"In the flesh." Kind of anyway. But the smile Anakin offered Cal was warm, proud, a little cock-sure. And he hadn't been there before, but Anakin kept a feel out - always. "Jedi Kestis, Master Tapal's Padawan, correct?" He knew, but well.
"Yeah. That's me. Cal Kestis." Cal can't say he's disappointed to see Skywalker here, he's not -- but he's surprised. Maybe it's because he's not really who he was expecting. He raises a brow.
"Not that I'm not happy that I'm not alone here or anything, I can't say that you were the person I was expecting to see." Master Tapal, Cere - Prauf, maybe. "Then again, this really isn't what I was picturing death to be like."
Maybe a bit less... of a train? Some bright lights, that kind of thing.
"You've grown up." In another world, Anakin would have been quite at ease working with the Initiates, but it would have taken a different type of Jedi Order, one that wasn't an impossibility but didn't exist for them. But that shade of a life that could have been, it's there in Anakin now, the pride and the warmth offered, entirely different from what Cal would ever had seen in Vader. But he's grown since then too.
"No, I suppose not. I've made a choice, to stay here." To help other Jedi go, those who have been harmed by Vader, by Palpatine, by himself.
"It's been a long time." A lifetime ago, it feels like now. World weary; it's been long enough to feel like it's been several lifetimes. Cal used to think back on Bracca, of that particular meeting and wondering he met his fate like the other Jedi. The initiates he'd shared meals with, the padawans he'd traversed Illum with.
"So you're like a guide, then? Sticking with us until we reach... where are we going, anyways?"
"A teacher." And occasionally, comforter. "You'll have a choice to make, soon. To allow your consciousness to fade, become truly one with the Force, or to stay. Become a Force Ghost, to serve the future generations. There's no wrong choice. But for now, you can relax. Heal, if you need to."
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"Not that I'm not happy that I'm not alone here or anything, I can't say that you were the person I was expecting to see." Master Tapal, Cere - Prauf, maybe. "Then again, this really isn't what I was picturing death to be like."
Maybe a bit less... of a train? Some bright lights, that kind of thing.
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"No, I suppose not. I've made a choice, to stay here." To help other Jedi go, those who have been harmed by Vader, by Palpatine, by himself.
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"So you're like a guide, then? Sticking with us until we reach... where are we going, anyways?"
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