Core
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A depthless shadow surrounded her, a room illuminated in darkness, a simulated reality designed to test her. Tiles upon the floor, lit by lights that did not seem to exist, moved and changed with every moment that passed, each tile rising and falling, swerving and tilting in kind, in a mad test of Maya's aptitude of the Force and her athletic prowess. She tumbled off the tile towards another, anticipating the result more with her mind that with her senses, barely reaching it in time before the segment she had just stood upon fell out from beneath her. Not a moment was to be wasted - she sprang to her feet and dove to the left, the tile tilting in unison with her movement. She could feel the Force springing through her legs as she lunged towards... nothing.
Her mind froze at the realization of her mistake, she had been too short-sighted and had become too lax, and she had failed. Diving off the platform into an empty void, she cast her eyes below and lost faith, feeling the invisible floor rising up to meet her. She smacked it hard, the wind in her lungs suddenly gushing out of her. The simulation ended and the tiles slowly returned to their places, the lights flickering on and faceless men and women stared at her from behind their hoods. She averted her eyes, not wishing to look at them as they witnessed her. She had felt so attuned, she could not understand where she had gone wrong. She had felt as though she was on the cusp of success, but now she felt ashamed.
She sighed as the judges of her initiation trial scribbled on their pads and mumbled amongst themselves, paying no attention to their remarks. In her mind she knew what they would say - she was not capable enough to be a Jedi. She lacked the aptitude, the will, and the physical requirements - in short, she knew, she was lucky if she were to become an attendant to the Temple, an orderly fortunate enough to serve the Jedi. She bowed slowly and thanked the revered masters, turning to leave the room and enter the hallway outside.
Maya muttered to herself, becoming aware of her own perspiration. Her muscles began to tense up, and she felt their subtle burning, she had not exercised herself to such an extent in many years. She ignored it, though, the hotness of her own embarrassment overcame any heat from her body. She moved to the lobby and nodded to the woman at the desk there, requesting that her robes be returned to her. Right now, there was little Maya wanted to do more than to go back in time, strive harder to perform better, and to retake the test and succeed. Caught up in her thoughts as she was, the initiate was hardly aware of the presence of anyone around her.
Her mind froze at the realization of her mistake, she had been too short-sighted and had become too lax, and she had failed. Diving off the platform into an empty void, she cast her eyes below and lost faith, feeling the invisible floor rising up to meet her. She smacked it hard, the wind in her lungs suddenly gushing out of her. The simulation ended and the tiles slowly returned to their places, the lights flickering on and faceless men and women stared at her from behind their hoods. She averted her eyes, not wishing to look at them as they witnessed her. She had felt so attuned, she could not understand where she had gone wrong. She had felt as though she was on the cusp of success, but now she felt ashamed.
She sighed as the judges of her initiation trial scribbled on their pads and mumbled amongst themselves, paying no attention to their remarks. In her mind she knew what they would say - she was not capable enough to be a Jedi. She lacked the aptitude, the will, and the physical requirements - in short, she knew, she was lucky if she were to become an attendant to the Temple, an orderly fortunate enough to serve the Jedi. She bowed slowly and thanked the revered masters, turning to leave the room and enter the hallway outside.
Maya muttered to herself, becoming aware of her own perspiration. Her muscles began to tense up, and she felt their subtle burning, she had not exercised herself to such an extent in many years. She ignored it, though, the hotness of her own embarrassment overcame any heat from her body. She moved to the lobby and nodded to the woman at the desk there, requesting that her robes be returned to her. Right now, there was little Maya wanted to do more than to go back in time, strive harder to perform better, and to retake the test and succeed. Caught up in her thoughts as she was, the initiate was hardly aware of the presence of anyone around her.