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Indeed the next day was upon [member='Ar'ekk'], maybe faster than he had initially expected. As soon as the sun peaked over the ridge, sending bright rays of light all throughout the temple, the Jedi were out and about, Padawans and Younglings alike quickly getting ready for the lessons ahead of them. A beeping could be heard within Ar'ekk's room, as his personal computer terminal received a message, instructing for him to show up at one of the nearby temple courtyards. Hopefully he had no trouble adjusting to his new sleeping schedule.
Tugoro, on the other hand, was wide awake and yet not at the same time. Still in his Jedi tunic and robe, the man was seated motionlessly within the small courtyard, beneath a tall tree that stretched upwards and out of the open-roofed ceiling. The style in which he sat was unmistakable meditative, anyone trained in the force able to feel the energy that swirled around the brown haired individual. He had spent the night in that very spot, unable to clear his mind normally despite how wise he had acted in front of Ar'ekk.
The truth was that Tugoro was nervous, worried about taking on a student and how it might turn out. He had once been appointed a Chiss Padawan, who had unfortunately fallen to the dark side before they had even gotten to know each other. There were countless other Padawans of his time and beyond, all that sent an ominous chill up the mans spine. So, he had decided to isolate himself for the night, lost in the force as he meditated.
Tugoro, on the other hand, was wide awake and yet not at the same time. Still in his Jedi tunic and robe, the man was seated motionlessly within the small courtyard, beneath a tall tree that stretched upwards and out of the open-roofed ceiling. The style in which he sat was unmistakable meditative, anyone trained in the force able to feel the energy that swirled around the brown haired individual. He had spent the night in that very spot, unable to clear his mind normally despite how wise he had acted in front of Ar'ekk.
The truth was that Tugoro was nervous, worried about taking on a student and how it might turn out. He had once been appointed a Chiss Padawan, who had unfortunately fallen to the dark side before they had even gotten to know each other. There were countless other Padawans of his time and beyond, all that sent an ominous chill up the mans spine. So, he had decided to isolate himself for the night, lost in the force as he meditated.