A/N: Theresa Tariff's POV
Chapter Three: School - Evil in Every Galaxy
Once again, a chapter starts with me waking up. Once again, I figured it was all a dream. And once again, I was wrong. It wasn't a dream, something made evident by the pit droid busily trying to make my with me still in it while Windy was batting at its head. I sat up and stroked the sand cat, then got out of the bed so Pitstop as he was named could do his job.
I opened the small closet in my room and found it full of hanging robes. I took one down and walked over to the dresser. I pulled out a tunic, pair of pants and a belt. I dressed and then looked at myself in the mirror. I fingered the thin braid that ran down the side of my face.
Last, I clipped my lightsaber on to my belt. I had yet to ignite it, not sure I would be able to handle it if I did and as equally unsure whether or not I was allowed to in my quarters.
"Good morning," Cammie said from the couch as I walked out of my room.
"Morning, Master," I replied automatically, then wondered where that had come from.
She smiled and patted the cushion next to her. I sat down and braced myself as Windy, claws extended, jumped into my lap.
"Sleep well?"
I nodded. "I suppose. I just..."
"Just what?" Cammie inquired.
"I just felt that I would wake up and find that this was all a dream. That it had never happened," I admitted. "I know that the others are all thinking this. We did the last time we awoke."
My Master was quiet for a moment before she once again sighed. "I wish you would have woken and felt that everything else that had happened was a dream. That you'd remember all that has happened."
"Me too," I said. "I wish I'd awoken to some truth."
Cammie shut down the datapad she was looking at and handed it too me.
"This is your schedule," she told me. "You'll be back in your normal classes and have some tutorials until you're back on top of everything and we become eligable again for missions."
I nodded. "What about the others? Will I be in classes with them?"
Cammie nodded. "Most of them. Not Lisa, Gina, Bean or Wil. They're in other classes for their age group."
Once again, I nodded.
"Come on," Cammie said. "Let's go down to the dinning hall for some food before your first class."
***
We walked down to the dinning hall, a very large, very crowded room with half the Temple there eating. I saw Masters Yoda and Windu eating with Master Billaba over in the far right corner. I recoiled in surprise. How could I see that far? It was far. Very far. Too far to see. Yet I'd seen.
Cammie nudged me slightly with a tray of food and I took it. I hadn't even realized she'd gone. We sat down at a small round table with two chairs.
The two of us ate silently. I was still reflecting on the events of the past two days.
"'Resa!"
I turned to see a gray-blue haired boy pull a chair up to the table and sit down. Cammie scooted over slightly to give him enough room
"This is Cron, Theresa," she told me.
"Of course I am," the boy said. "You know that."
I shook my head.
Cron cocked his slightly.
"Something happened," Cammie told him. "None of them can remember anything."
The boy's jaw dropped. "Really? Drag."
Cammie nodded.
"Well... you'll be back in classes still, right?"
I nodded. "Uh-huh."
Cron grinned. "Good," he said. "I'll see you there." Then he took off to join a middle aged man with a short well kept beard who I figured had to be his Master.
"You two have been friends for years," Cammie told me. "Oh, the stories people could tell about the both of you."
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Sometime later," she promised. Then she checked her crono. "Come on, your first class is Galactic History."
We got up and walked out of the dinning hall, leaving our plates out on the table. I wasn't sure about just leaving a mess but when I looked back at the table we'd been sitting at, it was spotless.
When we arrived at the classroom, most of the class had already assembled. Cammie leaned close and whispered, "Just follow Cron. He'll make sure you get everywhere you need to be."
I nodded and walked forward.
Cron saw me and waved his hand wildly. To my relief, everyone was over by him, too, so I didn't have to choose whether I sat with the guys or with Cron who was supposed to be my best friend.
Jessie sprung out of her seat and almost tackled me with a hug. "Isn't this great?" she nearly shrieked but Sam covered her mouth before she drew attention from the other Padawans.
In truth, there weren't that many others there. Now, the room was set up to accomadate around thirty but only half of the desks were occupied.
I heard Kyle groan. "It continues to haunt us," he said. "We travel to another galaxy yet it continues to haunt us.
"What?" I asked.
"School."
We all laughed, even Cron.
"Ah! Students!" an aging Jedi Master said as he walked in the door. "May I welcome back to our fold, Padawans Tariff, O'Brien, Ryder, Kline and Eldred."
The five of us stood up and bowed.
"Well, we'll start where we left of," the man said. "Though you may not remember anything, ironically, you're probably ahead of everyone in the classe."
We all grinned and Sam and Alex laughed.
"Now, I'm Master Raiakai and I teach Galactic History," he said. "If you're in the wrong classroom, please exit immediately."
