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Summary: Senior Padawan Karva Vassic must overcome the death of her Master all the while adjusting to life with her new Master.
Disclaimer: I obviously do not own Star Wars that belongs to George Lucas. I own nothing to do with Star Wars and this is for entertainment purposes only, which is what Star Wars is for anyway. Entertainment purposes. Don't you love those words?
A/N: I am by no means stopping with Reverse; I just had to write this. It was in the best interest of my sanity. To clear some things up, Qui-Gon Jinn is still alive because I like him. Padme is alive, I thought about killing her off, but that's a little mean. So, she is alive and well and is still the Queen of Naboo. Pretty much, AotC didn't happen. Her and Anakin aren't close but still keep in contact out of mutual respect and thanks. That's the way things are because that's how I say they are! Got a problem, take it up with me! I was listening to 'Yellow' by Howie Day, "Gold Lion" by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs and 'Too little too late' by Metric when I wrote this. Onwards…
"Karva, wake up." Karva squeezed her eyelids together tightly then shot them open. She gasped and moaned as the bright sunlight hit her eyes and sent bolts of pain through her head.
"Come now Karva, we have a meeting with the Council. I will not have you delaying us any longer." The soft voice of Knight Spince drifted calmly to Karvas ears and she somehow found the strength to sit up and look over at her Master.
"Coming Master." Karva muttered as she rubbed her eyes and yawned. Karva felt her Masters weight leave the foot of her bed and she yawned quietly.
She quickly threw off her covers and bounded out of bed, the realization that they might be late if she didn't hurry up hit her like a ton of Bantha poo.
"Master, I'm so sorry I overslept, it will never happen again I can promise you." Karva vowed apologetically as she hastily pulled on her boots.
"Save your apologies for later Karva, at the moment you need to be focusing on…brushing your hair." Myn Spince scolded slightly after spying the womp rat nest on the back of her Padawans head. "Stop worrying about your cloak Karva and brush your hair, it's a disgrace! Oh no, here, let me do it."
At hearing her Masters words Karvas hands immediately flew to the back of her head. She grunted and complained as her fingers worked ferociously to untangle her bright auburn hair.
Seeing her young friend would make no progress anytime soon, Spince took pity on the pretty young girl and picked up a comb lying on a near by table to help her.
"Thank you Master." Karva vocalized her thanks as her mentor worked carefully on the patch of tangles at the back of her head.
"Think nothing of it Karva." Myn muttered as she gave the comb an extra hard tug.
Karva yelped in a most un-lady like fashion.
"Really Karva, it wouldn't get so tangled to begin with if you just brushed it before bed each night, that can't be too hard."
"Master, I hardly think you're one to speak. You don't even have hair!" Karvas eyes began to water from the pain.
"Never the less, you can still practice proper personal hygiene. You're a Jedi for Force's sake! It's part of your training!" Master Spince sighed and smoothed Karvas hair with her fingers. She placed the comb back onto the table then walked around the bed to face her Padawan. "Oh Karva, what am I going to do with you?" Myn chuckled and offered a hand to Karva.
The young learner took it gratefully and stood to look into the deep brown eyes of her Twi'lek master.
"Quickly now Karva, let us not be late." Together, the Master and Padawan fled their quarters and hastened to meet the Council.
The two stepped into the lift that would take them to uppermost level of the southwest tower. "I wonder what caused you to become so tired. The hot Alderaanian sun must have gone to your head." Myn chuckled to herself.
"Really Master, you know how traveling to different worlds affects me. I'm surprised I can stand upright at the moment I'm so exhausted." Karva faked a yawn to prove her point, and then added to the performance by rubbing her eyes.
"I know and understand young one, that is why I let you sleep late this morning. I hope you are fresh enough to face the Council though, they require your full attention. You know full well you must be fully alert when dealing with the Masters, I hope you are fully alert?" Myn phrased it as both an aspiration as well as a question.
"Of course Master. Could a sleepy person do this?" Karva leapt high into the air, spun around tightly once then landed back on her feet in her original spot next to her Master.
Myn smiled ruefully. "Point taken my young Padawan. Now stop jumping around, you'll muss your hair." The two grinned happily to each other.
The rest of the elevator ride was spent in comfortable silence and after what seemed like a moment the lift had stopped and the doors were sliding open.
Master and Padawan stepped into the small lobby area. In perfect unison they reached the doors that would open to reveal the High Jedi Council.
The doors opened with a hiss, revealing the circle of powerful Jedi contained within.
