One standard hour later
"Your going to get us killed!" Jade screamed at Lewenian. As far as Cindro was concerned, Lewenian was about as good a pilot as a crystal snake.
"One question," Cindro said. "Is it luck keeping us alive, or is it the Force?"
Lewenian turned to him. "Personally, I think it's my piloting skills and lightning quick reflexes. Hwah hyah!"
Lewenian waved his hands around and accidentally turned the ship so that they almost ran into a building.
"Pull up!" Jade yelled. Lewenian pulled up in the nick of time, narrowly avoiding the side of the building. He then began to pull out of the atmosphere. Cindro, meanwhile, was praying to all the cosmos in the universe that they wouldn't get smashed to a pulp.
Luckily, they made it into space in one piece. Jade managed to convince Lewenian to turn on auto-pilot and they all lounged onboard the ship, Jade reading her Holopad, Cindro and Lewenian playing a competitive game of dejarik. After several games that resulted in Cindro losing, Lewenian remembered something.
"Uh, guys?" he asked uncertainly. "Who programmed the auto-pilot?"
Cindro looked up worriedly. "You did, didn't you?" he questioned.
"No," Lewenian said. "Jade, did you do it?" Jade glared vibroblades at him.
"I'll take that as a no." Lewenian said. He then hurriedly checked the navicomputer.
"I can't read this," he stated. "It's in some kind of foreign language." Jade came up behind him.
It's in Aurbesh, nerf-brain."
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Standard Basic?"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Can you read this?" the Togruta asked, holding up a report on her Holopad in High Galactic. Lewenian looked at it. "Yes."
"So you learned the language mostly used by nobles, but you don't master the common, everyday language of the Republic?" she asked, exasperated.
"Yep, pretty much." Lewenian replied.
Jade flipped a few switches, and soon had all the displays in High Galactic.
"Where are we going?" Cindro asked.
"It looks like we're headed for Yavin IV." Lewenian informed him.
"What! Why?" Cindro asked frantically.
"How am I supposed to know?" Lewenian asked him.
"You're the pilot." Cindro stated.
"I know that." Lewenian told him. "So, does anyone feel in the mood for a luxurious vacation on a jungle moon?" he asked, the sarcasm in his voice obvious.
"No!" Cindro half-yelled.
Lewenian rolled his eyes. "It was a rhetorical question."
When they finally landed, a landing which involved pure dumb luck, the three ex-Initiates clambered down the ramp. Jade, having the keenest eyesight had been quick to point out a suitable landing point. They each took out their respective training sabers and ignited them. Cindro and Lewenian had figured out how to project the Holopad images on the side of the ship, making it easier to study the positions.
After practicing routinely for several days, it became clear that Jade preferred Shien. Lewenian, on the other hand, preferred a mix of Soresu and Ataru. Cindro utilized both Soresu and Djem So while occasionally falling back on Shii-Cho.
When they finished their practice for the day, it was nightfall and they collapsed in a heap when they reached their respective quarters.