Chapter Five~ And So It Starts
Looking in the mirror of the room she stayed in that night, she adjusted her silver armbands over top her long sleeved black top. She was now wearing an all black jumpsuit with black boots. Her utility belt was now silver and black and smooth. She sighed looking in the mirror. She was tired and yet her time had only just begun. Yes, Obi-Wan did look good wet, but that meant nothing.
Jyana had embraced her main form again but dressed like a noble-woman in black. Normally styles of Alderaan and Naboo were white but Jyana refused to wear white. She wasn't a bride and never would be, so why wear white.
She took a seat down on the golden floor pillow in t he room decorated with many different shades of purple. She folded her legs in front of her and took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She cleared her mind of all thought and focused in no direction. Silence and peace flooded her for a few brief moments.
She saw a shadow in the east ever growing. It was thickening with each passing second and would not stop. Faces, she saw but could not name. Green eyes, blue eyes, brown eyes... a dark haired woman with doey brown eyes and a sorrowful and conflicted face. Two children separated in a land of mist. A child in the arms of a tall black man with a helmet. No names were given. Jyana named the dark one, Dark Helmet, until she could call him by another name.
But the shadow continued thickening and it would not cease its thickening.
Jyana opened her eyes to see the bright purples on the walls and interior design of her room. Out the window were the bright white of the buildings and bright green grasses and baby blue sky that had small airbrushed like wisps of white there. So untouched by evil Alderaan was. So peaceful without weapons. No sense at all of the shadow thickening.
But Jyana was not disillusioned.
The purity of Alderaan had no match, its innocence and peace had no end. Jyana knew it had not always been like this, but all worlds had their own rough beginnings. Each past, no matter how dismal or how violent or how full of scars was essential to make one who they were.
But Jyana could not recollect having any shady past. She had spent most her years under the tutelage of Mace Windu and the rest in meditation. She had met all her acquaintances when she was but a Padawan, but felt each change in her friends through he Force due to her high state of meditation. She tried to return to that high state, but she could not. Something about this atmosphere prohibited it. Alderaan may be pure, but nothing, nothing at all, compared to the virgin forest of the Sanctuary Moon of Endor.
She felt that time had slipped away from her. Solitude and peace were no more. It was now time for war.
She straightened up the room she had stayed in and left the room. She looked back and thought she saw an image of a little brown haired girl with a stuffed animal. She wore white and walked with the air of a politician already. But something about her struck Jyana in awe. She would be an honest politician? Oxymoron? No... she would be a very important figure in due time...
And suddenly Jyana wanted a daughter of her own...
She now headed down the hallway. She decided to make sure Obi-Wan was ready for the long trip they were about to take.
She still had to get used to the weird doors all these rooms in the palace had. Of course all doors were odd to her for she lived in a tree for only the Force knew how many years. She buzzed Obi-Wan's room but got no reply. She just then pushed the open button and the door easily slid open. No locks were on any building in Aldera. Guess they trusted their peaceful place more than anything else. Jyana wasn't used to needing locks anyway, but then again, she had lived in a tree.
But Jyana wished he had've attempted to lock the door or warn her or something, or it's highly possible that he didn't hear or sense her coming. She normally walked in stealth mode because she enjoyed silence and sneaking up on people. Yet she heard running water. Just can't keep that boy dry now can we? Hiding in the shadows, also known as disappearing into thin air, Jyana made her way to the sound of water. He was in the shower. Oh lovely. She didn't choose to be a voyeur, but curiosity almost reigned supreme. She quickly made sure she saw nothing and went back to wait by sitting on the couch-bed he had in his room.
The water turned off and Obi-Wan emerged from the refresher.
"I would recommend a towel," Jyana stated aloud in a stoic manner.
Obi-Wan's face turned red as he rushed to get a towel. Well he didn't do it too quickly. Jyana figured he was more embarrassed about her sudden appearance without warning rather than being caught without pants. Jyana just found the situation amusing.
"How'd you get in here?" he asked finally wrapping a towel around his lower region.
"The door."
"Well that much is obvious."
"You know they don't have locks here."
"You could've buzzed."
"I did... that drink yesterday..."
"THE DOOR!"
"Oh right. I did."
"Then I guess I didn't hear you."
"Nor felt. Must've been shut off to the Force while getting all hot and wet."
"It's time to myself... Do you always..."
"Have to turn everything into big sexual references? No...and I didn't. It was you that thought I did."
"What?"
