War Doc
Jalen was taking care of Jasper's droid Blip for the week. He was out on a mission and didn't want the melodic BB droid to be lonely while he was gone. Jalen, of course, took on the task with great excitement. Jasper trusted him to do something? It was probably all the validation he needed from his older brother in his life. So, Jalen began carrying the little droid with him as he went between classes and padawan duties across the temple. Blip didn't seem to mind. The astromech was very entertained by the temple, and Jalen himself rather enjoyed the company. He usually spent his time alone.
Unfortunately, given his track record with things like "luck" or "coordination," nothing enjoyable could end without disaster. Jalen was making his way down the halls of the temple, his arms firmly wrapped around the spherical main body of his droid companion. Then, Blip beeped out something in his usual, rhythmic manner. It sounded like... Water?
"Huh?" Jalen remarked with a frown. What in the world was he-
Then, Jalen came to a realization. More accurately, his foot did. A spill, one that had yet to be mopped up as indicated by the various caution signs. The signs that Jalen, of course, was incapable of reading. With a jerk of his torso, the young padawan did his best to orient himself in a way that he would land on his back as to cause no damage to Blip. The boy hit the ground with a stiff thud, which slightly echoed due to the water, which was now all over the back of his sweater.
"Woop?" Blip inquaried.
"Y-yeah," Jalen responded, his face now flush red with embarrassment. "I'm fine."
He was just gonna lie there for a minute. Hopefully nobody saw him. That would be the worst.