The Admiralty
Sullust, Jedi Temple
[member="Sera Arren"]
"You have to take on a Padawan, Cole." the Grand Marshal replied sternly. He wasn't looking at him, instead the intense gaze was burning through the stacks of paperwork on the table. It seemed that even Rhen could not escape the clutches of bureaucracy. At this point Cole couldn't show any sympathy, though, considering the elder Jedi was trying to hitch him into yet another plan.
"Master Rhen, with all due respect..."
"To state that and follow it up with another argument seems superfluous to me, Knight Katarn."
There was iron and steel in the voice, and that tipped off Cole... this time around he wouldn't be getting out of this. He rightened himself, posture rigid and no longer slouching just a touch bit, a nod came and went - there was silence for a few more seconds, before the Grand Marshal looked back up. For a moment Cole thought to see something other than intense steel in those eyes, but that moment passed as quickly as it came.
"She is already waiting for you in the training room. Corellian, too. Do good by her, Knight Katarn. That is an order."
Cole bowed and left the room without another word, leaving the old man with his papers.
"Padawan." Cole would greet her with a nod. There was no longer any resentment or reservedness in his voice. "What is your name?"
[member="Sera Arren"]
"You have to take on a Padawan, Cole." the Grand Marshal replied sternly. He wasn't looking at him, instead the intense gaze was burning through the stacks of paperwork on the table. It seemed that even Rhen could not escape the clutches of bureaucracy. At this point Cole couldn't show any sympathy, though, considering the elder Jedi was trying to hitch him into yet another plan.
"Master Rhen, with all due respect..."
"To state that and follow it up with another argument seems superfluous to me, Knight Katarn."
There was iron and steel in the voice, and that tipped off Cole... this time around he wouldn't be getting out of this. He rightened himself, posture rigid and no longer slouching just a touch bit, a nod came and went - there was silence for a few more seconds, before the Grand Marshal looked back up. For a moment Cole thought to see something other than intense steel in those eyes, but that moment passed as quickly as it came.
"She is already waiting for you in the training room. Corellian, too. Do good by her, Knight Katarn. That is an order."
Cole bowed and left the room without another word, leaving the old man with his papers.
***
The Jedi Knight entered the training room. She would have been waiting for a few minutes at worst, as the argument with Rhen hadn't been all that long and the Grand Marshal had been expecting one to begin with... a crafty man, but it was that quality that had made him the leader of the New Jedi Order and not someone else. "Padawan." Cole would greet her with a nod. There was no longer any resentment or reservedness in his voice. "What is your name?"