It was a hot, humid day on Felucia. It was near 3 PM, and bugs were everywhere, yet in a somewhat large clearing, there was a Jedi Knight, sitting Indian-style, and meditating on what to do, he was confused, and the jedi couldn't help him. About a week ago is when Kade came to this place, just to think. There was no certain reason he came here, he just came to get away from 'the rush.' As some would call it, he needed a break.
His eyes were closed, and his robes were no longer robes, the week he had been living here, he had lived off the land, so now it was more a set of rags. Parts of the tunic had been ripped off to act as bandages, and parts of it had been cut off to act as binding to hold down the tent he had made. He also had binding around the palms of his hands, and up his arms, so his hands wouldn't burn as he trained himself physically. For the past two weeks he had been training, not only in martial arts, but in the form of Makashi. He had almost given up Juyo, due to it's nature of being 'incomplete', and having to memorize all of the combinations.
His eyes slowly opened and he looked around, the grass around here was knee-level, and there were a few random groupings of trees, his ship was sitting next to one of the groupings, it had already began to grow mushrooms and moss on the sides, because of the high humidity and temperature. He turned quickly, thinking he heard something from behind him, his blue eyes scanned the large colorful forest behind him, before he stopped looking, and slowly turned around.
His eyes were closed, and his robes were no longer robes, the week he had been living here, he had lived off the land, so now it was more a set of rags. Parts of the tunic had been ripped off to act as bandages, and parts of it had been cut off to act as binding to hold down the tent he had made. He also had binding around the palms of his hands, and up his arms, so his hands wouldn't burn as he trained himself physically. For the past two weeks he had been training, not only in martial arts, but in the form of Makashi. He had almost given up Juyo, due to it's nature of being 'incomplete', and having to memorize all of the combinations.
His eyes slowly opened and he looked around, the grass around here was knee-level, and there were a few random groupings of trees, his ship was sitting next to one of the groupings, it had already began to grow mushrooms and moss on the sides, because of the high humidity and temperature. He turned quickly, thinking he heard something from behind him, his blue eyes scanned the large colorful forest behind him, before he stopped looking, and slowly turned around.