Ahsoka sighed. She hadn't been back at the Jedi temple for so long. Really, Jedi owned almost nothing aside from their lightsabers. That included homes. The Jedi temple was the closest thing that she had to a home. As for family, the Jedi order was her family.
"Ahsoka!" A young voice yelled, happily, although disturbing many other Jedi. Ahsoka didn't even have time to turn around when a familiar youngling wrapped her arms around her. "Jezelia!" Ahsoka exclaimed, pleasantly surprised. The pink twi'lek had been the main part about the temple that she had missed.
"You were gone for six months!" Jezelia cried. "I missed you so much!" Ahsoka laughed. "Well, I'm back now. How have you been? You grew so much!" Ahsoka observed Jezelia and noticed that she had in fact gone through a few growth spurts in the time that she was away. "I've been fine here." Jezelia said. "It's been boring without you though." Ahsoka smiled, she'd been so focused with missions lately that some boring time would be kind of welcomed.
"You have to tell me everything! Every detail." Jezelia stated as they sat on a bench talking together. Ahsoka sighed, there have been a lot of missions lately and honestly, occasionally, the memories of them tended to bleed into each other. "Well, I actually fought a sith." Jezelia's eyes went wide and she leaned forward as she listened. Ahsoka explained facing Asajj Ventress and General Grievous. They fascinated her "apprentice" more than battle droids and whatever else came up on battles.
"Oh!" Jezelia said after Ahsoka finished telling her tales. "I forgot. I've been sharpening my lightsaber skills! Can you practice with me? Please!" Ahsoka was still mildly exhausted from all the missions, but what kind of future master would she be if she didn't train her future padawan well? Ahsoka agreed and the two practiced.
Ahsoka was caught off guard by how good the twi'lek had gotten. She wasn't lying when she said that she had been honing her skills. At only eleven years old, she was able to incorporate the Force into her moves and even force-push Ahsoka backwards five feet. Ahsoka could have fought all out, and she started the sparring match slowly, but she found that she had to pick up her speed and really focus to keep it an even match.
When they finished, Ahsoka could feel a burning hot pride for the youngling that she had taken under her wing all those years ago. This child suddenly reminded her of herself when she was eleven. Jezelia sensed Ahsoka's pride in her and she felt her happiness and excitement glow within her. That kid is going to be a great Jedi one day. Ahsoka thought to herself. She knew that attachment was forbidden, but she felt such sisterly love for the young twi'lek. She was more determined now. I will become a Jedi one day and take her as my padawan.
"Hey, Master." Jezelia said as the two ate dinner. Ahsoka almost forgot that "master" was the way that Jezelia addressed her sometimes. For a moment, Ahsoka assumed that Jezelia was talking to someone else. "Yeah?" She responded a little bit late, pretending like her response was delayed only because she was taking time to chew her food. "We're still planning on it, right? You'll be a Jedi and I'll be your padawan?" Ahsoka nodded. "Yes, that is still the plan. Keep in mind though, you're really strong and you never know if someone wants to take you on as an apprentice before me." Ahsoka didn't want to think about it, but there was a high possibility that Jezelia could be a padawan before Ahsoka could become a Jedi. "Then hurry and become a Jedi." Jezelia commanded. Ahsoka let out a laugh. "I'll do that." She responded.
They practiced again. Ahsoka went a bit hard on Jezelia to test her abilities. Her final evaluation was that the girl was strong. She was determined and her skills were amazing.
They sat on a bench again, taking a break. They were both recovering and not talking yet. "Hey, Snips!" A voice said from behind them. Ahsoka jumped and turned around to find her master standing there. "Hey, Master." Ahsoka said through gritted teeth. Her lekku darkened to a great extent. She hated that nickname, why did he have to go and call her that in front of a youngling who seriously respected her. "What is going on?" She asked, trying to sound casual.
Anakin noticed her lekku darken and had to suppress a laugh. Her reaction was priceless. Their bond shuddered with annoyance on Ahsoka's end. "Oh, I just thought you would want to know that we have another mission tomorrow. Meet in the hangar at 1845." Ahsoka nodded, her posture still guarded, her lekku still dark, Anakin left once again, suppressing a smile.
"Snips?" Jezelia asked, her face questioning. Ahsoka flushed again at hearing a youngling call her that. She turned back to the twi'lek with a forced smile plastered on her face. "That was my master. He gave me a nickname back when we first met." Jezelia, much to Ahsoka's relief, was keeping a straight face. "That's unfortunate." She replied. Nothing could shake her deeply rooted respect for Ahsoka, definitely not a dumb nickname.
"Yeah, it is." Ahsoka agreed. She sat back down. The youngling couldn't contain her smile anymore. She still had undying respect in her "master," but the fact that Ahsoka got a silly nickname made her giggle. "How'd you end up with a nickname like 'Snips?'" Ahsoka sighed, she hadn't evaded the worst of the embarrassment after all. Jezelia's good natured laughter made her a little more open to talking about the nickname. "I called him 'Skyguy' the first time we met. I mostly stopped calling him that. He should stop calling me 'Snips.'"
Jezelia full out laughed now. Ahsoka had to laugh a little too. "I can't believe you're called that!" She said. Ahsoka rolled her eyes, but her lekku, once again darkened. "You be careful. Keep laughing about this and when you're my padawan, I might just give you a really embarrassing nickname!" Ahsoka half joked, half seriously threatened. Jezelia forced herself to stop laughing. Ahsoka smiled triumphantly.
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