Karva was very surprised however to see a new face staring back at her as she and Master Spince moved to stand in the middle of the circle. Newly appointed Jedi Master Anakin Skywalker studied her carefully as she took her place next to her Master.
'A Master! He was so young! However, he did destroy the Sith Lord Sidious and bring balance back to the Force. So I suppose he does deserve the title and honor.' Karva mused to herself. Hearing that Supreme Chancellor Palpatine had been the Sith Lord they had been searching for had been heartbreaking, let alone disturbing. Master Skywalker had confided in Master Windu as soon as he had discovered the truth. Soon after an entourage was sent to arrest him. When he defied them and murdered three Jedi knights, Windu and Skywalker had had no choice but to execute him. Apparently Anakin and the Chancellor had been very close and he was greatly upset by the discovery. Rumor had it that the Sith had actually tried to turn young Skywalker to the Dark Side.
If defying and killing a Sith Lord couldn't get you on the High Council, Karva didn't know what could. In all, she supposed he deserved it.
Yet he was still so young! Not even four years older than Karva herself, and already a Master!
Karva sensed his eyes on her once again and she looked straight ahead, trying desperately to hide her blushing cheeks from the others in the room.
It wasn't just that it was Skywalker, the famed 'Chosen One', anyone could have this effect on Karva if they just stared long enough. She didn't like knowing she was being observed.
"Knight Spince and Padawan Vassic," Master Windu intruded in on Karvas thoughts, forcing her out of her reverie and back to the present. "We trust your peacekeeping mission to Alderaan went smoothly?"
"The mission went very well Master." Master Spince answered his question then bowed towards him faintly.
Karva had loved the Alderaan mission. They had been sent there hoping to settle a dispute between the Monarchs two sons who were currently fighting over who should inherit the crown. The King feared it might turn violent and called upon the Council for aid. The Masters sent Master Myn and Karva there to make sure none of the negotiations went sour. Karva would hardly call it a peacekeeping mission, she and Master got to lounge around all day in the sun eating fruit and sipping cool beverages. They only ever did anything when the Princes' met to discuss one matter or another, then all they did was stand around and look out the windows while they talked. Karva almost sighed at the pleasant memories.
"Good." Windu broke in to her thoughts once again. "Master Spince, tomorrow at dawn you and your Padawan will depart for the world of Ando. You will oversee a peace accord between the planets two main species; the Aquala and the Quara. The planet has been torn apart by civil war. Perhaps now the two beings may live in harmony. May the force be with you."
The mission seemed simple enough to Karva. Master and Padawan bowed simultaneously to the Council then turned and took their leave.
As the doors slid shut behind them Karva let out a deep sigh.
"What is it Karva? Surely this mission is not frightening you?" Myn queried as they entered the elevator to return to the main level.
"No, it's not that." Karva waved her hand dismissively. "The entire time we were in the Council I had a strange feeling that Master Skywalker was staring at me. I have to admit, it was most unnerving. I know he did not try to delve inside my mind; I was just uncomfortable with his eyes on me. I don't like being watched." Karva furrowed her brow and glared at the floor, angered by her weakness.
"Oh Karva, that is a perfectly reasonable anxiety to possess. Do not be bothered by it. That certain type of premonition can save your life, you have those senses for a reason Karva. They whisper warnings to us, they're there to help." Myn Spince smiled warmly at her young Padawan. "Come now, mind in the present. I think we should meditate for an hour or so then prepare for our mission. Prepare to get wet Karva." Myn laughed at her young Padawans reaction.
At the mention of getting wet, Karva had thrown her arms in the air and had begun to dance in small circles.
"This is one mission I'm certain I'll enjoy Master!" Karva smiled up at her Master, barely able to conceal her excitement.
Myn didn't mind. "Ah, seeing you dance brings warm feelings to my heart." Both women burst out laughing.
"Ah Master," Karva started through wheezes as she wiped a tear from her eye. "Without you, I would be one unhappy Padawan."
"Likewise my young companion." Myn placed a loving hand upon her Padawans shoulder. Her expression suddenly turned to that of a person expecting the worst.
"Master, what is it?" Karva inquired her friend urgently.
"Karva," Myn turned to the girl, a look of the utmost seriousness etched upon her beautiful features. "Do not mourn me when I die."
"What?" Karvas eyes widened in shock. "Master, why are you telling me this?"
