[h3]Ben Solo[/h3]

In the Force he roamed idly, searching thoughtfully for the disk. When it proved uneventful, he was preparing to give up but Odette had other plans. He felt her hand fall onto his own, then felt her presence in the Force come alive inside him. A impromptu culmination of immense potential, an awakening of the supernatural kind had exploded to life. Ben soon felt their desires meld and the Force had no choice but to give up its secret. 

Ben felt a pressure growing in his chest a sudden flame that bellowed regally. Near-instant visages of bookcases, shelves, and collections through his mind. When all was done he reached up to grip his head, a dull ache and wozziness threatened to make him kneel. Grasping the railing, he nodded to Odette. He knew where it was as well. 

Following her to the first floor, hurrying down the spirial stairs; he bore witness to the map that Artoo-Detoo projected forth. It stretched above him in a spectacular light blue. Ben folded his arms over his chest and tried to grip its location. 

[color=red][b]"Is this the full map?"[/b][/color] he asked curiously, a bit confused by the surrounding planets and moons. He had never heard of any of them.  

Before an answer could come heard and felt one of the padawans approaching. "Odette, you in here? Ben? This place is so dirty, it'll be the death of me." The voice was gravely and young.