[center][h1][color=fff200][u][b]Lucas Marek[/b][/u][/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=8dc73f][i]"There is no Dark side, nor a Light. There is Only the Force..."[/i][/color] A slight pause in the young man's mind, quickly followed again with: [color=8dc73f][i]"There is no Dark side, nor a Light. There is Only the Force..."[/i][/color]

Though his eyes were closed, Lucas could "see" everything that was before and around him. The erect rock he sat upon rumbled, though only he could feel the fissures of the earth below him. The stalwart tree that waved through the wind as it blew pass him gently, filling him with a calming mindset. His garments, neatly folded and off to his left, allowed him to feel all this in his body's most natural state; granting him an unrivaled meditation with the Living Force. Around him, floated the pieces of his twin lightsabers as he concentrated on his meditation; strengthening his resolve and mastery over the mystical power. And just as he had done countless times before, he reconfigured his weapons and lowered them on the makeshift rock pedestal he constructed before his meditation. Slowly, he opened his eyes and took in the magnificent gaze of Kashyyyk and its mountainous forests surrounding him. The planet, home of the Wookie, was the closest thing he had to a home besides Yavin IV; another place of meditation for him.

[color=aba000]"Sir, I'm receiving a message from our friends in the Underground. Would you like me to forward it to your communicator or shall it wait till you return?"[/color] a robotic voice spoke suddenly, coming in the direction of his equipment.

[b][color=f7941d]"K3, it can wait till I am finished here. Till I return to the ship, make no attempt to call for me. If I wanted some company, I would return to Corusant."[/color][/b] the young lad replied, utilizing the Force to open the relay to his robotic companions comm-link.

Lucas stood from his resting position, stretching in glorious sunlight in all his glory before making his way to his garments. Dressing himself in an orderly fashion, he slung the rucksack full of provisions he brought on his back. Taking a step towards the deep forests, raised his hand and snapped his fingers; both his lightsabers lifted off the rock they rested upon and returned to their master's side. Many of the former students of Jedi would say his use of the Force was reckless, borderlining the path to the Dark side. But he didn't believe in such nonsense, the Force was a tool to be utilized for whatever needed to be done. Passing under the fallen trunks of trees, scarred with blaster marks and explosions, he took into account the fierce battles this world had seen. Kashyyyk had seen its fair share of the troubles brought on by all the empires of old and the current one. Would the wars and struggles ever end? Probably not. Leaping from the ridge he came upon, he somersaulted through the air and landed below without a scratch. 

[i][color=8dc73f]"Who cares... as long as I make my way and no one bothers me, I'll be fine and so will everyone."[/color][/i] he thought to himself.