"Karva, listen to me. There is too much beauty in the universe for you to be moping around missing me. I have tasted first hand the bitter aftertaste of death, it blinds you to everything. Colors fade, sounds grow mixed and fuzzy and you fade away in to oblivion. I do not want that happening to you. Promise me Karva; promise me that my death will not stop you from experiencing life, living to your full potential. You will be an amazing Jedi Knight Karva, I know you will. You are amazing. Oh, my beautiful Karva." The Twi'lek stroked the girls face lovingly then wrapped her arms tightly around the young one, showing her all the love a Jedi could.
Karva embraced Myn securely. She had said nothing during Myns lesson. She had been too stunned to utter a single word. She listened carefully, taking in every word. For she knew that what Myn told her was important. She knew some how, deep inside her she would be calling upon this knowledge very soon.
The thought frightened her deeply.
1…2…3…
Karva awoke roughly an hour before dawned, much to her utter surprise. She sat up and slowly and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
Karva stretched out through her Master/Padawan bond to discover that Myn Spince was still sound asleep and was showing no sign of waking any time soon.
Reveling in the fact that she had at least half an hour to herself Karva left her bed surprisingly quickly, with even more vigor then the previous morning.
She moved stealthily into the refresher and showered with great speed. Karva dressed even faster. She dismissed her heavy cloak for the moment and left her hair to dry into small ringlets. Master would have a fit when she saw her.
With that Karva left her shared quarters.
Karva was a pretty girl, some might call her beautiful, others just average. She was quiet tall for her age and gender, rivaling even Master Windu in height. She had radiant auburn hair that was naturally wavy and prone to tangles. Her eyes were a vibrant orange, surrounded by a ring of blue. She was fair skinned and rather thin, almost willowy.
Karva walked in a way most Jedi did not. While their strides were firm and powerful, hers were graceful and fluid, like water flowing in a garden stream.
Her dress of choice was simple; a long tunic that just reached her knees served as the main garment. Two more shorter tunics, each of different shades and varying lengths topped the main tunic. Her cloak was a light brown, similar to the color of her shortest blouse. Her boots stretched to the bottom of her kneecap and were lovely brown leather. To top it all off, she never went anywhere without her utility belt which always supported her vibrant gold lightsaber. Karva knew when she created her lightsaber that gold was an unusual color, yet she enjoyed knowing that she would be the only Padawan who had a golden lightsaber. Gold was associated with neither the Sith nor the Jedi, it was just there.
Karva was a very unusual Padawan. It helped that her Master was just as unusual.
With thoughts of using one of the nicer training rooms to get in a little early morning saber practice, Karva pushed the button signaling the elevator with a genuine smile spread across her face.
The lift shortly after and Karva stepped in, grateful to have to the elevator to herself for once. As much as she loved her Master, Karva greatly valued her personal space.
She hummed a familiar tune as she sped up the two floors to the main training room used by Knights and Padawans.
After but a moment, the familiar motion of the elevator ceased, the doors slid open and Karva stepped into a wide corridor.
She glanced down each end of the hallways anxiously, whispering a silent plea to the Force that she be the only one in the training room that morning.
The doors hissed open and the strained sounds of grunts and groans met her ears. Looks like her prayers wouldn't be answered today.
Karva stepped one foot farther into the large room and looked for the source of the noise. She stopped, eyes wide with shock and unpleasant surprise.
If it had been anyone else in the entire galaxy she would have thrown aside the hope of having the gym all to herself and continued with her saber practice. Too bad it wasn't anyone else.
The familiar calming hum of the lightsaber brought her out of her shocked state just long enough for her to be sucked in by the elegance of the kata being performed in front of her.
Not wanting to disturb the flow or calm of the practice, Karva very quietly snuck behind a rack of training droids used by Initiates and younger Padawans.
She crouched in a slightly uncomfortable position and resumed her watching.
This person lunged and drove and slashed in a way that…Karva just couldn't explain. It was as though each frustrating moment from the past couple of days was being drawn out and pushed away with a lunge of their foot or a slash of their saber. In this person, Karva saw herself. Using lightsaber practice to draw out tension and stress.
They were so graceful, yet so powerful. The lightsaber cut large arcs in the air, which demonstrated the grace and perfect form, the speed and force of these movements showed the power.
Hopefully, with training and practice, Karva would someday reach this level of combat skill.
She could never explain what happened next. Perhaps it was just a freak accident, perhaps she did it unconsciously. More likely, it was the Force, giving her a shove in the right direction.
Very suddenly and very unexpectedly, Karva felt a powerful wave of the Force shoot through her body.
