The Meeting That Didn't Work Out So Well.

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

Voss Temple

The little boy had been bored in the temple for quite some time now, and was very bored. He had explored most of it, so now, he was just meditating in the main Gardens.

Thing that was hard to do with all the noise. Undin could hear lots and lots of Padawands and Younglings screaming nearby. He opened his eyes to see a group of 7 kids playing with a grown man, probably a Knight.

Taller than him, with brighter hair than him, but darker skin aswell.

He got up from were he sat, and aproximated the group, with his hand on his sunglasses.

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

As his expression was an unhappy one, he took his glasses off, and directed himself to the taller man. "I'm sorry, but could you keep it down please? Some of us are trying to meditate.", he said with an upset and grumpy tone.

Kir turned around, surprised to see someone this smaller than him, talking like that to his person. "Well, of course, small one.", he said with a happy tone, and a smile on his face, "And who do I give thy honour of meeting?", the Knight asked, in an obviously moking tone, and with a bow that reseemed much to like of a jester's.

Undin, getting a bit upset of being toyed around with, answered "Undin Jaii Kryze. Now, if you'll excuse I'll be heading back to my spot. Grated of course, you calm them down.".

The man, with an impressionated face, covered his mouth and out of it came, "Undin Jaii Kryze?"

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

Kir quickly took a both defensive and offensive stance. He stood straight, left foot on front of the right, hand pointing towards Undin, other on his lightsaber, trying to hold himself back.
This attitude wasn't normal of Kir, but the boy's history that he had heard, struck a hard nerve.
"You... Do you know what pain you caused? Being a slaver is not something you should toy with. And you call yourself a member of the Order? You have dessacrated it's good name.", he said in an enraged and loud shout.

The Padawans, Knights and some Younglings now were starring towards the duo, a bit worried towards the boy, who was looking to be in a bit of trouble.

"I...I understand what I have done, and I have tried to make up for my actions.", a tear started forming in the corner of his eye as he remembered.

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

But quickly, the memories turned into unflushtered fear and anger, as he wiped the tear off, "But...But you don't know what I've been trought do you? My whole life, I have made bad choices... It's hard to be a screwup.".

Undin, quickly turned around as he tried to get his mind off of the place it had been for the past moments. The Jedi Knight though, that was still mad at the boy, grabbed him on his shoulder, impeding Undin's getaway.

Kir, with a sigh, trying to calm himself down, said towards the young Padawan, "Everyone makes mistakes... But kidnapping someone and then selling them as meat? That's no mistake. And you still think that you've been trought a lot? Imagine that boy's life. Poor soul.".

The boy knew what had happened to him. He had gotten a house, friends and a job. But most importantly, freedom. Freedom to go where ever he wanted to. Thing that he has not as of now.
"If only you knew...".

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

Undin, went back to his spot. Regretfull, sad and ashamed.
The Jedi Knight, watched the young one, with a desdain on his face, trying to make sure he wouldn't cause trouble, even thought the boy wasn't about the troublemaking life anymore.

As he sat down, he crouched his legs and closed his eyes, as he went into a deep meditative state.

Kir had been analyzing his every move, from the walking, his stance and his expression. Trying to find anything he could point out, but he didn't, as one of the Padawans he was toying with, called his attention, and asked if he wanted to continue playing. The man answered no, and advanced towards his room, where he too, sat down, but to think about his choices instead.

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

After some time thinking about the young one, and his actions, Kir realized he may have acted brushly, and that if Undin was in the Temple, he probably had been forgiven by the Masters, and, probably, even the GrandMaster. Back there, he didn't think, he just acted, and that is what the darksiders did, but he had struck a hard nerve.

Slavery was something Kir hated and despised, but it was time to apologize. The man standed up and as he did, his golden dark hair, that normally rested in a bowl cut, upped itself and then down again, to it's normal state.

The man, started walking, and his eyes gained a light blue gloom, as he saw troughtout the walls of the Temple, highlited figures, the same colour as the gloom of his eyes. He was using his specialty, Force Sight.
Remembering what the kid looked like, he started walking towards his figure, that he saw sat down, with legs crossed, and around him, many others, the same stature as him. Probably Padawans.

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

The Knight that stood straight, walked over to the Padawan. Before interacting with him, he saw his facial figures. Shifting every so often, looking like the boy was going trought a nightmare.

The truth, was that Undin had problems. Problems with his past, problems that no Jedi should ever have. Deep wounds, and spread out feelings flew across he's mind.
And Kir could sense it. Sense the conflict within the small fry. He wanted to help him, but what could he do? Kir was just a Jedi Knight who had no experience with things like this.

"I...I'm sorry. I didn't act like a Jedi before. I shouldn't have spoken to you that way."