No one moved.
"Good! You're all atleast smart enough to find your way around this place."
A hologram showed up on everyone's desks. It showed a diagram of the galaxy and highlighted were the Outer Rim Territories.
The hologram zoomed into the area and showed several planets labeled and several routes shown.
"Thirty years ago, the Galactic Spice Mining Guild began to flourish in the Outer Rim Territories," Raiakai began. The leader of the Guild is known to us as Zugga Groff. Groff oversees the spice mining activities on the planet of Mon Gazza."
A red planet showed up on the hologram and rotated around slowly. Several cities were labeled and a couple of mining colonies.
"As you can see, we know where some of these illegal mining colonies are," Raiakai continued. "However, the Republic, due to recent crisises, has ignored these actions and instead looks inward of the galaxy."
I remembered reading about that lesson online once, how Groff lived on Mon Gazza and betted on the podraces. It wasn't really intresting, but sitting there at that desk, being taught like it was really true... I was intrigued.
"Now, who knows what other illegal activities occur on Mon Gazza?"
Without thinking, I raised my hand.
Master Raiakai looked at me in wonder. "Padawan Tariff?"
"Slavery," I answered.
He nodded. "Exactly. The Jedi have liberated about a hundred slaves from the planet, however, slavery is still very common on the planet."
"Podracing?" Sam asked.
Several of the other Padawans who were in the class with us laughed.
Raiakai grinned. "No, Padawan Ryder. Podracing, however dangerous it may be, *is* legal."
There was a bell sound and the holograms disolved.
"Very well, you're all dismissed," Master Raiakai said. "No after work. Scram. On to your next class."
They all lef the room, Alex, Sam, Jessie, Kyle, Cron and I stood by the door for a while before Cron said to follow him to the next class. It was Galactic Cosmology. Cron said it was really hard. You have to name a bunch of stars and planets.
The others were all inclined to agree with him on the boredom factor, but I was ready to give it a try.
The six of us walked into a dimly lit room with star systems displayed all over the walls and ceiling by a circular projector in the middle of the room.
"Sam! Alex!" a boy our age yelled from where he was working with the projector and ran over. "Aw, wow! I thought you guys were long gone!"
"Mazer Hasho," Cron told us. "You guys been friends for years."
Mazer gave a confused look.
"Something's up," Cron explained. "They don't remember anything."
"Whoa."
"Yeah," Cron agreed.
"Come on, guys," Mazer said to Sam and Alex. "Help me set up the projector. If anything, you oughta remember how to do that real fast."
The two of them looked over at me as if asking permission and then walked back with Mazer to the projector.
"His Master, Master Jjakno, is the teacher in this class," Cron explained. "Sam and Alex used to help him set this place up all the time. Plus he's excused from Galactic History because about two years ago he wrote 'Our Historical Galaxy'. Leading Galactic History book since."
The three of us that were left nodded.
Master Jjakno walked in and nodded to the three boys setting up the projector. "Welcome back Padawans," he said to the general class but nodding to each of the returning five of us. "You got that set up?" he asked Mazer, Sam and Alex.
They nodded.
"Good," Jjakno said. "Today is going to be a relatively easy day. No after work, and all in-class review."
Using a pointer, Jjakno swirled the cosmogram around and brought it to a small section of the galaxy, centering on seven planets.
"Who can name these planets?"
Once again, without thinking I raised my hand.
Jjakno looked at me curiously and said, "Yes, Padawan Tariff?"
"From the top beige planet down," I said. "Bumm, Varonat, Bespin, Anoat, Hoth and Ison."
"That little rock is Anoth," Kyle added. "To the left of Ison."
Master Jjakno smiled. "Very good. For a group who doesn't remember a thing, that's down right remarkable."
From his remark, someone might get that he disbelieved their story. However, there was nothing but humor in his voice. And true amazement.
Galactic Cosmology actually turned out to be fun. Like Galactic History, it was an hour long, our next class, which I'm not even going to go into, was meditiation. Force, was it boring. I swear, I couldn't last more than the hour they made us go through.
Luckily, I wasn't the only one. Kyle, Jessie and Alex all got into it. So did Mazer and the others. But me, Sam and Cron... if it wasn't for that credit Cron had pulled out of his pocket, I think we would have died of boredom.
So for an hour, we kicked around a credit while the others meditiated. Master Usad didn't even catch us. She was too busy meditating.
After meditation we got a free hour and after that was a half hour lunch time. Sam and Alex decided to take off with Mazer. Me, Jessie, Kyle and Cron decided to go see if we could find any of the others. Lisa was the first we found.
