How to train your Dragon

[Not Ordo]

@[member="Syn"]

A cool breeze blew from the north and swept across the external garden where Lews Therin sat cross legged beneath a tree he had never seen before. He was old for a padawn and despite his skill and connection with the Force he had still not been chosen by a Master.

He sat meditating on the direction the force wanted him to go, he was asking for a vision or sign of the Forces will for him. His white tunic and tan Jedi robe were clean and in excellent condition. His thoughts focused and free of negativity, except for the memory of his failure to protect Illyana.

He clamped down on the well of emotion the thought of his secret lost love pulled to the surface, as the wind blew his dark red shoulder length hair about his face unrestrained. His sliver hilted Lightsaber lay on his lap and his peoples traditional short spears were strapped to his broad back. Soon he hoped the Force would guide him on his path.

 

[Samara Galloway]

@[member="Lews Therin"]

Samara entered the Serenity gardens, just off the main temple grounds, her senses reached out for the presence she'd been tracking down for the last twenty minutes. It had not been to long ago that she'd been pulled aside by Master Syn, requesting that the other Master would take on a padawan. It was something that Sam hadn't done in a long time, and if she was honest with herself she wondered if she had the heart to train another after her failure with Toph.

While she searched for this Lews Therin, Samara had taken the time to scan over his dossier with the order. Though she was sure much about his emotional state was left out the Master could sense the residual emotions even through such a tedious link as a file. Much of what she sensed from the padawan was far to familiar to herself then Sam cared to admit. It was a personality she was primed for. As hesitant as she was, Samara had to admit that this pairing was more than chance.

Following the trail Samara turned a corner and spotted Lews sitting next to a tree. The view before him was a breath taking panorama of the Coruscant sky line just was the sun was setting over the Westbrooke Tower. Folding her legs under her Samara sat next to Lews, letting the force flow over her serenely.

It was several minutes before Samara spoke. "There is a simple beauty on Coruscant is there not."

 

[Not Ordo]

@[member="Samara Galloway"]

Lews Therin sat in silence as he felt someone approach and gentle serenity washed over him as the person sat. It was a Master of that he was certain, but was this the answer he sought? Lews opened his bright green eyes after the calm voice of the powerful master reached him. It truely was beautiful. Coruscant's sky was lit in hues seldom seen on any other horizon and it was unfortunately missed by most of those who shared the privilege of its presence.

"True beauty is often simple it seems, and seldom recognized until its gone." Lews saidas he watched the remained of the Coruscant sun dip behind the buildings, "at least in my estimation."

Lews sat still unsure of what he should do or say. Was he being tested? He could feel the force stir inside him like the gentle trickle of a mountain stream and he could not help feeling this was his master.

"May I be of service Master?" Lews said calmly and renewed confidence.

 

[Samara Galloway]

@[member="Lews Therin"]


Samara nodded and stood from her sitting position. "Yes. I am to take you as my padawan. Follow me please."


Instead of turning back down the path Samara led the way up further until they reached and door with the keycard panel. The Master pulled a small card from her pocket and swiped it before pushing the door open and leading the way out into the noisy city scape of Coruscant.


Samara didn't say much except for the occasional 'this way' for a full five minutes before she stopped on a busy pedestrian walk hanging over a busy traffic lane. Samara leaned against the railing with a soft smile. "You are not someone unfamiliar with tragedy are you Lews. I can sense the sorrow even as you hide it. But what I sense about you more is self doubt. You fear your own power and the consequences that it brings to those around you. But I tell you Lews, that this is only a self fulfilling prophecy. Something that only you can break."


The Jedi Master turned towards the endlessly flowing traffic and waved out towards them. "The Order has been so focused on meeting its problems head on for the four centuries that it has forgotten that the Force is not a weapon to throw at the enemy. It is an energy, much like water. It flows where it likes, shaping each of our lives with its constant ebb and flow. We are but drift wood along its river. Letting the flow carry us through the path of least resistance. That is what it truly means to be a Jedi. To allow the force to guide us, and allow it to reshape us into beings worthy of the mantle of Guardians."

 

[Not Ordo]

@[member="Samara Galloway"]
Lews Therin followed his now master closely as she led him along and into the world city of Coruscant. They walked along mostly in silence. Though she appeared not much older than he, she still held timelessness in her manner of walking. Lews tall lean frame moved with a grace common to accomplished duelist but Master Galloway moved with an Air that could only belong to a master who was close to the force.

They stopped over a busy traffic way on a busy walk way between buildings. The various emotions and thoughts of the passersby were thousands of shades of color with thousands of tunes as they moved along. The many people paid no attention to the two Jedi as the paused and his new master leaned on the railing and spoke.

Her words were few but they had cut to the heart of him. In a few sentences she had laid bare his inner person and answered some deep questions of his recent meditations. Lews did not enjoy conflict and was not even a fan of sparring, but it seemed the force was viewed as a weapon by some and a tool by others. Lews was pleased to hear his master speak so on the force and he would not forget those words. However, he still felt trepidations about his past, the failures that had driven him to constant practice and planted the seeds of sorrow in his warm heart. She was right on all counts and he knew it to be so. He could feel the truth of her words as they left her lips and he still could not bring himself to allow the feelings to surface.

"You are right Master. I am having great difficulty with my past and even now fight to see beyond my failings. Many times I felt that nothing I could do can make up for what I've lost, but as you have said, only I can break the cycle. Yet as we drift how do we know when to act and when to move aside. It seems the answer is only clear after the time has passed on. How can we be Guardians of those we love and those who need our help, at the same time?" Lews moved to the railing to watch the traffic flow by just like the river his Master used to picture the force. He was eager yet reluctant and most of all he wanted to be useful.