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Garrett woke up in his small room that he had been staying at for the past few months. The Jedi rehabilitation methods really felt like they had worked, he didn't feel any anger left inside of him, only serenity and calmness, he liked this a lot more.
He was laying in bed, he reached over and pressed his hand onto his holocube.
"Time."
"The current time is 7:30 A.M," a disembodied voice filled the room, "In thirty minutes you are to meet with Master Drake."
Garrett stood up from his bed and after a quick shower he put on his clothes, then his robe. The black belt that held a holster for two lightsabers and a blaster pistol was at the foot of his bed, thrown there hastily moments before Garrett fell asleep the night before. He reached down and picked up the belt, it was made of a heavy leather, very high quality.
Garrett clasped the belt and latched it, it wasn't going anywhere. He had to kneel down to reach his footlocker but inside he withdrew only one of his lightsabers, and after sliding it with a confirming 'click' into place he closed the lid on his footlocker.
"10 minute warning," the robotic-sounding voice spoke again.
Garrett rushed from his room and made his way into the training chambers, he was a little early, but he was hoping to make a good impression.
He was laying in bed, he reached over and pressed his hand onto his holocube.
"Time."
"The current time is 7:30 A.M," a disembodied voice filled the room, "In thirty minutes you are to meet with Master Drake."
Garrett stood up from his bed and after a quick shower he put on his clothes, then his robe. The black belt that held a holster for two lightsabers and a blaster pistol was at the foot of his bed, thrown there hastily moments before Garrett fell asleep the night before. He reached down and picked up the belt, it was made of a heavy leather, very high quality.
Garrett clasped the belt and latched it, it wasn't going anywhere. He had to kneel down to reach his footlocker but inside he withdrew only one of his lightsabers, and after sliding it with a confirming 'click' into place he closed the lid on his footlocker.
"10 minute warning," the robotic-sounding voice spoke again.
Garrett rushed from his room and made his way into the training chambers, he was a little early, but he was hoping to make a good impression.
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