Private Temple Encounters

[Gil Horn]

Location: Coruscant | Jedi Temple
Tags: Kuhbee

"The Youngling has arrived Jedi Horn."

Gil opened his eyes, blinking against the light drifting into the meditation chamber. It was a small room, large enough for two of the round cushioned seats the Jedi tended to use for their private meditation. There were dozens of rooms just like this one in the Jedi Temple, but Gil had made a special request to secure this one. Rather than the plain metallic walls that covered most of the temple, this chamber had natural wood worked into its design, and even a small tree planted in the center of the room in a small alcove carved in the shaped of the New Jedi Orders crest.

Looking up, Gil nodded his head to the protocol droid, watching it step out of the open door back into the hallway. Gil rose to his feet, rolling his stiff neck a few times to work out the soreness from the extended meditation. It was rare that he was able to return to Coruscant, and the ability to meditate in the heart of the New Jedi Order, to sense the presence of every other Jedi and the Will of the Force, often led Gil to hours long meditation. Contemplation and consideration, and finding the inner peace that he sought.

But that was not the reason he had returned to Coruscant this time.

Word had reached him of a Wookie Youngling in the Order. The Jedi were a welcoming people, but many Knights and Masters were hesitant to take on a Wookie as a Padawan. They were known to be strong headed and stubborn, and a select few could not grasp Shyriiwook as a language. That alone was not the reason Gil had asked to speak with the Youngling. He had taken his time to speak with Kuhbee's instructors, learned what he could about their background, and even reached out to the Elders on Kashyyyk to try and gather a better picture of the young Wookie. Only once he had the complete picture did he decide to speak with Kuhbee. A ship had been dispatched, and now, the meeting was finally at hand.

Folding his hands behind his back, slipping them inside the billowing sleeves of his robes, Gil calmed his mind. Let the Will of the Force be done.

 

[Kuhbee]

TAG: Gil Horn

The city wide planet of Coruscant was so different than anything Kuhbee had ever experienced. As a cub he'd roamed the forests of his native planet Kashyyyk, enjoying nature and the trees. When he had ended up in captivity it had been on a backwater planet that was still considered rural. His time at the New Corv Jedi Temple was even surrounded by trees and nature. But this planet was a different type of jungle. The concrete kind that looked foreboding a ruthless to the young Wookie. He had been sad to learn his old master was leaving but she'd left instructions and a letter explaining that it was too dangerous to take Kuhbee with her. He wished her well and was glad that he had found a new master so quickly. He knew a lot of Jedi were not really willing to take on a Wookie as a padawan.

He entered the Jedi Temple and a droid lead him to the room he was desired in. A man was standing in the room and Kuhbee assumed this must be Gil Horn. The young padawan spoke in his native tongue.

[Master Horn, it is nice to meet you. I was asked to meet with you today.]

 

[Gil Horn]

Location: Coruscant | Jedi Temple
Tags: Kuhbee

Gil bowed his head to Kuhbee as the Wookie entered. With a wave of his hand, he dismissed the droid standing at the door. The droid hesitated, its head tilting to the side slightly. "Jedi Horn, I am well versed in Shyriiwook, it might be helpful for me to remain for translation."

Gil turned to look at the droid, one eyebrow raised. "That will not be required, thank you." Gil waited for the droid to leave the room, the door sliding shut behind him before looking back to Kuhbee. Gesturing towards the two padded disks in the room, Gil sat down, crossing his legs on one while waiting for Kuhbee to take the other.

Gil let a smile rest on his face. "I am pleased to meet you as well, Kuhbee. I apologize for not being able to offer proper greeting in Shyriiwook, but despite my best efforts it was never a language I was able to speak, much to my Masters chagrin." Nodding his head, Gil rested his hands on his knees before continuing.

"I did wish to meet with you. I understand that your former teacher and time on New Corv has come to an end, at least for now. It is difficult to find a Master, a comrade to stand beside and learn from through the trials and tribulations of the galaxy. It is a struggle for most when they set out to join the Jedi, but as I understand it, it was more difficult for you than most. The struggles you endured would have broken many other Younglings, yet you endured. Your actions, your strength and the recommendation of your Elders all let me know that one day you will be a great Jedi."

He paused for a moment, glancing momentarily out the window. "Many people think Wookies are not the best suited to be Jedi. Quick to anger and head strong." A new smile came to Gil's face. "I was much the same when I first came to the temple, a rebellious Corellian street rat, and it was thanks to my Master, Ohognh, a Wookie like yourself that I found my place in the Order. She was the wisest and kindest Jedi I have ever known, and I work to continue her legacy every day."

Gil turned to look back at Kuhbee. "If you would have me, I would offer myself as your teacher."

