The grounds seemed quiet. The signs of construction work and maintenance still lingered a little bit everywhere you turned but it was certainly shaping up to become something new and invigorating for the faith as a whole. If one would call it that. What did you actually call the Jedi faith thing? Faith to Vera had often been a belief in false idols and symbolism, the kind of stuff her parents had raised her to see past.
The Jedi faith seemed to go a bit beyond that, what with its ‘power’ being something actually observable from the sidelines. Maybe they were just guidelines? That was what Irma had said when they both tried to make sense of it back when they had first joined the Silver Jedi. And now here Vera was, not even part of the Silvers anymore on a planet that felt even further away from home than Kashyyyk ever had.
Still, she had Alden here, and Harper too. She had good people that surrounded her even if they were admittedly people she still hardly knew. So, what better way to get to know people than to babysit them? Right? Vera knew it was a mistake, she had never been a great watch dog when it came to her own siblings, but she wanted to put the effort in to be useful to more people than just Alden and those that they surrounded themselves with.
And today, that meant taking care of some Zak Dymo kid. She had been warned, she had been told to be patient, and Vera had listened to what they had to say. But in her pride she had waved their concerns aside. She had grown up as the middle child, she knew how to take care of both elder and younger siblings. This kid was in good hands.
But they had tried to warn her. It was not the kid who was in her hands, but she who was in his.
The day was young and the patience at top. Though the question remained for how long.
Edited by Verana, 14 June 2018 - 06:47 AM.