(Open for any Jedi Padawan and any Jedi Knight/Master who got invited IC)
It was the talk of the Jedi Temple; the beach party on Chandrila.
Nobody knew where the initial plans came from, but it was rumored that a senior Padawan named "Karlo" was behind them. However, some questioned whether Karlo was a real Padawan to begin with. Regardless of who started it, the Jedi Padawans were headed to Chandrila and would have to show up in bathing suits.
And there'd be lots of snacks and activities.
Clove had also been invited. To be more specific, she was dragged along against her will because 'it'd be fun and good for you.' Her therapist agreed, claiming that she needed to do more than just practice combat and beginning dance lessons. The traitor. The journey from Yavin to Chandrila was relatively long, allowing the many Jedi aboard the shuttle to prepare for their upcoming beach adventures. It meant rechecking her pink frilly bikini and white lace caftan over and over for the half-Sephi.
The shuttle finally touched down at the top of a small hill, revealing the bright tropical beach to anyone on board. When the ramp opened, the interior was filled with the salty scent of the ocean. Those who came with their own ships had plenty of room to park behind the shuttle and were met with the same breathtaking view.
The small hill had a small trail that led the Padawans directly to the sand and a wooden pier. A volleyball net and ball were located to the left of the pier, with several towels laying in the sand and a parasol blocking the harsh sunlight. An unlit campfire with wooden logs was to the right of the pier, and a little further away was a small but open cottage with white curtains blowing out of the open windows and doors. There was a small kitchen with iced drinks, two sleeping rooms and a living room with couches and comfortable lounging chairs.
And nobody could forget the main attraction: kayaks and a sailboat swaying in the water.
The half-Sephi climbed out of the ship and glanced over the beach that lay ahead of them. And after debating on what to do, Clove made her way down the trail and towards the unlit campfire and logs. There she sat down and quietly admired the gorgeous azure blue ocean.
Depending on what people do or how many people there are, the map might be updated.
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