"My sentence was clean, your mind is dirty."
He sighed loudly. "Did you always give Mace this hard of a time?"
"Worse."
"Oh gods."
Jyana made a motion above her head that made it look like she was adjusting something that wasn't there. Obi-Wan did not ask cause he knew she could shapeshift to show whatever she was supposedly adjusting, but she didn't.
"Excuse me..."
"What?"
"Can I change?"
"Didn't know you were a shapeshifter."
"Not that kinda change!"
"I don't know. You wanna to the ship in a towel?"
"No." His voice tone sounded very aggravated.
"Okay... I get the point." No more irritation for today.
After Obi-Wan finally put his Jedi robes on, the two headed off towards the hanger in silence. Jyana figured if she tried to make small talk it wouldn't be a good idea. She had gotten the Jedi Master peeved enough with her and she didn't wanna make someone fall over to dark side cause she can be a bit annoying, although she didn't think she was THAT bad.
Bail Organa was already waiting for them. "We're headed to Yavin IV to round of more troops to face the separatists. General Kenobi, take Lieutenant Jade with you in your two seater ship and go on ahead."
"Lieutenant Jade?" Obi-Wan asked confused.
"If you mean me, Senator," Jyana said, "The correct term would be Lieutenant Jyana, for Jade is not my family name. Jyana is."
"Jade is your given name?" Bail Organa questioned her with a confused expression on his face.
"No, Tinu is, Jade is my mother's name. It's a confusing name tradition my people have."
"So Jyana is the family name, your given name is Tinu and your mothers..."
"Given name is Jade. I understand it for it is the way of my people. The more questions you ask the more confused you'll get."
Obi-Wan snickered. "Forgot to warn you, she has a habit of completing other people's sentences."
Jyana glared at him and stalked off towards their ship.
Mace Windu stepped down from where he was and approached Obi-Wan after watching Jyana leave the scene. He addressed the younger Jedi Knight, "May the Force be with you... and whatever you do, don't underestimate her."
"Thank you and I understand Master," he said and headed of to the ship.
Bail Organa looked over at the tall Jedi Master. "Are you sure they aren't going to kill each other?"
"Yes I'm sure. There are other things that could happen."
"But isn't that forbidden?"
"Jyana is the last of her species... No it is not..."
Looking in the mirror of the room she stayed in that night, she adjusted her silver armbands over top her long sleeved black top. She was now wearing an all black jumpsuit with black boots. Her utility belt was now silver and black and smooth. She sighed looking in the mirror. She was tired and yet her time had only just begun. Yes, Obi-Wan did look good wet, but that meant nothing.
Jyana had embraced her main form again but dressed like a noble-woman in black. Normally styles of Alderaan and Naboo were white but Jyana refused to wear white. She wasn't a bride and never would be, so why wear white.
She took a seat down on the golden floor pillow in t he room decorated with many different shades of purple. She folded her legs in front of her and took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She cleared her mind of all thought and focused in no direction. Silence and peace flooded her for a few brief moments.
She saw a shadow in the east ever growing. It was thickening with each passing second and would not stop. Faces, she saw but could not name. Green eyes, blue eyes, brown eyes... a dark haired woman with doey brown eyes and a sorrowful and conflicted face. Two children separated in a land of mist. A child in the arms of a tall black man with a helmet. No names were given. Jyana named the dark one, Dark Helmet, until she could call him by another name.
But the shadow continued thickening and it would not cease its thickening.
Jyana opened her eyes to see the bright purples on the walls and interior design of her room. Out the window were the bright white of the buildings and bright green grasses and baby blue sky that had small airbrushed like wisps of white there. So untouched by evil Alderaan was. So peaceful without weapons. No sense at all of the shadow thickening.
But Jyana was not disillusioned.
The purity of Alderaan had no match, its innocence and peace had no end. Jyana knew it had not always been like this, but all worlds had their own rough beginnings. Each past, no matter how dismal or how violent or how full of scars was essential to make one who they were.
But Jyana could not recollect having any shady past. She had spent most her years under the tutelage of Mace Windu and the rest in meditation. She had met all her acquaintances when she was but a Padawan, but felt each change in her friends through he Force due to her high state of meditation. She tried to return to that high state, but she could not. Something about this atmosphere prohibited it. Alderaan may be pure, but nothing, nothing at all, compared to the virgin forest of the Sanctuary Moon of Endor.
She felt that time had slipped away from her. Solitude and peace were no more. It was now time for war.