She felt like she had been struck by a dangerous bolt of electricity. The wave began at her head then worked it's way at the speed of light down to her feet until finally, the energy began to build up.
Without time to think or figure out what was happening, the energy blasted out of her feet, sending her rocketing into the air.
She hurtled upwards a good ten feet, and as we all know, what goes up must come down.
'Just perfect!' Karva mused silently as she began to descend. 'I'm going to land directly on top of the droids!'
Karva wasn't too pleased about this. The droid shelves were more racks upon which the droids were hung like clothes, the rack consisting of three different metallic poles from which the droids were suspended. Not a soft landing.
Karva could only do as much to place one foot directly below her in hopes to cushion the floor slightly and brace for impact, let alone hope for the best.
The impact wasn't nearly as painful as it was loud. Her foot made contact with the second pole and for a second Karva thought she might be able to simply push off the pole and throw herself into a back flip and make a fairly decent landing.
However, these droid racks were not built to support a human girl or to withstand very hard side impacts.
Immediately upon contact, the rack toppled to the ground, sadly bringing Karva along with it.
Karva just managed to remain standing, her feet planted firmly on the ground in a braced position. The Force had other plans.
As she moved quickly to straighten up and regain her dignity, she felt an energy similar to the one before, yet this time, it didn't move down her body.
Not even a second before the energy had appeared, she felt something very heavy and very hard hit her over the head.
Colors swam together and her knees buckled. Then they gave in altogether.
She toppled gracefully into a heap amongst the many damaged droids.
Karva almost lost consciousness but was able to focus enough to fight against it and win.
The world suddenly stopped spinning and everything came into focus, as though nothing had happened.
A pair of deep blue eyes appeared in her line of vision. They were her undoing.
"Are you alright?" A concerned voice asked just above her head. Karva titled her head to look in to the young handsome face of Master Skywalker.
"Oh, um." Karva stumbled, trying to find a way to describe this awkward situation. "I forgot my belt here the other day, so I came to get it. Oh look, here it is." She motioned stupidly towards the belt wrapped tightly around her waist. "I uh, saw you practicing and didn't want to disturb you. I must have lost my balance." Karva gave him a weak smile and shrugged.
Given her current situation, Karva had hardly had time to notice the position she had been caught in. Finally, she realized.
She was leaning back slightly to be able to look into Skywalkers face, giving her the appearance of lying down.
Her legs were slightly bent and just more than hip width apart. Karvas tunic had crept silently up her thigh, revealing quit a bit more leg then she was comfortable with. She gasped as she realized all this but before she could adjust her clothes, a large hand moved just in front of her face.
Karva looked up cautiously into the grinning face of Anakin Skywalker. That grin, Karva had heard her Master mention it at times. It seemed his grin was just as famous as he.
Tenderly, Karva took his hand and pushed herself up with her other. Not long after she was standing next to Skywalker and was watching him right the droid racks.
With a few simple waves of his hand the racks were upright and any droids that had lodged themselves from their hooks were back in their respective places.
He turned to face her and Karva felt herself blushing.
Of course Karva had noticed the moment she saw him that he was shirtless and very muscular, but now that she was standing next to him this fact was slightly more prominent.
"Would you like to spar?" Master Skywalker asked slightly out of breath.
Karva fought to keep her eyes level with his as she turned to face him.
"Sure." In truth, she wanted nothing less than to spend anymore time than was necessary with Skywalker. She would have preferred to sprint back to her quarters and tell Master about the strange Force experience while she tended her bruises.
Awkwardly, Karva pulled her lightsaber off her belt and followed Skywalker back on to a training mat.
The two faced each other and took the proper stances.
Skywalker ignited his lightsaber first and Karva was hardly surprised to find it light blue in color.
After tottering on her feet for several seconds, Karva heard the comforting snap-hiss of her own weapon and felt the warm light radiate onto her face.
"Gold?" Skywalker asked bewildered. "That's an interesting color."
Karva knew exactly what he meant to say; what an unusual choice, how strange.
However, this didn't faze her in the least.
The two began circling one another in a predatory way, anticipating the moment their opponent would strike.
Skywalker struck first, bringing his saber up in a large arc then slamming it down upon Karvas golden weapon.
Karva recoiled slightly as the force of the blow pushed her backwards a step. She grunted as she placed all her concentration into pushing the opposing saber away from her. She grabbed her lightsaber with both hands then thrust upwards with one smooth motion.
Both weapons swung out wildly behind their wielders. Karva bent her knees slightly into a defensive position and brought her saber directly in front of her.
