There's bright red paint all over the outside of the Corellian Sanctuary, one of those rare buildings on Coruscant that stands on its own and just two levels high. Barit Saiy tries to ignore what the paint reads as he scrubs at it.
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It makes him angry, it hurts somewhere deep inside where he's full-blooded Corellian even through three generations. Corellia is home and this is the resting of place of people who just couldn't get there, people like him. He hates this stupid planet.
A noise behind him makes him look up, and as he glances sideways he sees his dad and grandpa stop, too. There's a boy approaching, maybe five years younger than Barit, with red hair and brown robes. Maybe he's a Jedi or something.
At the confirmation, he asks why the kid wants in -- what reason do the Jedi have for being here, after all? It's not like they need help. They've got it sorted themselves.
But apparently the boy's uncle is Corellian. Barit can respect that -- it makes the kid at least part Corellian himself. He looks over at his grandpa and eventually the old man nods and says, "I'll take him."
Ben follows the old man slowly, studying everything he sees in the dim light. The doors had been forced open, he thinks, and when his eyes adjust to the darkness inside, he sees rubble scattered across the floor, signs of the damage the vandals had caused.
It's the ceiling that gets his attention, though. Most of the interior is dark. But here and there the ceiling is studded with diamonds; they look like stars. The old man explains that they're compressed from the carbon left behind after cremations. "That's the night sky as you'd see it from Corellia."
"Why?"
"Corellians who couldn't get home during the New Republic. Next best thing to resting in home soil."
Ben supposes they restored it after the Yuuzhan Vong war, and they did a good job before the vandalism. He looks around at the chunks on the floor, realising that some of the diamonds are missing from the parts that have fallen, and he frowns.
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It makes him angry, it hurts somewhere deep inside where he's full-blooded Corellian even through three generations. Corellia is home and this is the resting of place of people who just couldn't get there, people like him. He hates this stupid planet.
A noise behind him makes him look up, and as he glances sideways he sees his dad and grandpa stop, too. There's a boy approaching, maybe five years younger than Barit, with red hair and brown robes. Maybe he's a Jedi or something.
"What d'you want, kid?"
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"I wanted to look inside, sir. Is that okay?"
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"You a Jedi?"
At the confirmation, he asks why the kid wants in -- what reason do the Jedi have for being here, after all? It's not like they need help. They've got it sorted themselves.
But apparently the boy's uncle is Corellian. Barit can respect that -- it makes the kid at least part Corellian himself. He looks over at his grandpa and eventually the old man nods and says, "I'll take him."
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It's the ceiling that gets his attention, though. Most of the interior is dark. But here and there the ceiling is studded with diamonds; they look like stars. The old man explains that they're compressed from the carbon left behind after cremations. "That's the night sky as you'd see it from Corellia."
"Why?"
"Corellians who couldn't get home during the New Republic. Next best thing to resting in home soil."
Ben supposes they restored it after the Yuuzhan Vong war, and they did a good job before the vandalism. He looks around at the chunks on the floor, realising that some of the diamonds are missing from the parts that have fallen, and he frowns.
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