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[indent][indent]Two years had passed since the Dagaboh incident. In those two years, Ben had found some clarity in the Force. It came in the form of a raspy, mechanical voice. It reassured him that he was on the right path. It urged him to dive deeper into the Force, to embrace the visions, the imagery, and from them, cultivate his own interpretation of events. Ben had tried and it spelled out whispers of betrayal and dark coercion. In truth he had become disillusioned with Luke's order and sought out different means of guidance. He shifted through the Force like a dedicated learner. All the while drawing closer and closer to the infamous, Darth Vader. 

The Jedi Killer. 

His grandfather.

[color=deepskyblue]"Hey, Ben. How about we go hike up to the lake? Just like we used to when we were kids." [/color]

[color=crimson][b]"Hmm?"[/b][/color] he teased, his stride regal and practiced among weeping grass surrounding the temple.  

Even as he mulled over his destiny, Odette had remained his constant. He needth to search his feeling or the Force to know wherever his path took him, she was to be with him. He [b]refused[/b] to have it any other way. By this time he had transitioned from his darker robes to a mildly lighter color, if only to put on the front that he was wholly fine.

[color=crimson][b]"Is that what you think of me sweet, Odette? Of course I'm not the only one to have aged here."[/b][/color] Obviously a joke by the kind smile on his lips. [color=crimson][b]"I'll go but on one condition ... we take it slow. No sprinting or leaping, just a simple walk to the lake. Savoring the beauty of these mountains, is something we all should do."[/b][/color]

He unhooked his arm from Odette's only to grab her hand within his own. [color=crimson][b]"You never know when things could change."[/b][/color][/indent][/indent]