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The Arkanian turned as the Jedi Master addressed her. Elizie found herself speechless. The only response to the Jedi Master’s kind words was another bow and a smile, and most importantly, their gazes locked for a second as if the two communicated by just looking at each other, milky white eyes meeting the Jedi Master’s purple orbs. It said nothing, yet so much more than words ever could. What they told each other through that brief glance would forever remain a secret, just between the two of them. Perhaps the Arkanian Padawan and the Sword of the Jedi did not know what they said to each other either. When the violet-eyed woman responded to others, the Arkanian took the heavy coat and handed it over to the droid, letting the machine’s mechanic hand grab the coat and carry it into the ship where the droid placed the coat among the belongings of others.
As she was about to board the ship, walking up the ramp with her boots clicking on the metal, the tan woman heard another voice, several words meant for her. It was not a voice of a man or a woman though; the voice belonged to a boy, a youngling. Spinning on her heels, she looked down at the small child, offering him an encouraging smile. It was not often that she met someone so young, but age mattered little in the Jedi Order. For all she knew, the kid could have been a Knight or a Master… actually, no, Elizie did not know any Master that looked like the boy. While she had yet to meet all Jedi Masters, the white-haired girl was certain none was this young, his young age given away by the Epicanthix’ height. Luckily, the youngling’s words revealed his rank and allowed the noble to address him properly.
“Hello, Padawan Yamauchi,” she replied, “It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Padawan Adasca.” A brief glance over the gathering revealed many Jedi of all sorts of races. Elizie studied every being present and remembered the days she used to judge people solely by their race and blood. The warm smile vanished from her face at the thought. Luckily, those days were long gone after she finally opened her eyes and embraced the Jedi teachings, shredding the arrogant noble she used to be and replacing greed with humility and humbleness. Not once she regretted the decision that changed her for the better.
More Jedi poured into the hanger and Elizie finally realized the magnitude and importance of this journey. The youngest members would obtain their first lightsaber crystal, which was a moment marking their growth as Jedi. Not only that; they would be forced to face their fears in the cold caves of Ilum. This made Elizie wonder about those who had already visited the planet and successfully overcame their trials prepared among the walls of ice. Would she have a different vision or no vision at all? Mentally shrugging, the tan Padawan boarded the shuttle, walking through the aisle separating two rows of seats before she seated herself, brushing away the cascade of white hair that fell into her face upon the sudden motion.
[member="Nefertari Sovint"] [member="Sabena Shai"] [member="Aaralyn Rekali"] [member="Kosuke Yamauchi"] [member="Kiren sepherus"] [member="Rael sul B'an"] [member="Ayden Quell"] [member="Jack Rand"] [member="Gherron Vael"] [member="Maria Natalja"]
As she was about to board the ship, walking up the ramp with her boots clicking on the metal, the tan woman heard another voice, several words meant for her. It was not a voice of a man or a woman though; the voice belonged to a boy, a youngling. Spinning on her heels, she looked down at the small child, offering him an encouraging smile. It was not often that she met someone so young, but age mattered little in the Jedi Order. For all she knew, the kid could have been a Knight or a Master… actually, no, Elizie did not know any Master that looked like the boy. While she had yet to meet all Jedi Masters, the white-haired girl was certain none was this young, his young age given away by the Epicanthix’ height. Luckily, the youngling’s words revealed his rank and allowed the noble to address him properly.
“Hello, Padawan Yamauchi,” she replied, “It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Padawan Adasca.” A brief glance over the gathering revealed many Jedi of all sorts of races. Elizie studied every being present and remembered the days she used to judge people solely by their race and blood. The warm smile vanished from her face at the thought. Luckily, those days were long gone after she finally opened her eyes and embraced the Jedi teachings, shredding the arrogant noble she used to be and replacing greed with humility and humbleness. Not once she regretted the decision that changed her for the better.
More Jedi poured into the hanger and Elizie finally realized the magnitude and importance of this journey. The youngest members would obtain their first lightsaber crystal, which was a moment marking their growth as Jedi. Not only that; they would be forced to face their fears in the cold caves of Ilum. This made Elizie wonder about those who had already visited the planet and successfully overcame their trials prepared among the walls of ice. Would she have a different vision or no vision at all? Mentally shrugging, the tan Padawan boarded the shuttle, walking through the aisle separating two rows of seats before she seated herself, brushing away the cascade of white hair that fell into her face upon the sudden motion.
[member="Nefertari Sovint"] [member="Sabena Shai"] [member="Aaralyn Rekali"] [member="Kosuke Yamauchi"] [member="Kiren sepherus"] [member="Rael sul B'an"] [member="Ayden Quell"] [member="Jack Rand"] [member="Gherron Vael"] [member="Maria Natalja"]
