<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4IDTyeg.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sandaris'rad (San)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Jedi Temple, Landing Platform/Main hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Attending Ceremony<br/><br/>The green skinned twi'lek's brown jacket and lekku fluttered in the wake of the turbulence left behind by her uncle as he piloted away from the landing platform at which she stood.  In that moment, San almost felt that she had come to the wrong place.  She wanted to cry out to her uncle to come back, to take her back to the family.  San had never cared for Jedi, they were just an entity that existed elsewhere, just stories they were, nothing more.  And yet here she was, having been pushed by her family to abandon the one thing she was good at to... what the hell did these mythical creatures do anyway?  Protect the galaxy or something?  Where were they when one could easily walk down a street in the lower city and pass a number of muggings and beatings?<em>Guardians of the galaxy my ass...</em>she groaned in her mind as she slowly started walking along the platform and toward the temple.<br/><br/>As she started to reach the entrance, she stopped before looking up.  She had obviously seen the spire from far away, as it was visible from practically half the planet due to how tall it was.  Some called it majestic, others called it breathtaking, and though the twi'lek found it intimidating, she didn't think of any of those things.<em>If they can build something so huge... why can't they do more?  Why are there so few of them?</em>She recalled a sudden bitterness as she thought of her father.  He had been crippled in an accident last year, the once great pilot reduced to sitting behind a desk all day.  Where were they then?  If even one of the Jedi were there, they could've easily avoided the accident... they had some powers or something that let them do that, right?<br/><br/>San's hands distorted into tight, clenched fists, particularly as she entered the temple.  The bitterness only grew more intense as she peered around.  There were so many of them, it seemed... and this grand hall?  It looked like a monarch's palace!  So not only could any one of these wizards have been there at any point her family experienced trauma, but they also had the gall to live in such wealth?  It made her clench her teeth, her dark brown eyes rumbling in their sockets from a sudden wash of hatred that came over her.<em>It's all their faults... I'm miserable because of THEM!</em><br/><br/>Her hand trembled as it slid over the grip of her blaster.  For a moment, a flash went through her mind as she pictured shooting into the crowd of jedi.  And for a moment, she felt something was very off with her.  Luckily, as another character pushed past it, it broke her out of her moment of... insanity was it?  She wasn't sure exactly what it was but... it felt very off.  "K-keep it together..." she whispered to herself.  Already San had wasted enough time thinking, she thought she might be late for the ceremony!  Not that it was a bad thing but... punctuality was a part of her as her family had drilled in.<br/><br/>Pushing into the crowd, she suddenly felt rather at home, as the lower cities were always like this.  It was odd seeing so many robed strangers being little more than foot traffic, but... "Ah!"  San slowed down and peered over her shoulder as she had felt a hand give her ass a firm grab from behind through her black, tight trousers but couldn't distinguish anyone in the crowd.  She was more than used to that happened down in the streets but... here in the temple as well?  Did they have no class either?<br/><br/>Eventually, she pushed her way through the crowd and ended up on the other side, spotting several younger looking individuals as they walked further in.  Supposing they were here for the ceremony as well, she was quick to follow them.  After a bit of time, she ended up alongside the others in the ceremony.