S H A D O W
Kashyyyk, The Rest
The soft sound of leather boots echoed along the quiet hallway of the home of the Silver Jedi. The day was nice and everyone seemed to be enjoying it for the most part. Allyson was mourning the loss of her secret hide out, after a young Padawan named Kat Decoria demolished it with her tantrum and cyborg legs. She wasn’t too fond of being told no by the Corellian as Allyson refused to teach Mechu Deru to anyone within in the Silver Order.
Pushing the loss of her hidden operations and the frustration of the Padawan, Allyson continued down the hallway to the Grandmaster’s office. It was one of the rare moments the Corellian had a break from everything she had on her plate and she did a good thing and called ahead to let Jyoti know she was on her way. When the woman was Master of the Order, Allyson could get away with surprise visits. Not so much anymore. Either way, she was excited to see the Echani woman. Despite everything that had been going on, these small moments always made the mess seem not so messy and terrible.
Arriving at the door, she fixed her brunette hair out of habit, then knocked on the door. “Jyoti? It’s me, Allyson.” She straightened her white shirt as she waited for the Jedi to answer her door.
[member="Jyoti Nooran"]
The soft sound of leather boots echoed along the quiet hallway of the home of the Silver Jedi. The day was nice and everyone seemed to be enjoying it for the most part. Allyson was mourning the loss of her secret hide out, after a young Padawan named Kat Decoria demolished it with her tantrum and cyborg legs. She wasn’t too fond of being told no by the Corellian as Allyson refused to teach Mechu Deru to anyone within in the Silver Order.
Pushing the loss of her hidden operations and the frustration of the Padawan, Allyson continued down the hallway to the Grandmaster’s office. It was one of the rare moments the Corellian had a break from everything she had on her plate and she did a good thing and called ahead to let Jyoti know she was on her way. When the woman was Master of the Order, Allyson could get away with surprise visits. Not so much anymore. Either way, she was excited to see the Echani woman. Despite everything that had been going on, these small moments always made the mess seem not so messy and terrible.
Arriving at the door, she fixed her brunette hair out of habit, then knocked on the door. “Jyoti? It’s me, Allyson.” She straightened her white shirt as she waited for the Jedi to answer her door.
[member="Jyoti Nooran"]