Part 1
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Kit Fisto watched the two young initiates sparring; both of whom wore blindfolds, ensuring that neither could see the other. The boy who looked to be a few years older than me and as the fight progressed he seemed to be letting his frustration get the better of him and as a result was leaving himself open to attack. I kept my moves tightly controlled, whenever he let himself open I moved in. Eventually the boy ripped off the blindfold and threw it to the floor. Kit stepped forward to stop the fight before the boy could attack, but Yoda shook his head at him.
"Let them fight we will. See who comes out the victor we shall." He said. For a moment Kit stared at him, it was unusual for Yoda to let it go this far, but he trusted the small master. The boy charged at me, swinging his training saber at my neck for the killing blow. I easily sidestepped it and my training saber hit his back as he stumbled past, the boy growled in anger.
"That was a lucky hit!" He yelled at me. Kit could see me smile slightly and shake my head.
"Is that why you took of your blindfold, Nerys. So you wouldn't get in anymore lucky hits?" I asked pleasantly. With another roar he jumped and came down behind me, his lightsaber aiming for the back of my neck, casually I moved my lightsaber to block his and then rounded on him, I moved gracefully, matching him blow for blow, blocking his saber with my own and then the tip of my saber hit his neck. The boy leaped away raising his own saber and bringing it slashing down at my head, but it stopped mid-air.
"Enough! Learn to accept defeat as well as victory a Jedi must, Initiate Toras." Yoda snapped, the boy moved back as if stung by more than just the sabers.
"Done well, you have, Initiate Tonan." He said to me. I took the blindfold off letting my head tentacles loose around my head and bowed to Yoda.
"Thank you, master." I replied.
"Master Fisto this is." Yoda said.
"Hello, Master Fisto." I said, bowing to him. The boy hmphed but didn't say anything, as he stalked from the room. Yoda sighed and shook his head.
"A lot to learn that one has." He mumbled half to himself. Then he looked at Kit and then at me, Yoda can be hard to understand sometimes, but I think that even I knew what it was he was trying to do that day.
"Accompany you to the midday meal, Initiate Tonan shall." He said. Kit bowed to him and then waited for me to walk with him to the cafeteria. We stood in line behind the others and got some food, and then we sat down at on of the many tables that lined the cafeteria. Before he started eating however he turned those orb like eyes on me.
"Master Yoda is trying to make me your apprentice." I said, before he could reply. I blushed realising that I had just about interrupted a master.
"Sorry, I have a habit of doing that sometimes." I mumbled, and then hurried to explain.
"I think the reason that Master Yoda and most of the council is trying to make me your padawan, is because I'm Nautolan; well half Nautolan. But they can only teach me so much. I think that they want me with you because you are Nautolan as well. They think that you can teach me more about how to use a Nautolans natural abilities better." He nodded his head taking all this in and waited, knowing that I wasn't finished yet.
"I'm also a little telepathic. I can read peoples minds." I looked over at him.
"Can you? Help me control what it is that I see from others?" I asked. He sat as if thinking it over then he stood up.
"I will have to think it over, Initiate." He said, before walking away. Inwardly I cursed myself; it wasn't just because I wanted to be an apprentice that I had pushed him. I had heard stories of others that could not control their own telepathy, in the end they had all lost their minds and some of them had even committed suicide. I knew why, even when I slept I could hear voices and see images in my mind, some of them not so pretty. After a few hours I turned to leave the cafeteria after dropping my bowl off at the counter on the way out. Master Fisto was waiting for me outside.
"I have been thinking about what you said. Initiate Tonan, I would be honoured if you would be my padawan." He said. I stared up at him, I didn't quite believe him, but he was smiling down at me, so I figured that I must have heard him correctly.
"I would be honoured to be your padawan, Master Fisto." I said, bowing slightly. Kit smiled.
"We have a mission. We should leave as soon as possible, collect whatever you need and meet me in the hanger." He said.
"Yes, master." I said.