Awkward was the nature of a man sitting by himself on the corner of the freighter's mess hall. His robes announced his devote faith of the Jedi order, dark tan robes with white that underlay it, however the boots, gauntlets and hood clearly were typical of a Sith. They were jet black, the hood depicted silver Sith like symmetrical designs. His ambiguous nature made those around him on edge, They could neither decide if he was an enemy likely to cut them down for amusement or if he was benevolent in mismatched wrappings. By the clear constant smile he held on his face it belied the wisdom that Sith seldom attain. The Freighter<em>Yddrasil</em>made its way across the stars which blinked by it during the light speed travel. This lone figure clothed in contradiction peered into the endless void that was space.<em>Three days... Three days is all I need now.. I pray that it still remains where I buried it..</em>His pondering left him absent minded, his entanglement in the force causing the liquid within his glass to swirl slowly. His thoughts slipped slowly to the past.<br/><em>Many years prior at the council; "Roma! Roma!" called a teenager, a young padawan clothed in the pale robes of youth greeted him running to him giving him a warm hug. "Tatiana!" he patted the girls back and stooped to her level, "How is your training going? good?" he asked her, she returned with a smile as she nodded, "Yes! very very well they say I might be able to be taken on by a Jedi Master in but a few months" she squeaked with excitement. A smile played across Roma's lips as he ruffled her ruffled her silvery blond hair. Tatiana bounced up on the balls of her feet, "I want you to be my Master Roma! please please!" she said biting her lip. "Alright! alright, no need to twist my arm" he said laughing holding her head to keep her from bouncing.</em><br/>Roma fingers twisted underneath his robes gripping a thin pendent on a cord of hide. His fingers tracing the contours of the curvy pendent that was forged from a tooth of a beast. Again his Thoughts slipped back in time.<br/><em>After a year into Tatiana's apprenticeship; "hah! got that pesky droid Master!" Tatiana spoke as she jabbed her purple colored lightsaber through the battle droid's CPU melting the mechanical soldier to solder. "Do not get ahead of yourself Tatiana" Roma spoke as his lifted two of the droids into the air crushing them into scrap before letting the heap fall on a third droid, "Get in the ship!" he ordered his Padawan as his saber flung about in a green haze sending the blasters in scattered direction. Tatiana obeyed him quickly pushing a droid away from her as she climbed aboard the Star Cruiser, Roma soon following as he closed the ramp flying the ship from the planet's surface. Once in space he swiveled in his chair walking to Tatiana, "That was reckless what you did... you could have been hurt and alerting all of those droids was more work than what we needed to do" he reprimanded her. Her eyes fell from his, "I am sorry my Master, it will not happen again" she said as he put his hand under her chin lifting it to look him in the eyes, "See that it doesn't" he told her. The two stared for a long minute before each lowered their heads and kissed, their lips pressed softly before parting. Their gaze knowing the devious nature of the relationship that the Council had banned.</em><br/>The Freighter hit turbulence jostling him back to the here and now in reality, his eyes sullen from the dim light. He raise the cup to his lips and took a long drink of the contents of his cup, setting it back down. Roma breathed deeply as he tried to focus his mind. As he did the painful splinter raised to the surface; His fall from the Jedi Council.<br/><em>2 years ago; He knelt over Tatiana's body as the Sith before him cackled manically trying to galvanize him into reckless action. It had worked, His rage grew deep within him. His light saber had been destroyed earlier in the scuffle. He gripped Tatiana's in his hand, closing his eyes he deactivated the blade on it. Although deep within the rage of himself over the loss of his Padawan and lover, he, in that instant understood why Jedi should not have relationships like theirs. He would not stain her blade with the blood of a Sith in anger. The Sith goaded him, but as most Sith clearly do, they overestimated themselves. With a sharp jerk the Sith's light saber was sent across the room, as he was lifted into the air. Roma proceeded to smash the flailing Sith, who was unable to match his mastery of the force movements. As the Sith weakened, Roma's rage took root, He pressed the Sith into the floor of the hanger, he could hear the Sith cry out. Each wet snap of the broken Sith's bones brought joy to his ears as Roma took his time crippling the man. With the Sith's dying breath he bellowed as Roma sent him head first into the idling star cruiser's engine, incinerating him to cinders. He felt a weak hand grab his ankle, he turned to see Tatiana gripping him. He quickly knelt by her side, as she pressed her necklace into his hands. The two met for a final kiss as her will surrendered to the Force and she was gone from his life. After collecting the Sith's Light saber and his own broken one he packed her body on the Star Cruiser and returned to the Council. In his lamenting he turned her body over for proper last respects and left after the funeral. </em><br/>The Freighter dropped from light speed, the shock jolted Roma, the cup imploded on itself as did the table leaving rusted fragments there with him shaking his head. A crewman approached, "Fella.. we don't really like your kind, no offense but we can't have you on our ship any more..." the crewman told him, Roma looked at him with his pale aqua colored eyes, " I understand and I take no offense.. I just ask you drop me on Belance.. I have business there and can get a ride from there.." Roma responded. The crewman nodded, "Thank ya kindly.." he said as he talked into his communicator. A muffled burst of static returned his orders, "We're over Belance in a few minutes, we'll getcha a drop pod.." He informed him as Roma stood following the Crewman through the halls of the freighter and into a pod. Roma sat in the pod as the hiss of hydraulics lowered him and fired him into the vacuum of space as he hurled towards the planet. His pod shot down skipping across the water with a heated sizzle before sinking to the murky depths. The door jettisoned and Roma made his way to the surface, the water's depth pressing down on his ear drums making them ache dully. He broke the surface of the water, feeling reborn coming back to this planet where he himself had scouted Tatiana many years ago. A small ache pulled on his heart as he pulled himself ashore as he saw the surrounding land. He smiled at the twist of irony of his landing zone. He paced three meters in front of him where a great oaken like tree stood, in the base, carved in his initials and Tatiana's. He crouched at the base in a hollow of the tree. Inside he pulled out what was two cloth wrapped Light sabers. Turning he sat down and started dismantling his light saber as he mediated setting to work to fix it. Long after Night fall it was repaired. Three Light sabers sat snugly inside his robes,<em>I am sorry.. so very sorry</em>. He rested his head back and fell asleep on the shore of the lake. His tormented mind finding what little peace it could.<br/><br/>