My little sister, despite never having met these people or remembering them, was surrounded by Padawans her age who'd been friends with her before. Lisa fell right in. When she saw me, she excused her self and ran over to give me a hug.
"Things going well?" I asked her.
She nodded. "Great."
"You seen Bean?"
"He's in the fountain room," she told me.
Seeing that Lisa was happy staying with her friends, the four of us left her there and went to find Bean.
He was right where Lisa had said. Bean, Jack and Shelby were all jumping around the shallow part of the fountain with the waterfall.
Cron tossed off his robe and tunic and jumped in with them. Shelby barked and wagged her tail, greeting the new comer. Me, Jessie and Kyle tossed our robes over by Cron's and waded in.
Surprisingly, it wasn't cold. It wasn't hot either, a perfect tempature for swimming. We lounged around for a while, swimming and wading.
Right before our lunch time started, the group of us returned to our quarters. It took me a little while, but I found mine and entered.
Windy jumped off the couch to come rub against my wet legs. He followed me into my room where I changed into a new set of pants and tunic, placing the wet ones in a laundry bin on the closet floor. I petted the sand cat and then left.
I met up with Cron, Jessie and Kyle in the dinning hall. I looked around and saw Sam and Alex sitting with Mazer. But I didn't see anyone else.
"Mind if I join you?"
I turned to my left and saw Wil. "Hey! No!" I exclaimed and he pulled up a chair.
"Hey Wil," Cron greeted him.
"Cron," I told Wil.
He nodded and shook Cron's hand.
"How's your day been?" Jessie asked Wil. "Ours was great. Except Galactic Cosmology. That was kinda boring. I mean, what's the chance of us going out to Hoth?"
"If we're really in the St-" Kyle began but I elbowed him in the ribs.
I got a rush of confusion from Cron but it was soon gotten rid of.
"Really?" I said. "Who wants to go out to that ice box?"
"Not enough life on that planet to fill a space cruiser," Jessie joked.
Kyle, Wil and I broke into large grins. Cron laughed. "That's a good one, Jess," he said.
They continued to eat in silence. I came to the conclusion that we needed to have a meeting. We needed to figure out what time period we were in and if anyone had made any slip ups like Kyle almost had. We couldn't reveal that we had knowledge of what was going to happen.
So as the day went on, I passed that message around. We'd meeting by the waterfall at midnight.
Chapter Three: School - Evil in Every Galaxy
Once again, a chapter starts with me waking up. Once again, I figured it was all a dream. And once again, I was wrong. It wasn't a dream, something made evident by the pit droid busily trying to make my with me still in it while Windy was batting at its head. I sat up and stroked the sand cat, then got out of the bed so Pitstop as he was named could do his job.
I opened the small closet in my room and found it full of hanging robes. I took one down and walked over to the dresser. I pulled out a tunic, pair of pants and a belt. I dressed and then looked at myself in the mirror. I fingered the thin braid that ran down the side of my face.
Last, I clipped my lightsaber on to my belt. I had yet to ignite it, not sure I would be able to handle it if I did and as equally unsure whether or not I was allowed to in my quarters.
"Good morning," Cammie said from the couch as I walked out of my room.
"Morning, Master," I replied automatically, then wondered where that had come from.
She smiled and patted the cushion next to her. I sat down and braced myself as Windy, claws extended, jumped into my lap.
"Sleep well?"
I nodded. "I suppose. I just..."
"Just what?" Cammie inquired.
"I just felt that I would wake up and find that this was all a dream. That it had never happened," I admitted. "I know that the others are all thinking this. We did the last time we awoke."
My Master was quiet for a moment before she once again sighed. "I wish you would have woken and felt that everything else that had happened was a dream. That you'd remember all that has happened."
"Me too," I said. "I wish I'd awoken to some truth."
Cammie shut down the datapad she was looking at and handed it too me.
"This is your schedule," she told me. "You'll be back in your normal classes and have some tutorials until you're back on top of everything and we become eligable again for missions."
I nodded. "What about the others? Will I be in classes with them?"
Cammie nodded. "Most of them. Not Lisa, Gina, Bean or Wil. They're in other classes for their age group."
Once again, I nodded.
"Come on," Cammie said. "Let's go down to the dinning hall for some food before your first class."
***
We walked down to the dinning hall, a very large, very crowded room with half the Temple there eating. I saw Masters Yoda and Windu eating with Master Billaba over in the far right corner. I recoiled in surprise. How could I see that far? It was far. Very far. Too far to see. Yet I'd seen.
Cammie nudged me slightly with a tray of food and I took it. I hadn't even realized she'd gone. We sat down at a small round table with two chairs.