She straightened up the room she had stayed in and left the room. She looked back and thought she saw an image of a little brown haired girl with a stuffed animal. She wore white and walked with the air of a politician already. But something about her struck Jyana in awe. She would be an honest politician? Oxymoron? No... she would be a very important figure in due time...
And suddenly Jyana wanted a daughter of her own...
She now headed down the hallway. She decided to make sure Obi-Wan was ready for the long trip they were about to take.
She still had to get used to the weird doors all these rooms in the palace had. Of course all doors were odd to her for she lived in a tree for only the Force knew how many years. She buzzed Obi-Wan's room but got no reply. She just then pushed the open button and the door easily slid open. No locks were on any building in Aldera. Guess they trusted their peaceful place more than anything else. Jyana wasn't used to needing locks anyway, but then again, she had lived in a tree.
But Jyana wished he had've attempted to lock the door or warn her or something, or it's highly possible that he didn't hear or sense her coming. She normally walked in stealth mode because she enjoyed silence and sneaking up on people. Yet she heard running water. Just can't keep that boy dry now can we? Hiding in the shadows, also known as disappearing into thin air, Jyana made her way to the sound of water. He was in the shower. Oh lovely. She didn't choose to be a voyeur, but curiosity almost reigned supreme. She quickly made sure she saw nothing and went back to wait by sitting on the couch-bed he had in his room.
The water turned off and Obi-Wan emerged from the refresher.
"I would recommend a towel," Jyana stated aloud in a stoic manner.
Obi-Wan's face turned red as he rushed to get a towel. Well he didn't do it too quickly. Jyana figured he was more embarrassed about her sudden appearance without warning rather than being caught without pants. Jyana just found the situation amusing.
"How'd you get in here?" he asked finally wrapping a towel around his lower region.
"The door."
"Well that much is obvious."
"You know they don't have locks here."
"You could've buzzed."
"I did... that drink yesterday..."
"THE DOOR!"
"Oh right. I did."
"Then I guess I didn't hear you."
"Nor felt. Must've been shut off to the Force while getting all hot and wet."
"It's time to myself... Do you always..."
"Have to turn everything into big sexual references? No...and I didn't. It was you that thought I did."
"What?"
"My sentence was clean, your mind is dirty."
He sighed loudly. "Did you always give Mace this hard of a time?"
"Worse."
"Oh gods."
Jyana made a motion above her head that made it look like she was adjusting something that wasn't there. Obi-Wan did not ask cause he knew she could shapeshift to show whatever she was supposedly adjusting, but she didn't.
"Excuse me..."
"What?"
"Can I change?"
"Didn't know you were a shapeshifter."
"Not that kinda change!"
"I don't know. You wanna to the ship in a towel?"
"No." His voice tone sounded very aggravated.
"Okay... I get the point." No more irritation for today.
After Obi-Wan finally put his Jedi robes on, the two headed off towards the hanger in silence. Jyana figured if she tried to make small talk it wouldn't be a good idea. She had gotten the Jedi Master peeved enough with her and she didn't wanna make someone fall over to dark side cause she can be a bit annoying, although she didn't think she was THAT bad.
Bail Organa was already waiting for them. "We're headed to Yavin IV to round of more troops to face the separatists. General Kenobi, take Lieutenant Jade with you in your two seater ship and go on ahead."
"Lieutenant Jade?" Obi-Wan asked confused.
"If you mean me, Senator," Jyana said, "The correct term would be Lieutenant Jyana, for Jade is not my family name. Jyana is."
"Jade is your given name?" Bail Organa questioned her with a confused expression on his face.
"No, Tinu is, Jade is my mother's name. It's a confusing name tradition my people have."
"So Jyana is the family name, your given name is Tinu and your mothers..."
"Given name is Jade. I understand it for it is the way of my people. The more questions you ask the more confused you'll get."
Obi-Wan snickered. "Forgot to warn you, she has a habit of completing other people's sentences."
Jyana glared at him and stalked off towards their ship.
Mace Windu stepped down from where he was and approached Obi-Wan after watching Jyana leave the scene. He addressed the younger Jedi Knight, "May the Force be with you... and whatever you do, don't underestimate her."
"Thank you and I understand Master," he said and headed of to the ship.
Bail Organa looked over at the tall Jedi Master. "Are you sure they aren't going to kill each other?"
"Yes I'm sure. There are other things that could happen."
"But isn't that forbidden?"
"Jyana is the last of her species... No it is not..."