Faction [NJO] Knighthood Ceremony — Colette Noble

[Jenn Kryze]

Beskar'gam
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| Location | The Jedi Temple
| Objective | I really do make a habit out of this.

"You're making a habit of this."​

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Karrys ' words echoed within her mind long after her oldest ally and staunchest supporter had left, no doubt off to find herself some form of entertainment to keep her attention whilst she waited for the Duchess' business to be concluded. Her friend was right, of course; this made for the second time in recent memory she had gone through the effort of making time for a visit to Coruscant to show her support for a Jedi.​

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A thought left her somewhat torn. Was this not a testament to her deeds, that she counted the ancient enemy as allies, if not friends? Or perhaps her detractors were right, and she only debased herself each and every time her steps took her into the beating heart of that fortress of Light... more doubts, more frustration, repressed as she did all of her emotions whenever inconvenient. Carefully smoothed out, to keep her image pristine.​

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The Mandalorian chased away her thoughts as she arrived at the ceremony, standing in the back as not to draw attention to herself (as if her choice of apparel allowed her to be inconspicuous in any way), arms crossed as she watched it all unfold approvingly. Of all the Padawans she had met in her time, Colette held a most admirable flame within her heart, defiant against those who would demand that she change to fit their own perception of what made a Knight of the Jedi Order. She was no mere tribal hailing from a barren dustball of a world, but a hero in the making. A defender. Someone who would keep this organization Jenn held such limited trust in honest.​

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Ignoring the uncomfortable sensation of being trapped resulting from the locale, the Alor remained mindful of her unlikely (and, far as she was concerned, unwelcome) presence within the Temple, she approached with slow, careful steps, ensuring that those Colette called friends and family could express their heartfelt congratulations long before her. Only when it came her turn, did she uncross her arms, and bring her hand to tap against her breastplate, and over her heart. A fist that soon became an empty palm, pressed against her shimmering beskar, ere extending towards the young woman. A sign of peace.​

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"Continue on your path" came the Mandalorian's words of counsel, her tone calm and even. "Let none temper your fire but yourself. All else will come, eventually; have no fear of that. And should you err, you have friends, family, and allies aplenty, made by your earnest deeds."​

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Colette ​

 

[Corazona von Ascania]

Cora let out a little oof as Colette took the gentle embrace to a bear hug. Touch was not her most practiced language, but she laughed softly while patting her friend's back.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," she said. No sooner did the part, did Vera come bounding up to wrap her older sibling into another tight hug.

Cora took a step back looked on as others offered their congratulations, thoroughly proud of Colette's accomplishment and the woman she had become.

Colette Vera Noble

 

[Orion Pavond]

NEW COV – NEW COV JEDI ENCLAVE – TEMPLE COURTYARD
Katherine Holt

Meeting her gaze as he tilted his head upwards, Orion's face could not hide the small yet quiet laugh that left his lips momentarily before returning to that same old warm and easygoing smile. She had gotten taller; that was for sure. Happier too, especially without the intoxication weighing her down or the loss of her legs and wings. A miraculous change and Orion's curiosity wished to know all the details. Miracles were not so rare anymore—not with the Force—so the amazement and starry eyes tended to fade with time. This, however, was an exception.

"Trust me. You're one of the better dancers I've been with," Orion cast a glance over his shoulder before gesturing to the ceremony, "And if you feel so awful about it, we could try again. After all, what is a ceremony without dance?"

The same old smirk followed by a nonchalant shrug, as if the offer were nothing more than a passing thought. In Orion's eyes, he would either get another dance with the valkyrie or watch her falter, caught between intrigue or indignation. Maybe something in-between. One way or another, this conversation would take an interesting turn.

Placing his hands into the pockets of his pants, Orion chuckled at the mention of trouble, "Is my personal angel on my shoulder checking up on me?"

She doesn't know the half of it.

"You're very sweet, but no. I've haven't had the pleasure yet of getting into too much trouble."

Lying became as easy as breathing. Not that she or anyone else needed to know. His smile turned mischievous and he leaned in, whispering in a faux-conspiratorial manner. Or as faux as it could be when it came to him.

"But the day's not over. Who knows what could happen?" he playfully tapped his index finger over his lips, a silent signal to keep this little secret just between the two of them.

 

[Colette]

Corazona von Ascania / Vera Noble / Lily Decoria / Jenn Kryze

Pick up a padawan? Colette raised a brow to question the idea. As a knight it would kind of be her duty to do it, not to mention that there would be an expectation for it.

"I… Guess?" She shrugged. One day at a time. One emotionally overwhelming event after the other. "Maybe."

And then more people came over. Lily,

"Thank you, I…" She exhaled. "There's a lot happening right now. But thank you, I hope I won't let anyone down."

And Jenn showed up!

"You can count on it." Colette grinned as she shook the other woman's hand. "I… Just need to not feel like I'm being pulled a hundred different directions first."

"I'm…" She stopped yet again to really think about her words. One would almost think she had picked up a stammer all of a sudden. "Still overwhelmed."