The two of us ate silently. I was still reflecting on the events of the past two days.
"'Resa!"
I turned to see a gray-blue haired boy pull a chair up to the table and sit down. Cammie scooted over slightly to give him enough room
"This is Cron, Theresa," she told me.
"Of course I am," the boy said. "You know that."
I shook my head.
Cron cocked his slightly.
"Something happened," Cammie told him. "None of them can remember anything."
The boy's jaw dropped. "Really? Drag."
Cammie nodded.
"Well... you'll be back in classes still, right?"
I nodded. "Uh-huh."
Cron grinned. "Good," he said. "I'll see you there." Then he took off to join a middle aged man with a short well kept beard who I figured had to be his Master.
"You two have been friends for years," Cammie told me. "Oh, the stories people could tell about the both of you."
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Sometime later," she promised. Then she checked her crono. "Come on, your first class is Galactic History."
We got up and walked out of the dinning hall, leaving our plates out on the table. I wasn't sure about just leaving a mess but when I looked back at the table we'd been sitting at, it was spotless.
When we arrived at the classroom, most of the class had already assembled. Cammie leaned close and whispered, "Just follow Cron. He'll make sure you get everywhere you need to be."
I nodded and walked forward.
Cron saw me and waved his hand wildly. To my relief, everyone was over by him, too, so I didn't have to choose whether I sat with the guys or with Cron who was supposed to be my best friend.
Jessie sprung out of her seat and almost tackled me with a hug. "Isn't this great?" she nearly shrieked but Sam covered her mouth before she drew attention from the other Padawans.
In truth, there weren't that many others there. Now, the room was set up to accomadate around thirty but only half of the desks were occupied.
I heard Kyle groan. "It continues to haunt us," he said. "We travel to another galaxy yet it continues to haunt us.
"What?" I asked.
"School."
We all laughed, even Cron.
"Ah! Students!" an aging Jedi Master said as he walked in the door. "May I welcome back to our fold, Padawans Tariff, O'Brien, Ryder, Kline and Eldred."
The five of us stood up and bowed.
"Well, we'll start where we left of," the man said. "Though you may not remember anything, ironically, you're probably ahead of everyone in the classe."
We all grinned and Sam and Alex laughed.
"Now, I'm Master Raiakai and I teach Galactic History," he said. "If you're in the wrong classroom, please exit immediately."
No one moved.
"Good! You're all atleast smart enough to find your way around this place."
A hologram showed up on everyone's desks. It showed a diagram of the galaxy and highlighted were the Outer Rim Territories.
The hologram zoomed into the area and showed several planets labeled and several routes shown.
"Thirty years ago, the Galactic Spice Mining Guild began to flourish in the Outer Rim Territories," Raiakai began. The leader of the Guild is known to us as Zugga Groff. Groff oversees the spice mining activities on the planet of Mon Gazza."
A red planet showed up on the hologram and rotated around slowly. Several cities were labeled and a couple of mining colonies.
"As you can see, we know where some of these illegal mining colonies are," Raiakai continued. "However, the Republic, due to recent crisises, has ignored these actions and instead looks inward of the galaxy."
I remembered reading about that lesson online once, how Groff lived on Mon Gazza and betted on the podraces. It wasn't really intresting, but sitting there at that desk, being taught like it was really true... I was intrigued.
"Now, who knows what other illegal activities occur on Mon Gazza?"
Without thinking, I raised my hand.
Master Raiakai looked at me in wonder. "Padawan Tariff?"
"Slavery," I answered.
He nodded. "Exactly. The Jedi have liberated about a hundred slaves from the planet, however, slavery is still very common on the planet."
"Podracing?" Sam asked.
Several of the other Padawans who were in the class with us laughed.
Raiakai grinned. "No, Padawan Ryder. Podracing, however dangerous it may be, *is* legal."
There was a bell sound and the holograms disolved.
"Very well, you're all dismissed," Master Raiakai said. "No after work. Scram. On to your next class."
They all lef the room, Alex, Sam, Jessie, Kyle, Cron and I stood by the door for a while before Cron said to follow him to the next class. It was Galactic Cosmology. Cron said it was really hard. You have to name a bunch of stars and planets.
The others were all inclined to agree with him on the boredom factor, but I was ready to give it a try.
The six of us walked into a dimly lit room with star systems displayed all over the walls and ceiling by a circular projector in the middle of the room.
"Sam! Alex!" a boy our age yelled from where he was working with the projector and ran over. "Aw, wow! I thought you guys were long gone!"
"Mazer Hasho," Cron told us. "You guys been friends for years."
Mazer gave a confused look.
