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It was a cold day in Jedha. Then again, every day is a cold day in Jedha. For Isen, it simply didn't suit him. His home planet was warmer. There were trees and heat and humidity there. His Kiffar people had evolved to it. The permanent winter on Jedha meant that it was always cold, and being cold made him sleepy...And so did learning about medicinal underwater fauna in the Ando System. The hologram played in front of him, a staticky, blue and white representation of a Jedi Master from hundreds of years ago droning on and on about seaweed remedies and decompression sickness. Isen wasn't exactly soaking in the lesson. Not uncommon for him, he had passed out, unable to keep his attention to subjects that bored him. His head was tilted back, his lower jaw hanging, and the eyelids didn't allow a speck of light in.
Not even the rush of two speeders coming to an abrupt halt at the paned glass wall of the foyer to the library he was "studying" in did anything to wake the young Jedi hopeful. It was two of his friends, Jayt and Bryron, humans whose families worked for one of the mining companies on Jedha. They started screaming at him and banging on the glass to get his attention which startled Isen upright. The sudden commotion caused a chorus of shushs and unfavorable looks from the other patrons, at least two of which, Isen noticed, were Jedi Masters. Isen sighed, knowing this episode would not do himself any favors in getting an accomplished Jedi Knight or Master to take him on as an apprentice anytime soon. He turned off his projector and shrugged to the two friends outside. Their faces didn't lie. They were scared, and they were screaming and waving for Isen to come to them.
Isen rushed outside, and his friends charged to meet him. They both screamed simultaneously, trying to explain themselves. Isen couldn't understand them and tried to calm them down, but the two were out of sorts. Finally, Isen screamed, "STOP YELLING!" Both boys, mid-teens like Isen, piped down and stopped talking, their eyes wide at Isen's sudden assertiveness. Isen nodded and tried to remain cool.
"Bryron, I want you to stay quiet," Isen said and then turned to Jayt. "What's the problem?"
"It's my brother Nayt," Jayt said. "He..he..he...went into one of the abandoned m-m-mines, a-a-and he never came out. We went in a little ways, but it's dark and, a m-m-m-maze. We would have gotten lost too. We yelled and yelled, but didn't hear anything from him. He's hurt or he's in there real deep."
"What are you coming to me for?" Isen asked. "You need to go to your father right now and see if they have access to the old mine maps. You need professionals looking for him."
"My father will kill me, Isen. I can't do that," Jayt said. "B-b-b-besides, you have a better chance of finding him than they do. Those maps are long g-g-gone. Nobody has b-b-b-been in that mine for thousands of years. Dried up."
Isen shook his head. "What makes you think I have a better chance of finding him in that maze of tunnels than professional miners?"
"You're a Jedi, Isen," Bryron said.
Isen snorted. "I'm still just a youngling." He looked toward the projector he just turned off that had played a lesson that he was going to have to answer for...a lesson that he fell asleep watching. "And not a very good one at that."
Jayt grabbed Isen by the arm, pleading. "C'mon, Isen. I don't have another option. Besides, to go back to the mining company is forever away. I need help now."
A sigh escaped Isen's lips. He turned to Bryron, waved his hand and said, "You'll go to the library and try to use their communications to alert the miners to come help." Bryron nodded and repeated that he would use library comms to try and get in touch with the mining camp. "And if that doesn't work," Isen added, "Tell one of the Jedi Masters in there." Bryron repeated Isen in an almost robotic voice as he turned and started to walk toward the entrance of the library. Isen yelled, "And you'll hurry." Bryron started running toward the entrance and yelled over his shoulder that he would hurry.
"Did you just control him with a wave of your hand, man? Cause, that isn't cool."
Isen ran over to Bryron's speeder and waved Jayt to hurry to his. "I would have done it to you, but you don't go for it every time like Bry does."
Jayt stopped at the speeder. "What? Every time? You've done it to me before?"
Isen smirked and kicked the speeder pedal into gear. "Shut your mouth and take me to the mine."
OOC: Open to anyone who might be in Jedha and could have heard about the dilemma. I have no plans for how it will go.
Not even the rush of two speeders coming to an abrupt halt at the paned glass wall of the foyer to the library he was "studying" in did anything to wake the young Jedi hopeful. It was two of his friends, Jayt and Bryron, humans whose families worked for one of the mining companies on Jedha. They started screaming at him and banging on the glass to get his attention which startled Isen upright. The sudden commotion caused a chorus of shushs and unfavorable looks from the other patrons, at least two of which, Isen noticed, were Jedi Masters. Isen sighed, knowing this episode would not do himself any favors in getting an accomplished Jedi Knight or Master to take him on as an apprentice anytime soon. He turned off his projector and shrugged to the two friends outside. Their faces didn't lie. They were scared, and they were screaming and waving for Isen to come to them.
Isen rushed outside, and his friends charged to meet him. They both screamed simultaneously, trying to explain themselves. Isen couldn't understand them and tried to calm them down, but the two were out of sorts. Finally, Isen screamed, "STOP YELLING!" Both boys, mid-teens like Isen, piped down and stopped talking, their eyes wide at Isen's sudden assertiveness. Isen nodded and tried to remain cool.
"Bryron, I want you to stay quiet," Isen said and then turned to Jayt. "What's the problem?"
"It's my brother Nayt," Jayt said. "He..he..he...went into one of the abandoned m-m-mines, a-a-and he never came out. We went in a little ways, but it's dark and, a m-m-m-maze. We would have gotten lost too. We yelled and yelled, but didn't hear anything from him. He's hurt or he's in there real deep."
"What are you coming to me for?" Isen asked. "You need to go to your father right now and see if they have access to the old mine maps. You need professionals looking for him."
"My father will kill me, Isen. I can't do that," Jayt said. "B-b-b-besides, you have a better chance of finding him than they do. Those maps are long g-g-gone. Nobody has b-b-b-been in that mine for thousands of years. Dried up."
Isen shook his head. "What makes you think I have a better chance of finding him in that maze of tunnels than professional miners?"
"You're a Jedi, Isen," Bryron said.
Isen snorted. "I'm still just a youngling." He looked toward the projector he just turned off that had played a lesson that he was going to have to answer for...a lesson that he fell asleep watching. "And not a very good one at that."
Jayt grabbed Isen by the arm, pleading. "C'mon, Isen. I don't have another option. Besides, to go back to the mining company is forever away. I need help now."
A sigh escaped Isen's lips. He turned to Bryron, waved his hand and said, "You'll go to the library and try to use their communications to alert the miners to come help." Bryron nodded and repeated that he would use library comms to try and get in touch with the mining camp. "And if that doesn't work," Isen added, "Tell one of the Jedi Masters in there." Bryron repeated Isen in an almost robotic voice as he turned and started to walk toward the entrance of the library. Isen yelled, "And you'll hurry." Bryron started running toward the entrance and yelled over his shoulder that he would hurry.
"Did you just control him with a wave of your hand, man? Cause, that isn't cool."
Isen ran over to Bryron's speeder and waved Jayt to hurry to his. "I would have done it to you, but you don't go for it every time like Bry does."
Jayt stopped at the speeder. "What? Every time? You've done it to me before?"
Isen smirked and kicked the speeder pedal into gear. "Shut your mouth and take me to the mine."
OOC: Open to anyone who might be in Jedha and could have heard about the dilemma. I have no plans for how it will go.