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//Revamped anon!! Juliet Capulet @-capuletrose

Chosen0ne-

The monastery was older than most stars on Anakin’s charts, its stone worn smooth by centuries of wind and prayer. He expected noise — scholars, refugees, Jedi, movement.
          
          Instead, he found her.
          
          Alone in the archive hall, light from the high windows cutting gold across her hands as she carefully placed a holocron back into its cradle.
          
          “You must be the one they call the Keeper,” Anakin said quietly, as if raising his voice might disturb the ghosts in the walls.
          
          
          ;// I don’t know if this is any good - but I’m happy to send something else if it isn’t >->

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@Chosen0ne- 
            
            Hanna looked toward the older Jedi with her green eyes, studying him. She gave a nod to the Jedi, her eyes then focusing toward the Archives behind her. “This monastery has been here longer than these Archives…
            
            “We were once based in the Holy City….but now we are here…it offers safe haven for more than just Jedi…but others who need to hide…Cere Junda and Eno Cordova are among those who help the Hidden Path to help refugees hide …”
            
            She then turned back to him as she held a small device in her hand. “Some of our own people have found a planet…somewhere where our people could be safe and hidden…but it takes two of these devices to help navigate to that planet…” 
            
            “I lost my home a long time ago…my own people…and I want to fight for those who have nothing left…so they can begin rebuilding new lives…safe…
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            Anakin followed her movement into the light, the gold glow catching in his hair, across the worn fabric of his robes. He noticed the way her eyes flicked to his lightsaber — not with fear, but with recognition. The kind that came from someone who knew exactly what that symbol meant now.
            
            He didn’t reach for it. Didn’t even rest his hand near it.
            
            “Anakin,” he said simply at first, then after a beat, as if deciding honesty mattered more than reputation, “Anakin Skywalker.”
            
            There was a brief pause — not dramatic, not heavy, just long enough for the name to exist between them.
            
            “I was told the Keeper of the archives might be able to help me,” he continued, voice low, respectful of the quiet around them. “Not with records. With people.”
            
            His gaze shifted back to the holocrons behind her, then returned to her face.
            
            “Jedi who don’t know where to go anymore. Refugees who don’t know what they’re allowed to hope for.”
            A faint, almost self-aware smile touched his mouth.
            
            “And… maybe someone who knows what it means to guard what’s left after everything else is taken.”
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@Chosen0ne-
            
            Realized I forgor to tag you/
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          Posting it here!///
          
          
          If the woman could have shouted, she could have, but she quickly shielded the individual from a blaster bolt before pulling them to the side. She gritted her teeth before shooting the trooper that had sent the blast toward their direction. She then turned toward them. “Close call…you picked a wrong area to be in…what are you doing here?” She woman gestured in such language.

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@-jedhaarchivist “Looks like the coast is clear.” Max said to her
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@Puppet198463 
            
            She would carefully look throughout the areas around them, being careful not to lead them through Imperial infested areas.
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@-jedhaarchivist Max stayed Close behind her as they were making their way throughout the city. He was nervous about possibly being found, by storm troopers.
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