Ask Ajan Kloss A Chance Meeting

[Zasha le Fay]

It was strange to be back, after so long away touring through the Mid-Rim Zasha had finally returned to her second home. She had only spent three years here on Ajan Kloss but more had happened to her in those three years than the eighteen before it. She had become first a Padawan then a Jedi Knight, expanded the horizons of her knowledge and power. Now she stood here in the jungles on the outskirts of the Jedi Temple, ready to make the next step. Zasha wanted to improve the Jedi and herself, both in their own eyes and in the eyes of the galaxy, part of that would be going out to help the wounded universe and the other part, perhaps the more daunting was to help with the next generation of Jedi.

She stood in a small clearing, the distant noises of the Jedi Temple at large filtered through the trees, she wore a light coloured tunic simple like the Jedi of old. Her two intricate light-saber hilts sat her waist dangling in the wind. She smiled closing her eyes and letting the wind wash away her worries, now was not that time to panic, no now was the time to be strong, a role-model. Oh, what had she gotten herself into.

@Danee

 

[Lori Avams]

Lori, was almost done with being a Padawan, she could practically taste the finish line, it was right. there. But, then her old Master had to go and get himself a new Padawan, saying that she would be getting a new Master, someone who was a bit closer to her in age, someone whom she might get along with a bit easier than she did with him. So what if they didn't get along all the time, that was what created those great dynamic duos she had read about in stories and listened about on the holo net. But nope. So, here she was, wandering around in the temple, looking for ways to pass the time so that her new Master could show up.

How come her master hadn't asked her first? They had been together for a few years now and right at the finish line he decided to just drop her like that? Like yesterday's news? She kicked a small pebble and watched it soar through the air before disappearing into the jungle.

She took a deep breath and cleared her mind, she knew that she was the one who was acting irrational, she wasn't thinking too clearly either, it had been one of those nights again. She gritted her teeth and kicked another pebble, this time it didn't just fly off into the jungle, but hit a Knight who was just leaving the temple. "Whoops, sorry, didn't see you, my bad!" she quickly apologized and bowed before hurrying back inside the temple.

Sitting inside she became just as restless as outside, so, she went outside again after swinging by her quarters and picking up her bag. Once outside she just marched out into the jungle, no clear goal in mind just somewhere that wasn't within direct line of sight of the temple. She eventually found a small clearing, it was far enough from the Temple that she wouldn't get disturbed, but still close enough so she wouldn't have to trek for hours to get back.

It was one of her more common spots to walk to, and when she saw someone else in it she didn't pay them much attention, it wasn't like she owned the place anyway, so, she found the small boulder she often sat upon, put down her bag and Lightsaber beside it. Though it was mostly throwing it there, which she realized afterwards as she climbed up onto the boulder, folded her legs and let out a huff. Thankfully the sun had passed far enough that the rock wasn't bathed in light, otherwise her long sleeved shirt and padded pants might have been a bit too warm for her. Especially considering the dark color of the material used for the shirt.

But, she sat there, placed her palms against her knees and took a deep breath. Soon, she'd meet with her new Master, they'd work together for what, two or three months tops? Hopefully.

@Braden Drake

 

[Zasha le Fay]

Zahsa sensed the Padawan coming long before she heard here, that gentle tug in the force that let you know someone was there. A little light in the grey of the living world around them, she wondered the reason for her approach, though Zasha did not get the answer when the women pandered past and plonked herself on the boulder opposite her. The care-free nature of her disposing of her light-saber ground at her, it was more than just a weapon like a blaster to be thrown about like a used toy. It was an extension of a Jedi's soul and being, crafted with care to reflect themselves upon the galaxy at large.

Opening her eyes she looked the women up and down, a little hint of annoyance in her gaze. Her eyes shifted quickly to the saber and back to the women as Zasha twisted her open hand towards her. Concentrating the power of the force within her she gripped hold of the saber strewn on the floor and with a quick whip of power pulled the weapon into her hand. "You should really take more care and pride in this." She said slightly condescending. "I'm sure your master would be displeased that all the work he went through to show you how to construct it was so easily tossed in the dirt."

@Danee

 

[Lori Avams]

One of the few things that Lori thought herself actually good at, was meditation, it was something that she credited to her early years back home where there weren't a whole lot of things to do, especially since there wasn't a lot of kids to play with. But, one thing she didn't like, was getting interrupted while meditating, as the other person moved closer to her she remained still, hoping that they'd just, pass on by, so that she could sulk and meditate in peace. However, that was just not the case.

Instead the person channeled the force to tug away her lightsaber, and before she could tell her to put it back, the woman spoke. The condescending tone on her voice did not go above Lori's head, but she instead took a deep breath and was about to say that it wasn't going to break just because it was tossed onto a bag, laying in grass,. But then the mention of her master.

"Well, if my 'Master' really cared about my lightsaber, why did he decided to push me off to someone else, huh?" It was hard to hide the anger in her voice, but, half-way through her sentence she could feel her eyes watering slightly and the tone went from an angry one to a hurt one. "Put it back where it was." she took a moment. "... please."

@Braden Drake