Kavar's POV
It had only taken him a few moments to get Lukas's release. They would be staying on Telos to give him time to assess where Lukas was at in his training. This would also give the Council time to bring the younger's lightsaber back from the Archives.
Despite his reconnection to the Force, there wasnt a bond forming between them yet. Not an uncommon occurence by far. It took years for a Force Bond to typically form between Master and Padawan. Still he felt a silver of jealousy that their bond wasnt formed immediately.
It had been the talk of the Temple when Lukas and Master Shioon had become Padawan and Master. Shioon like Kavar had received the rank of Master without ever taking a padawan. It was a rare occurence typically happening with Knights that had no interest in taking a student. The Knight in question would have to go through a rigorous set of trials to prove themselves. Most gave up after a year or two but he and Shioon were proof the trials werent impossible.
Kavar had been proud of the older master but it was with just the hint jealousy. The boy had been skilled even at young age. He learned quickly no matter who was teaching him. All the masters of the temple knew that Lambert made bonds easily. Too easily for certain members of the Order to be comfortable.
Vrook in particular was wary about the ability. The two had constantly butt heads over small issues. This only got worse when Lambert was 14 and his master was murdered. Kavar had been on his own mission in a nearby system when it happened. Lambert was absolutely devastated by the loss. His pain could be felt through the Force even by Kavar who had no connection to the boy.
By the time he arrived there was nothing he could do. Shioon was dead. Lambert hid his presence within the Force. Once bright blue eyes were clouded over becoming a grey color.
Kavar didnt see the boy much between the time Lukas's Master died and the Mandalorian Wars beginning. When he came back to the Temple, Lukas had cut himself off from the others. Only Revan really knew what the kid was doing.
Flashback
As he entered the Training Halls he noted there was a padawan speaking with Vrook. The padawan was human with dirty blond hair. He was tall close to six foot with lean muscle. Without seeing his face Kavar would guess the padawan was in his late teens or early twenties. Most likely getting last minute instruction before he took his trials.
Something that surprised him was how muted the boy's presence was. It was as if he wasn't really there. An odd thing to think given that Kavar could see him with his own eyes.
Then the boy turned as if sensing his curious eyes. The deepest blue eyes he had ever seen met his own sky blue. It took a long moment but he felt recognition go through him.
The one he thought to be in his late teens was still just a child. At just 16 standard years Lukas Lambert a prodigy much like Revan was though much quieter. If Kavar remembered correctly he was well on his way to becoming a guardian.
Kavar also remembered how bright of a presence the boy used to have. That no matter how much they tried to teach him control it stayed just as bright as ever. What happened to dull it so significantly?
Lambert bowed as he greeted, "Master Kavar. If you will excuse me I have duties to attend."
With that the boy disappeared. When he was out of sight Kavar could no longer sense his presence. It was as if he was gone completely from the world.
Kavar said pointing to the door the boy disappeared out of, "That's not normal. What happened to Padawan Lambert?"
Vrook said pinching the bridge of his nose in a rare show of agitation, "He's been like that since the loss of his master two years ago. Tracking him down is next to impossible. To even meet with him you have to find him during training times."
Kavar questioned hiding his wince of sympathy for the boy, "Why not send him to soul healers? Surely they could do something for him?"
"Tried that," sighed Vrook, "He wont open up to them in the Force or otherwise. And they wont force the issue as you well know. Trying to pair him with another master has ended in disaster several times. Honestly the Council doesnt know what else to do with him."
Oh no. Kavar had a sneaking suspicion now of why the Council agreed so easily his request. They wanted him to take on a padawan and here was one no one that no one could control.
"No," denied the younger master immediately.
Vrook raised an eyebrow as he said, "I havent asked anything of you, yet."
Kavar reaffirmed, "You dont have to. I know the games you and the others like to play. The answer is absolutely not. I have no intentions of now or ever taking a padawan."
Vrook replied calmly, "That's what we all say. At least while you're here look at them. There might be one or two who'll surprise you. Maybe even enough to change your mind."
End of flashback
Kavar sighed. Vrook had been right when it came to him finding the right apprentice. Lukas had been the only padawan who caught his attention. Many of the unchosen apprentices tried to catch his attention. Unfortunately for them the Force wasnt drawing him to them. The wars had ended any attempts Kavar would have made at asking Lukas to be his padawan.
Turning his head to the side he glanced at the young man. Lukas was laying on the bed with one arm slung over his eyes. He wasnt asleep that much was obvious even without the Force.
Kavar sighed, "You should try sleeping, Lambert. It's not good for you to stay up this long."
Lambert removed his arm and sat up with a scowl. It made Kavar want to snort in amusement. No matter how old the boy was he still had that fire in him. The fire that drew so many to follow him.
Lambert returned his eyes sliding away from Kavar's, "I cant sleep. The last time I tried the room shook with the force of my nightmares."
Kavar winced in sympathy. Nightmares were difficult to deal with for anyone. For someone so young and cut off from the Force it would be more so. Now that Lambert was back in touch with the Force he needed to be retaught how to use it to aid him. For now there was something he could do to help.
Stepping close to Lambert he saw the minute flinch. Kavar offered not commenting on flinch, "I can help you into a dreamless sleep if you'd like."
There was a flash of mistrust in the young man's eyes. Then he saw him relax and nodded. Lambert opened himself up to the Force.
Kavar encased the young man in his presence he placed a gentle hand on his brow. A gentle order to Sleep was given. Almost immediately the young man slumped forward. Gently he pushed him back down onto the bed. Hopefully the Force would keep Lambert in a restful sleep.