All her jitters and nerves had evaporated. She was no longer a clumsy teenager but a highly trained warrior. This is what her life was meant to be like, using her skills for good.
Karva attacked next. She spun gracefully in a tight circle as she brought her saber down to her side and pointed the blade outwards.
Skywalker bet her blow with a masterfully parried sword as the two weapons collided just above his elbow.
If his blade had not been in the way, Karva would have cleanly cut off his arm, if not sliced him in half. These were not practice sabers they were dueling with, these were the real thing and they were dangerous.
"Your form is good, but how about your footwork." Skywalker mused tauntingly as Karva spun back around the way she had come.
He stepped smoothly with one foot to her right, she stepped to the left. Skywalker took a step towards her, she took a step back.
Karva was not the kind to be teased.
"Not bad." He bowed his head towards her. Karva took the moment he had given her to rush forward, swinging her blade up to meet his neck.
Her parried once again. Skywalker spun just as Karva had and now it was her turn to parry.
She met him in just the right spot, directly in the middle of her thigh. She twisted her saber, locking the blades together.
Skywalker brought his arms up, pulling Karvas along with him. Both their arms were now high above their heads, locked in electric embrace.
She was stuck. Her lightsaber wouldn't budge. Having no other option, Karva brought her foot up and kicked Skywalker squarely in the chest.
He let out a gasp of breath then fell backwards, pulling his saber away from hers.
"No fair." Skywalker whined from his place on the mat at her feet.
"Come now Master, you should have seen that coming." Despite her joking manner, she was completely serious.
However, she stuck out her hand in an offer to help him up. He accepted the offer and grabbed her gruffly. She groaned as she pulled him up.
Skywalker stood straight and looked her in the eye. They were almost exactly the same height. He had not released her hand.
Karva was confused by the gesture, what did it mean?
She got her answer shortly. Skywalker snatched her wrist with his right hand and then with his left he pushed her opposite shoulder so that she was turned away from him. He pulled her arm up so that her hand was reaching up towards the ceiling. Skywalker brought his saber up just in front of her neck, not good.
"So much for playing fair." Karva muttered silently. She struggled to find a way out of this predicament; this was not one she had been in before.
"Come now Padawan, you should have seen this coming." Karva could almost hear him smirk as he whispered the words in to her ear.
He was in trouble now.
In an instant, Karvas foot was making contact with his face. Being a very flexible person, it hadn't been hard for Karva to kick up her right leg until it reached Skywalkers face.
Shocked and obviously hurt, Skywalker released her immediately to clutch at his nose with his free hand.
"Where did you learn that?" He asked, voice slightly nasally.
"No where." It was Karvas turn to smirk.
Having the advantage of Skywalker being injured, Karva took the opportunity to drive her lightsaber at him madly.
She drove him back mercilessly, swinging wildly at him in all directions. It was all he could do to defend himself and retreat backwards.
They were nearing the end of the mat and as Karva took one last strike at him she let out an earth shaking battle cry.
He met her saber inches away from his face.
Karva pushed her full weight into moving Skywalkers lightsaber back towards his neck.
He wasn't in such a good position. He had his saber in both hands and it was vertically defending his right shoulder from Karvas attacking blade.
Their grunts and moans joined in the air. They seemed to be stuck, just waiting for the other to over power them and send their weapon up and away.
Karva however had one more trick up her sleeve.
Summing up one last ounce of strength, she wrapped her left leg around Skywalkers right one. With one last shove, she sent him hurtling backwards to the ground behind him.
As he was falling, Karva easily snatched his lightsaber out if his hand. Skywalker landed heavily on the mat.
Karva crossed the two blades and held them menacingly at his throat.
"I win." She said it without a hint of a smile or happiness. Her face was tight and her lips were a straight line.
Skywalker on the other hand was grinning away, looking up at her playfully. "Not quit."
Out of nowhere, his legs pushed Karvas out from under her. She soon joined Skywalker on the ground.
Winded and slightly stunned, Karva hardly noticed Skywalkers lightsaber slowly slip from her grasp.
Finally regaining her awareness, Karva did a complete backwards somersault until she was in a low crouch, her lightsaber at the ready.
Skywalker had also stood up from the floor. He was standing a few feet away from her.
Without thinking, or really realizing what she was doing, Karva sprang high up into the air. She somersaulted over Skywalker and landed gracefully behind him.
He turned and met her well-aimed attack.
