Padawan Kidd Vegas had awoken on time for training this morning. Today, he'd meet the Jedi Knight who was to help him with his training, and ascertain whether or not he was ready for the Trials. Ensuring that he was at least fifteen minutes early, Kidd had already showered, shaved, made ready, and downed breakfast before reporting to the training area. Not overly anxious, he was rather curious though just who his Knight would be.
A Padawan he'd met just the other day mentioned that the Sword of the Jedi was his mentor. That had to be pretty neat. Regardless though, just -having- a Jedi mentor was a blessing, and Kidd would be more than content regardless of who he was assigned to. Poor attitudes benefited nobody. He could hear his prior mentor reciting now, "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." The thought brought a chuckle and a smirk to his face.
Adjusting his attire somewhat, he wanted to make sure that he at least -looked- presentable when his mentor arrived. He had spent an hour or so last night ensuring that his garments were clean and wrinkle-free, even polishing up his boots a bit so that they didn't appear to be too scuffed up. Krath, he even put on a bit of smell-good this morning. Some trial scent he had picked up. He thought it was called something like... Excite? Huh...
A Padawan he'd met just the other day mentioned that the Sword of the Jedi was his mentor. That had to be pretty neat. Regardless though, just -having- a Jedi mentor was a blessing, and Kidd would be more than content regardless of who he was assigned to. Poor attitudes benefited nobody. He could hear his prior mentor reciting now, "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." The thought brought a chuckle and a smirk to his face.
Adjusting his attire somewhat, he wanted to make sure that he at least -looked- presentable when his mentor arrived. He had spent an hour or so last night ensuring that his garments were clean and wrinkle-free, even polishing up his boots a bit so that they didn't appear to be too scuffed up. Krath, he even put on a bit of smell-good this morning. Some trial scent he had picked up. He thought it was called something like... Excite? Huh...