A/N: This is an experiment, my actions with this potential story depends on
review status. Disclaimer: I own no character here.
A Padawan. Finally, the chance for me to teach the will of the Force to an eager young person has come. It had only been a few years since I passed the trials and earned the title of Jedi Knight, but I have been looking forward to teaching another since my master, Master Dooku, was teaching me. And now I have the chance to fulfill my ultimate dream.
It was only this morning when my good friend Master Mace Windu called for me in the Council's room; and now here I stand with Master Yoda, eyeing young initiates as they show their skills to us. As we watched, Master Yoda told me that I should only choose the one who catches my interest in that special way.
Two were sparring with their training lightsabers, a young male and female. They circled each other, her eyes not leaving her opponent, but I noticed that the male frequently glanced up at Master Yoda and myself, as if to say 'I know why you're here.' The female also took notice of her challenger's lack of focus. I watched as she quickly made her move, and won the first part of the spar.
I remember sparring in my days as an initiate, trying to catch the attention of a Jedi looking for a Padawan. Spars of this type last as long the two could continue, or until Master Jedi in charge ended it. Luckily, Jedi Master Dooku chose me, though I don't know what happened to my opponent of that joust.
The young boy was back on his feet after a few seconds, and determined to not let that mistake repeat itself. This time, all attention was on the other. The boy attacked first, but the girl was not to be underestimated. She kept her balance and the only movements she made were in defense. The boy struck again, but I noticed that he put his foot in the girl's direct path, causing her stumble and lose that part of the fight.
Yet the boy was seemingly unsatisfied with the results, though they were in his favor. He loomed over his former challenger, I witnessed them exchange a few words, but then he raised his training lightsaber over her, in a motion saying that he would deliver the final blow to her.
Obviously, this gesture completely against the rules set for sparring. The teacher clapped his hands to get everyone's attention and to stop the boy before something were to happen. But he didn't seem to hear it, I watched as the lightsaber started to come down on the girl. But she quickly raised her hand, closed her eyes and pushed with the Force against the aggressor.
I watched, intrigued by what I had witnessed as the boy went flying off his feet, oblivious to what had just happened. The girl was back on her feet, uneasily watching her classmate pick himself up off of the floor.
I turned to Master Yoda, smiling as I asked what the girl's name was.
"Saya." He said, pausing. "Saya-zan Koizeki, she is."
'Saya-zan Koizeki, quite a name,' I thought.
"Interested in her, are you?" Yoda asked.
"Yes, I'd like to talk to her if that's possible." I answered.
"Of course, make the arrangements, I will." I smiled in response.
I turned back to the class of young Jedi hopefuls, I watched as the Jedi in charge of the class spoke to the two initiates. The young girl was dismissed first and I laughed to myself as I saw, and felt, her take a breath in relief and walk out of the room.
I watched as she passed with a group of girls from the same class, they were talking their young heads off about the spar. I noticed that Saya-zan wasn't saying anything, but she did meet my gaze and nod her head slightly in respect. Then she spoke up to her friends:
"Can we not discuss this, right now?"
"Why not? Kaysu's been bragging about his fighting skills for months now, and you finally showed him what's what!" Her friend said.
"Yes, but I'd like to get started on the assignment that we just got." Saya- zan replied.
"Come on Saya-zan, why must you be like this?" One friend asked.
"Like what?" she answered.
"We're trying to give you a compliment."
"Sorry, it's appreciated but I'd just like to get to that assignment." With that, she continued on her way.
With disgusted looks on their faces, the crowd of young girls turned to pass Master Yoda and myself once again. I could only hear a little bit of what they were saying, something about how their friend had no life outside of training, and how she had no hope of being chosen to be a Padawan.
I glanced downward at Master Yoda and nodded slightly.
"I would very much like to speak to her."
A/N: Review it kindly and I will happily continue. Review it not so kindly and I'll happily remove it.
A Padawan. Finally, the chance for me to teach the will of the Force to an eager young person has come. It had only been a few years since I passed the trials and earned the title of Jedi Knight, but I have been looking forward to teaching another since my master, Master Dooku, was teaching me. And now I have the chance to fulfill my ultimate dream.
It was only this morning when my good friend Master Mace Windu called for me in the Council's room; and now here I stand with Master Yoda, eyeing young initiates as they show their skills to us. As we watched, Master Yoda told me that I should only choose the one who catches my interest in that special way.
Two were sparring with their training lightsabers, a young male and female. They circled each other, her eyes not leaving her opponent, but I noticed that the male frequently glanced up at Master Yoda and myself, as if to say 'I know why you're here.' The female also took notice of her challenger's lack of focus. I watched as she quickly made her move, and won the first part of the spar.
I remember sparring in my days as an initiate, trying to catch the attention of a Jedi looking for a Padawan. Spars of this type last as long the two could continue, or until Master Jedi in charge ended it. Luckily, Jedi Master Dooku chose me, though I don't know what happened to my opponent of that joust.
The young boy was back on his feet after a few seconds, and determined to not let that mistake repeat itself. This time, all attention was on the other. The boy attacked first, but the girl was not to be underestimated. She kept her balance and the only movements she made were in defense. The boy struck again, but I noticed that he put his foot in the girl's direct path, causing her stumble and lose that part of the fight.
Yet the boy was seemingly unsatisfied with the results, though they were in his favor. He loomed over his former challenger, I witnessed them exchange a few words, but then he raised his training lightsaber over her, in a motion saying that he would deliver the final blow to her.
Obviously, this gesture completely against the rules set for sparring. The teacher clapped his hands to get everyone's attention and to stop the boy before something were to happen. But he didn't seem to hear it, I watched as the lightsaber started to come down on the girl. But she quickly raised her hand, closed her eyes and pushed with the Force against the aggressor.
I watched, intrigued by what I had witnessed as the boy went flying off his feet, oblivious to what had just happened. The girl was back on her feet, uneasily watching her classmate pick himself up off of the floor.
I turned to Master Yoda, smiling as I asked what the girl's name was.
"Saya." He said, pausing. "Saya-zan Koizeki, she is."
'Saya-zan Koizeki, quite a name,' I thought.
"Interested in her, are you?" Yoda asked.
"Yes, I'd like to talk to her if that's possible." I answered.
"Of course, make the arrangements, I will." I smiled in response.
I turned back to the class of young Jedi hopefuls, I watched as the Jedi in charge of the class spoke to the two initiates. The young girl was dismissed first and I laughed to myself as I saw, and felt, her take a breath in relief and walk out of the room.
I watched as she passed with a group of girls from the same class, they were talking their young heads off about the spar. I noticed that Saya-zan wasn't saying anything, but she did meet my gaze and nod her head slightly in respect. Then she spoke up to her friends:
"Can we not discuss this, right now?"
"Why not? Kaysu's been bragging about his fighting skills for months now, and you finally showed him what's what!" Her friend said.
"Yes, but I'd like to get started on the assignment that we just got." Saya- zan replied.
"Come on Saya-zan, why must you be like this?" One friend asked.
"Like what?" she answered.
"We're trying to give you a compliment."
"Sorry, it's appreciated but I'd just like to get to that assignment." With that, she continued on her way.
With disgusted looks on their faces, the crowd of young girls turned to pass Master Yoda and myself once again. I could only hear a little bit of what they were saying, something about how their friend had no life outside of training, and how she had no hope of being chosen to be a Padawan.
I glanced downward at Master Yoda and nodded slightly.
"I would very much like to speak to her."
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