@lostserenno
Two weeks and four days on Coruscant. Of course he was counting. He had been counting his days of freedom since escaping Nythra, why wouldn't he count the length of his prison sentence too? It didn't matter if the Jedi provided him a nice room, food tailored to his dietary preferences, an earpiece to read documents to him? They were still his captors. Biology tests, origin questioning, work examples... he felt as if he were a creature being studied or prey being watched and played with before ultimately being devoured. The latter concept was more familiar than he wanted to admit.
What a nightmare it was to suddenly be surrounded by a worldview who saw him as a potential enemy, even if he had run from what they feared. Sith, Sith, Sith.
But he wasn't a Sith. How many times did he have to reiterate it? Maybe they saw something in his blood. They never did give him the results. If he could decipher Aurebesh, perhaps he'd ask to see them anyway.
He was, in fact, escorted to the gardens today. The amount of times he'd tried (failed or succeeded) to escape out here for a sense of normalcy he couldn't count. It is the sole reason he doesn't feel as if he might jump out of his skin. The sunlight, the breeze... he wonders if the grass would feel like a whole world was underneath or if that, too, would feel as false as the entire ecumenopolis of Coruscant and its Temple. Casimir was too busy watching a breeze waft through the trees to hear why he had been brought out of his rooms (prison) in the first place.
The sound of his chosen name draws his attention back and he finds another man, likely a little younger than him or of similar age, but clearly a Jedi. Basically everyone who wasn't a droid here were Jedi weren't they? Maybe he's lived his entire life in a Temple, but even his own people weren't this stifling. He was being introduced, surprisingly with only his name and not the label they constantly affiliate him with. Apparently, this young man was to be his charge, but Casimir heard guard. It might as well be the same thing. "Why?" is the only question he had any energy to spare for.










