Life is a journey, a path on itself...

The funds were a success. People had a chance to get a good living and the students did their best for it. Regularly I received status reports from the offices on Coruscant how things went on there. I contacted back my agreement and if not, I paid a visit. Basic Support was in the Republic a famous one, and deanery at school recommended it to those who didn’t have rich parents and had no rights at funds inside the Republic Law. Soon the first batch of students rolled from those schools with good grades. Most found inside a considerable time a job and became independent. The others came into a melting pot of unemployed people. The social department of the republic tried to get those people with jobs, but much effect it had not. I took some interest in those who had followed education on my costs, but couldn’t find employment. And I went on searching to flaws in the market where jobs would be found. Coruscant was big and the economy was mostly fine. Even in bad times there was always work to get there, and not even bad, as some cleaner on a public station in the lower levels.

My secret stay on Coruscant was now a longer one. Although the banishment was not lifted from my person, they didn’t find me under the use of my high level clearance. But for safe and unnoticed passage everywhere I deactivated all the alerts around my person. So I could do my research to find companies what could be sold. I found some and paid the old owners out. Then I attracted a few organization managers who knew the market of Coruscant and ordered them to find area where work would be. That way some of those unemployed people got jobs. I didn’t meet them personally, but left the whole plan of getting them working over to other people. Accidentally I met some of them, when I visited the companies I owned. The directors had to answer to me and my visits were not very welcomed ones. Rather they would like it to run themselves and had no duty to send me reports how the policy inside the companies was and how it went with work and the financial side. I wanted profit, not losses. So for unfortunate graduated students there were companies then where they would have a job. From there they mostly found a better job elsewhere. At that time I owned that way three companies, one with an eye upon the Coruscant Exchange, one was a hospital and the third one had stretched his tentacles in software. Personnel there was at the time I took it over, could stay. The organization managers made the necessary changes to make both the hospital and the software company fully healthy again. I lent the companies basic money and from there they were on their own. Except my ownership every company ran independent and none had anything to do with another.

My stay on Coruscant included also pleasure and so I visited a couple of museums who were specialized in the history of the Republic. From the defeat of the Empire above Endor long years had gone by and the museums had all their specials in that area. A good day I needed to walk around and update my knowledge on actions and heroes. My family history was strong presented there. My grandfather had been in many actions and wars. The status of hero had been given to him, when he was even still in considerable young age. He had been past his forties when my father was born in the beginning of the Vong War. That was sixty years ago now. Many Coruscanti visited the ground of history. I walked between them, wearing boring garb, my lightsaber and blaster hidden. I did nothing to conceal myself in the Force. And anyway the Jedi knew already I was back here.

On Senate level was also a little discussion going on. Lord Vader’s ghostly footsteps were material for attention, because it worried a lot of people. The man itself had mostly been an evil in the galaxy and although he was a long time dead, he was not forgotten. There were species alive on planet that still had memories to the man. And a few of those long living races were presented in the galactic senate. I used my grandfather partly to cover my own footsteps. I had the Force on my side, so I was difficult to locate. My real identity none had found out yet. In the evenings I went out to a dining facility near my home to eat. I was a bad cook myself and rather I liked to have something good to eat. And the nearby facility had each evening another meal card to choose from. Money was not a problem, I had enough. Quickly I had my own place near a window and quite alone. A wall of plants separated the table from the other table islands. A server droid brought always what I ordered. Through the window I had a good view upon the traffic of Coruscant, its sun going down and the Jedi Temple visible from everywhere. But if there existed that symbol of hope and peace, there had to be also a stronghold of hate. I thought that briefly over, while eating from my dinner. People cast sometimes gaze at me, but didn’t approach me.
It was a dining facility mostly visited by business people. But also other alloy came there. Coruscanti were mostly people who kept much to themselves. Usual after dinner I went for a walk in the local park that floated on repulsars in the air. Being there was almost the same as in the Room of Thousand Fountains in the Jedi Temple.

It was on an evening that I met Macey again there. More than two and half year I had seen her for the last time, when she visited the Imperial Academy at Raxior. Her presence was a quiet candle in the Force. Her features were still the same, she hadn’t aged at all. But her hair was now in a smaller cut than before and she wore a darker garb Jedi robes. For some time she had been observing me, tracing my comings and goings throughout the city. She had come across the fact that I could go where I wanted and no system reported me any longer. I looked as cocky as I did three years back at the tour through the senate buildings. I gave no answers to her questions. I got an invitation of her to visit the next morning the Jedi Temple. What it was about she wouldn’t tell. I would know soon I arrived there. She left me with one warning, if I wouldn’t come, I would be considered to be an enemy and be hunted in time.