 

[Kuhbee]

TAG: Gil Horn

Kuhbee was excited to hear about another Wookie Jedi. He knew they were really rare and that was why his tribe had sent him forward to train. There was a lot riding on the youngling but he didn't feel as afraid as he had before. Mostly he was excited to start training again and learn more about his new master. He wondered if Master Horn could understand Shyriiwook because the droid was dismissed.

[Master Horn I would be honored to be trained by you. I have never heard of Ohognh but she is probably well known in my tribe. I sadly haven't been back there for a while and missed a lot of stories.]

He smiled which frankly looked terrifying on a Wookie but Kuhbee was a gentle soul and always meant his actions in peace.

 

[Gil Horn]

Location: Coruscant | Jedi Temple
Tags: Kuhbee

Gil bowed his head, rising to his feet. "I am pleased to hear it, Kuhbee. I know that together we will accomplish great things, and help many people across the galaxy." Gil believed it too. He could sense the potential and connection to the Force within the Wookie. There would be many struggles ahead, but in time, Kuhbee would become a great member of the New Jedi Order.

Gil waved his hand, using the Force to open the door of the meditation chamber. "I know the journey here was long. You are free to use the rest of the day as you see fit, but if you have any questions for me now would be the best time to ask. We will begin your training in earnest tomorrow."

 

[Kuhbee]

TAG: Gil Horn


Kuhbee was excited and didn't think he'd be able to rest, but he also knew that part of being a padawan was trusting that their master knew what was best. He had no questions so he bid Master Horn good day and the droid showed him to his dormitory. It was a small room but it had a cot and a light and really that was all the Wookie needed. He surprisingly was able to get a little rest and planned to wander to the library the next few days and start reading. He'd been immersed in books at the New Corv Temple and found it relaxing.


He woke early the next day and wondered where he would find Master Horn today. He left his dormitory and practically skipped from excitement. He was starting training again! It was a thrilling moment.

 

[Gil Horn]

Location: Coruscant | Jedi Temple
Tags: Kuhbee

The training room Gil had secured for them today was one of the larger obstacle course chambers. A terminal set in a podium at the center of the room would allow Gil to control various platforms, pillars and other objects in rapidly changing setting, providing the best training experience that Gil knew while at the temple.

He planned to take it a step further.

When Kuhbee arrived, Gil inclined his head to the young Wookiee. “Good morning Kuhbee. I hope you slept well, because today is going to be the start of a rigorous training regime. To give you the best education I can, and prepare you for your time as a Jedi, I need to gauge where you are currently at in person with your talent and abilities. Today, we will start with your physical abilities, and tomorrow we will work on your Force abilities.”

As Gil spoke, he activated commands on the terminal in front of him, and large section of the training rooms floor retracted, and several platforms began to float up, held in the air by suspension devices. They began to float up and down at irregular intervals, and several of the platforms began to pivot on their access, going from horizontal to vertical before returning to horizontal once more.

“Wookiees have superior physical capabilities than most other species in the galaxy,” Gil said, looking at Kuhbee, “so we will start you off at the advanced level.”

 

[Kuhbee]

TAG: Gil Horn


When Kuhbee entered the room he was surprised to see floating platforms and moving floors. He had never seen a room like this one before. The cubs eyes went wide as he took it all in. Master Horn explained that Wookies were already very physically capable species so this was an advanced set.

[I will do my best Master Horn]

The goal seemed to be to make it all the way through the course. The start was easy enough as he climbed up onto the first pillar, using his claws to gain leverage. The Wookie honor system meant they only used their claws to climb and as soon as hew as on footing he retracted his claws into his fury paws once more. He then took a running start and leapt onto the next platform. It started to move as soon as he touched it, bobbing up and down but this was nothing more than a springy tree branch to the youngling. His youth was full of time in the trees and Kuhbee felt fine above the ground. He used the momentum of the platform to hurl himself to the next, a thin platform he had to cross carefully so as not to fall off, but again one that reminded him of the narrow branches back home.


When he got to the platforms that kept switching between vertical and horizontal that was the first true trouble he had. He had to time it right and the first time he missed and had to slide to a stop so he did not fall off. It didn't seem to be moving in any type of pattern and that made it difficult to predict when he should walk across it. He closed his eyes, and could see the platform in his mind. Maybe he could try and feel his way across. He started slowly, placing his foot gingerly forward and moving. The floor started to break apart and all the tiles moved separately but with his eyes closed it was like he knew which tile would raise to meet his foot. The mistake he made was opening his eyes and that was his downfall. It bucked him off and he landed on a net below.

He rolled off and came back to the Jedi Master.

[I almost made it but that one part is tricky]