'Really!' Karva mused as they once again pushed against one another. 'This is getting no where, time for something different.'
Karva shot her elbow up and waited until it collided with Skywalkers nose. Her aim was just and true.
He stumbled back, once again holding his nose. Only this time, blood seeped out from between his fingers.
With a slight moan, he lowered his hand to retake his lightsaber.
"Ow!" He exclaimed in an almost scolding manner.
"Sorry." Karva simply shrugged and retook her position.
Skywalker attacked once again with his lightsaber and Karva deflected him easily.
He came in for another attack and Karvas fist met nicely with his left temple.
He stumbled back once again before spinning tightly around and colliding his foot with Karvas lower spine.
She let out a cry of pain and fell to her knees. Karva glared back up at him and before he could blink she was flying through the air towards him, left leg outstretched.
She kicked him squarely in the chest and they both tumbled to the ground.
Lightsabers lying forgotten a few feet away, the two Jedi crawled towards each other.
Karva reached Skywalker first and quickly punched his jaw. His head twisted away from her followed by his entire body.
He rolled over completely then pounced on her. So much for sparring, they were now in an all out competition for dominance.
Skywalker sat on Karvas chest, causing her a lot of discomfort then proceeded to squeeze her head tightly with his thighs.
He wasn't going to beat her like this.
She thrust upward and quickly captured Skywalkers head between her own crossed calves.
They were now both rendered immobile, all they could do was wait until one of them gave in and let go.
"Give it up Skywalker." Karva tried her best to sound menacing, although it was extremely difficult with her face being compressed by a great deal of force.
"Never." Skywalker responded with an equal deal of difficulty.
They could be stuck here all day if this kept up and Karva had a mission.
Egged on by boredom and impatience, not to mention discomfort, Karva stooped to her lowest level.
Skywalker shrieked like a little girl when Karva pinched his leg. He released her and Karva scrambled to gather up their lightsabers.
Calling upon the Force, Karva brought both the lightsabers in to her outstretched hands. She ignited them then swiftly rolled over back to Skywalker.
Not wanting to take any chances, she quickly sat on him bringing both sabers to his neck once more.
Master Skywalker sighed in defeat and put his hands up in a surrender motion.
Karva smirked, finally achieving the satisfaction that she had bested a Master.
She gasped as Skywalker shot his hands out and grasped her wrists.
He grunted as he pushed her back until she was laying flat on her back. Skywalker pinned her down and kept the sabers in her hands dangerously close to her neck.
Karva whined slightly as she struggled to free herself from his grasp. She looked around frantically, refusing to give in so easily. There was no way out.
Karva looked up at him, his eyes were the clearest blue. His body was pressed against her, his heat made her dizzy.
'Stop it Karva! Stop it!' She mentally scolded herself frantically.
Karva squinted against the bright light hitting her eyes.
'Oh know! Dawn!' Karva had never really noticed how dark it had been in the training room until now.
The first rays of the early morning sun were pouring in through the large windows and falling upon the two Jedi.
"Please Master." Karva begged anxiously. "It is dawn. Master Spince and I are to leave for Ando immediately. I must go."
Skywalker nodded then quickly proceeded to climb off of Karva. What a strange position they had been in.
Karva jumped up quickly. Skywalker deactivated her lightsaber and handed it to her silently.
The two locked eyes for just a moment, then Karva bowed quickly and fled.
Skywalker watched her leave then turned his attention to his very sore nose, luckily it had stopped bleeding a while back.
He deactivated his lightsaber then turned to follow Karva out of the training room, anxious to have his nose checked by one of the Jedi Healers.
He doubted it was broken but it still hurt and he also wanted to get cleaned up.
Karva sprinted to the elevator and pressed the button anxiously. The doors slid open immediately and Karva hurried inside.
It took less than a minute for her to reach the floor of the hangar. The doors opened and she took off running again.
She entered the hangar out of breath with a terrible stitch in her side. Just as she had expected, her Master was waiting patiently by their ship.
"To think I was afraid you weren't coming." Master Spince smiled gently at her Padawan. "Here, you left this in your room and I suspected you might need it." The Twi'lek handed Karva her discarded cloak.
"Thank you Master. I apologize for my tardiness." Karva took her cloak from her Master then bowed in respect.
"Nonsense Karva, you are right on time." Spince smiled warmly. "Come now, let us depart." Myn gestured to the lowered gangplank.
"Right." Karva grinned and the two made their way onto the ship.
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Next week: Karva and Myn arrive on Ando where tragedy strikes.