An Eventful Night Out

[Zenya]

Lanna was once again met with the opportunity to explore a new planet. This time, the surface of Kuat. As always, she found a cheap place to stay, and watched out for people to chat with. She enjoyed making connections with people, so that she might one day see that person again. It always helped if se needed a favor, or vice versa. There was strength and security in numbers.

She was assigned to someone from the army that she had never met before. Which was fine. It was about time she faced the other members of the army. It wasn't as if they knew that she had been the cause of the battle of Coruscant. Well, that was bold. Something inside of her wanted to believe that even she couldn't have been the soul cause of such an event, for fear of arrogance. So she brushed it away and just let the guilt linger.

It put her in quite a foul mood. She didn't go out of her way to meet anybody new, nor did she put on an exterior of her usual openness, or inviting intrigue. Instead she sat at the small round table in the lobby of the hotel, with her cloak pulled over her messy hair. She clasped a warm drink between her hands, and glared off into space. She could have been even more annoying about it. She could have pitied herself. She had seen death on Coruscant, something most of the people around her could only imagine. She had also been useless. Or at least, it felt that way. Then again there was only so much you could do when ships were raining down bombs overhead, threatening to shatter the ground you were standing on.

And then there was Kira. The woman that dragged her into the mess. She had replayed the events with the apparent Sith Lord, over and over again in her mind, letting the thoughts grind away at her little by little. She trusted her. And it resulted with so many in danger. That was what she began to make herself believe.

Typically she was not so hard on herself. In fact, her conscience was typically clear. But this time was so terribly different.

Taking a sip of her hot tea, she faintly sensed another force user. Probably her new companion from the Army.

@Prudence

 

[Ender Jedi]

Grain had been to very few worlds, and with his master gone he thought that some new scenery might do him, well, a world of good. It was with great relief that he headed out to Kuat. Once grain had gotten to the planet, he made a beeline for where he was supposed to meet his fellow Jedi. Grain had heard that the Jedi had been one the world for a while now.

When Grain Got to the round table, he was surprised to see a fellow Padawan. Surprised by this development and not sure what to think, grain sat down on the seat next to her, leaning his staff next to his chair. "Hey, I'm grain," Grain nervously nodded to the staff next to him. This was his first mission without his master, come to think of it, was this even a mission? One of his fellow Jedi had suggested that he should go to Kuat but now that he thought about, he wasn't given a task to do while on the world. "Looks like we're the fellow Jedi I was supposed to meet with," reassured bu the thought this was more of a time to unwind than anything else, Grain voice didn't sound so service anymore. Unsure what would happen nex, grain decided to try to relax for the moment, and enjoy getting now this messy-haired girl. But why was he finding it so hard to gust relax?

Edit: Changed to fit in better with the narrative.

 

[Black Noise]

' Two Padawans on Kuat, and I've been sent to watch them. What a drag.'

Sitting across from the two young Jedi, the Corellian Devil kept her back turned as she listened to the second arrival introducing himself. A small smile graced her face as she listened to him fumble through a greeting. Two awkward, puberty-stricken, hormonal teenagers together on a mission, what could possibly go wrong? Taking a drag from her cigarette, she shifted her weapon from her shoulder and set it next to the chair. Her sonic rifle, her pistol, her armor, and her knife all in their rightful places on her person or beside her, these were the things she could not live without.

Smiling, she accepted a tea from one of the servers and set it gently onto the table. Her demeanor darkened as it dawned her that this damn war had pit two teenagers, neither old enough legally to pilot a speeder on most worlds, in a mission on this backwater world. With every day that passed, more people died, and the war seemed as though it would never end. Sighing, Devil thought, 'well, perhaps these two will be able to enjoy themselves. I can only hope my presence is unnecessary.'

Truthfully, Devil wanted nothing more than to experience a blue milk run for once. The faster this went, the better, and she could get back to the temple to finish working on her lightsaber. Her vibrocombat knife was beautiful, that was for sure, but nothing compared to a lightsaber when it came to combat. The blade cut so cleanly, nothing like the mess her knife would create as its vibrations shredded flesh and tore open wounds even powerful, expensive medical droids would have difficultly repairing. Bacta could only go so far, war had taught her that.

Sipping the tea and slipping a pair of earbuds into her ears, she listened with the Force and kept her presence to a minimum. It'd be an annoyance if those two sensed her.

 

[Prudence]

The destruction of Tython had shaken Valia like a blow to her core. She had wandered around, unsure of where to even be. She had stayed wit Dea Devoter for a long time, feeling comfortable with the older woman, but had eventually returned to the Jedi. Those in the order must have been able to tell that she was restless, and upset. She felt comfortable nowhere, because nowhere was safe. The Sith could strike at any time, at any planet, and completely destroy it. The thought terrified her. Finally she had been ordered by the Masters of the Jedi Order to supervise another restless young Jedi, this one even younger than her. Valia herself was a full blown Knight, but this girl was a padawan.

She didn't know how long this 'supervision' would last, and a part of her hoped that it would be short. Valia wasn't interested in taking on a padawan right now, especially not one that was so restless that she had to be sent to watch her. So here they were, the two of them, in a bar in Kuat City. Lanna likely didn't know that Valia was here, as Valia had only just tracked Lanna to this bar. She was impressed, the younger girl had good taste. Valia would definitely enjoy the venue. She took a seat next to Lanna and cracked a smile, "Hi! I'm Valia... you must be Lanna?"

I'm sorry Zebra I know my post speeds r trash.

 

[Zenya]

Lanna turned away from the Jedi she sensed, to another young Padawan. Where had he come from? She wondered, opening her mouth to speak. It was like there was a weight on her chest. Times were indeed, depressing, and she hardly felt like sitting down with a Jedi Knight of all things, was going to do any good for her. Much less a youngling.

"Cut out that egotistical crap," she told herself. She was young as well. Not that young, but young. No time to be hiporitical. Luckily she would be graduating to a knight soon, which was yet another dreaded thing to occupy her mind.

"Hi Grain." She said, blandly. "I'm Lanna. I must admit I was not aware that we would be meeting each other today. I did however have plans with another Jedi Knight who should be here any minute." The girl perked up when a woman took a seat beside her. The young blonde made her introduction, which Lanna politely smiled at. "Hi... Lanna," she said, shaking her hand. "I have something to discuss with you, if you Grain, are fine with us taking our leave." She turned her attention back to the young man, then back to Valia. "We could go sit over there," she said pointing at the bar. It was nice and secluded, and they could talk about whatever they needed without being disturbed. She felt kind of bad for leaving her new acquaintance, but if anything, she could quite possibly see him once again later in the night.

It was as if, when the night progressed, the scene around them was growing more and more restless. She had been in bars and clubs before, but partied little. A silly thing to think about. It wasn't as if a Jedi Knight would be so irresponsible as to let something like that take place.

 

[Ender Jedi]

"Of course not," Grain found it odd that he was sent here only to be left to his devices, but he wouldn't intrude, even tho he was curious. Resisting the urge to listen in on the girl's conversation grain ordered himself an exotic juice and something to eat.

Grain was no stranger to bars, he and his master had gone to more than several to gather information. Grain drank alcoholic beverages more than once, but he had always used Jedi meditation and the force to prevent the drink from affecting his judgment. One time he unknowingly had drunken so mutch alcohol that it should have killed him. Instead of dying he got a headake, his master's praise, and the approval of a gang that had been quickly disbanded thereafter. Despite his experience, Grain had never gone to a bare to "hang out" or pass the time. But perhaps some time to make a new friend, and relax was just what he needed after the death of his master.