his father's slowly being enveloped by the surrounding metal. Not for the first time since arriving here in Lawrence, he found himself wishing Juno were here. If only for a connection to his own reality and time.