Kanan
Kanan had a very good day, yesterday. He trained and practiced with Jory and taught Tirell some new moves. Lately, though, Kanan sensed something different through Tirell yet it seemed so familiar. He didn't go to the tournament but he did hear that some Knight named Ser Hugh had died by another Knight named the Mountain, the older brother to the Hound.
Kanan put his Sword on his desk, ready to go to bed when a knock came to his door. He opened it but sensed no one at all. But what he did sense was a Holocron. A Sith Holocron. Kanan almost gasped.
He quickly grabbed it and shut the door.
Ezra
"I don't want to leave...not yet anyway," Ezra told Lanoree.
The Warrior from the past looked at him."What do you mean? You said you wanted to find your friends, didn't you?" They were on top of the Wall, looking at the view and talking about their escape.
"I do!" Ezra exclaimed."It's just that..." The young man sighed."From what I've heard, the Night's Watch is dedicated to fighting people called the Free Folk, who want to come over this Wall and murder innocent people." Ezra pointed out."Those recruit's down there are rapists, murders, and thieves but there the only one's that can stop those Wildings. From what I hear, those Wildings may not be smart, but they can pack quite a punch."
Lanoree sighed. She seemed to have heard this as well, yet she didn't seem to care."I can't stay here. I have to get back to the Je'daii Council." Lanoree closed her eyes."Listen, I need to see my Parents...I...my brother, Dalien, was just killed...I need to get back to my system...you could come with me."
Ezra shook his head."I'm sorry...but being a Jedi means I have to protect innocents...and I intend to just that." Lanoree stared at him...and left.
Ezra looked out beyond the dark sky, wondering where his friends were.