"Something's up," Cron explained. "They don't remember anything."
"Whoa."
"Yeah," Cron agreed.
"Come on, guys," Mazer said to Sam and Alex. "Help me set up the projector. If anything, you oughta remember how to do that real fast."
The two of them looked over at me as if asking permission and then walked back with Mazer to the projector.
"His Master, Master Jjakno, is the teacher in this class," Cron explained. "Sam and Alex used to help him set this place up all the time. Plus he's excused from Galactic History because about two years ago he wrote 'Our Historical Galaxy'. Leading Galactic History book since."
The three of us that were left nodded.
Master Jjakno walked in and nodded to the three boys setting up the projector. "Welcome back Padawans," he said to the general class but nodding to each of the returning five of us. "You got that set up?" he asked Mazer, Sam and Alex.
They nodded.
"Good," Jjakno said. "Today is going to be a relatively easy day. No after work, and all in-class review."
Using a pointer, Jjakno swirled the cosmogram around and brought it to a small section of the galaxy, centering on seven planets.
"Who can name these planets?"
Once again, without thinking I raised my hand.
Jjakno looked at me curiously and said, "Yes, Padawan Tariff?"
"From the top beige planet down," I said. "Bumm, Varonat, Bespin, Anoat, Hoth and Ison."
"That little rock is Anoth," Kyle added. "To the left of Ison."
Master Jjakno smiled. "Very good. For a group who doesn't remember a thing, that's down right remarkable."
From his remark, someone might get that he disbelieved their story. However, there was nothing but humor in his voice. And true amazement.
Galactic Cosmology actually turned out to be fun. Like Galactic History, it was an hour long, our next class, which I'm not even going to go into, was meditiation. Force, was it boring. I swear, I couldn't last more than the hour they made us go through.
Luckily, I wasn't the only one. Kyle, Jessie and Alex all got into it. So did Mazer and the others. But me, Sam and Cron... if it wasn't for that credit Cron had pulled out of his pocket, I think we would have died of boredom.
So for an hour, we kicked around a credit while the others meditiated. Master Usad didn't even catch us. She was too busy meditating.
After meditation we got a free hour and after that was a half hour lunch time. Sam and Alex decided to take off with Mazer. Me, Jessie, Kyle and Cron decided to go see if we could find any of the others. Lisa was the first we found.
My little sister, despite never having met these people or remembering them, was surrounded by Padawans her age who'd been friends with her before. Lisa fell right in. When she saw me, she excused her self and ran over to give me a hug.
"Things going well?" I asked her.
She nodded. "Great."
"You seen Bean?"
"He's in the fountain room," she told me.
Seeing that Lisa was happy staying with her friends, the four of us left her there and went to find Bean.
He was right where Lisa had said. Bean, Jack and Shelby were all jumping around the shallow part of the fountain with the waterfall.
Cron tossed off his robe and tunic and jumped in with them. Shelby barked and wagged her tail, greeting the new comer. Me, Jessie and Kyle tossed our robes over by Cron's and waded in.
Surprisingly, it wasn't cold. It wasn't hot either, a perfect tempature for swimming. We lounged around for a while, swimming and wading.
Right before our lunch time started, the group of us returned to our quarters. It took me a little while, but I found mine and entered.
Windy jumped off the couch to come rub against my wet legs. He followed me into my room where I changed into a new set of pants and tunic, placing the wet ones in a laundry bin on the closet floor. I petted the sand cat and then left.
I met up with Cron, Jessie and Kyle in the dinning hall. I looked around and saw Sam and Alex sitting with Mazer. But I didn't see anyone else.
"Mind if I join you?"
I turned to my left and saw Wil. "Hey! No!" I exclaimed and he pulled up a chair.
"Hey Wil," Cron greeted him.
"Cron," I told Wil.
He nodded and shook Cron's hand.
"How's your day been?" Jessie asked Wil. "Ours was great. Except Galactic Cosmology. That was kinda boring. I mean, what's the chance of us going out to Hoth?"
"If we're really in the St-" Kyle began but I elbowed him in the ribs.
I got a rush of confusion from Cron but it was soon gotten rid of.
"Really?" I said. "Who wants to go out to that ice box?"
"Not enough life on that planet to fill a space cruiser," Jessie joked.
Kyle, Wil and I broke into large grins. Cron laughed. "That's a good one, Jess," he said.
They continued to eat in silence. I came to the conclusion that we needed to have a meeting. We needed to figure out what time period we were in and if anyone had made any slip ups like Kyle almost had. We couldn't reveal that we had knowledge of what was going to happen.
So as the day went on, I passed that message around. We'd meeting by the waterfall at midnight.