This was a first for Shaw, and he wasn't sure he was ready for it. This was supposed to be a simple, straightforward mission. Into the launchworks to secure it and back out again. Shaw knew it was supposed to be a piece of ryshcate, otherwise the Jedi Council never would have allowed a group of fresh faced padawans to be at the forefront of the assignment.
So why did Shaw have that nagging feeling that he was going to screw it all up? Absentmindedly he fiddled with the bracelets at his wrist. He couldn't have been prouder of his newest one, a 'boyfriend bracelet' from Prani with the words B O O E D U P spelled out on little round beads. He had talked her into wearing one too, so now he just had to get it made. It was gonna be a lot trickier than that barebones bear tooth hung from a string necklace that he had made.
Time to act like he wasn't worried at all. They would reach the coordinates soon. Shaw swiveled in his seat and jumped up with his usual enthusiasm. Theia was behind the controls of the ship, and Shaw and the other padawans had scattered into whatever seats happened to be vacant. Conversation had been light so far, everyday teenager kinda stuff. Shaw didn't intend to be the one to kill the mood because he had some very good news for them.
"You guys probably think that this is just another run of the mill assignment," he began, throwing an arm over the backrest of his seat. A pat on the back and fulfillment were the usual 'reward' because Jedi weren't in it for 'the reward.' But sometimes it felt nice to be appreciated, to have an incentive other than doing the right thing. They were all teenagers after all. "But if we can pull this off, we'll get to chow down on the meal of a lifetime. Forget that prepackaged food the cafeteria ladies push off on us! I'm talking about a gourmet meal for all the padawans!" He sounded like a salesman making his pitch.
"Promised and prepared by none other than the man. The myth. The legend. The baddest Jedi of them all—" This was where a drumroll would have really come in handy, and yes, that was how Shaw talked about his master when the sephi wasn't around. "—Master Valtiere! You know him as the man that can slice and dice Sith, but he can slice and dice it up in the kitchen too!" A Master Jedi and a Master Chef. Pen and pad in hand, Shaw would add, "We'll be landing soon, so I'll be taking your orders now! Anything you want, he can make it so don't be shy!" @Interdictor @LouJoVi @Narzen @GABA @Zay
ooc: let's try to keep this to 48 hrs if possible. if you're unable to join or have changed your mind about joining nw, just lmk! after we get a few posting rounds in i will tag our Sith opp. so they can hop in whenever/however they want. we will be rolling for initiative once combat starts so it will be a fair fight. thank you all for being willing to be a part of this and thank @Sreeya for the gourmet meal ;p
So why did Shaw have that nagging feeling that he was going to screw it all up? Absentmindedly he fiddled with the bracelets at his wrist. He couldn't have been prouder of his newest one, a 'boyfriend bracelet' from Prani with the words B O O E D U P spelled out on little round beads. He had talked her into wearing one too, so now he just had to get it made. It was gonna be a lot trickier than that barebones bear tooth hung from a string necklace that he had made.
Time to act like he wasn't worried at all. They would reach the coordinates soon. Shaw swiveled in his seat and jumped up with his usual enthusiasm. Theia was behind the controls of the ship, and Shaw and the other padawans had scattered into whatever seats happened to be vacant. Conversation had been light so far, everyday teenager kinda stuff. Shaw didn't intend to be the one to kill the mood because he had some very good news for them.
"You guys probably think that this is just another run of the mill assignment," he began, throwing an arm over the backrest of his seat. A pat on the back and fulfillment were the usual 'reward' because Jedi weren't in it for 'the reward.' But sometimes it felt nice to be appreciated, to have an incentive other than doing the right thing. They were all teenagers after all. "But if we can pull this off, we'll get to chow down on the meal of a lifetime. Forget that prepackaged food the cafeteria ladies push off on us! I'm talking about a gourmet meal for all the padawans!" He sounded like a salesman making his pitch.
"Promised and prepared by none other than the man. The myth. The legend. The baddest Jedi of them all—" This was where a drumroll would have really come in handy, and yes, that was how Shaw talked about his master when the sephi wasn't around. "—Master Valtiere! You know him as the man that can slice and dice Sith, but he can slice and dice it up in the kitchen too!" A Master Jedi and a Master Chef. Pen and pad in hand, Shaw would add, "We'll be landing soon, so I'll be taking your orders now! Anything you want, he can make it so don't be shy!" @Interdictor @LouJoVi @Narzen @GABA @Zay
ooc: let's try to keep this to 48 hrs if possible. if you're unable to join or have changed your mind about joining nw, just lmk! after we get a few posting rounds in i will tag our Sith opp. so they can hop in whenever/however they want. we will be rolling for initiative once combat starts so it will be a fair fight. thank you all for being willing to be a part of this and thank @Sreeya for the gourmet meal ;p