After the councilors had congratulated the new Master and Padawan, the two saw themselves out the door.
Once the door closed behind them, Menaria paused in mid step. 'What am I supposed to do now?' She looked up over at Lindoro, who in turn was eyeing her.
"Now, young one. Go and retrieve your items and meet me at the Master/Apprentice Quarters level. We'll both go to our room together. We've been assigned one already. I took care of it prior to our morning appointment." Lindoro smiled down at her.
"Yes, Master." Her grin spread across her face. 'Master...he's my Master!' She couldn't control the giddiness that she felt.
Lindoro chuckled at her enthusiasm as she took down the hall and entered the turbolift. He turned and stared out through the window at the ever-continuing flow of Coruscant's traffic.
'This will definitely be a twist on my life style as well as work. I have lived and worked alone for these past 10 years. This will take time in getting used too.' He sighed as he put his hands in the sleeves of his robe. Observing several senatorial cruises speed by, he shook his head slightly. 'I've lived too long out in the Rim. Sometimes forgetting what I truly am. A Jedi. A representative of the Republic. But while I was there I wasn't...well sorta wasn't.' He chuckled sarcastically. 'Ironic to have been called back just when things were getting hot and heavy. Definitely getting exciting.'
A smirk formed on his face as he narrowed his eyes slightly.
Mumbling under his breath in his best imitation of Master Yoda, "A Jedi craves not these things." He chuckled at his feeble attempt. His expression then became hard as steel. "Yeah, well some have to have excitement to stay sane when things get hairy..." He whispered as he turned on his heel and left for the turbolift. His things were already in the quarters that the two would be staying in. He would wait for her at the level. As the doors closed and he began to descend a strange thought crossed his mind. 'My room is larger than what I was used to as a Padawan...definitely gonna have to get used to this...'
'I wonder how big my room is? I know that Masters and Padawans have separate rooms. Never had one of my own! I can't wait!' Her mind whirled with ideas and questions as she wished the lift would go faster. Once at the initiate level she ran out into the hallway and headed toward her clan's quarters. Realizing that she was running, she slowed to a trot. 'Don't need to run over anybody!' She giggled to herself as she entered the Welan quarters.
Nobody was present as she went to her bunk and dresser drawer to gather up her tunics and what little possessions she had. She stopped as she folded up her last tunic. 'It will just be the three of them now. I do hope they get chosen...' She thought as she realized that the others would probably be in mathematics class at the moment. 'I'm sure I'll have to work what classes I have left in to the schedule that Master D'Lockens comes up with. I guess we'll be discussing that eventually as well.' Stacking her tunics and then gathering them up in her arms, she grabbed the small bag of possessions and headed out the door. Though the possessions didn't consist of much but several datapads, a drawing pad, and a few nick knacks that friends had discovered and brought back to her as souvenirs. She whistled quietly as she headed toward the turbolift and told it her destination. "Master/Apprentice level." Whistling away, her mind was energized as excitement coursed through her.
The turbolift opened to the level, Menaria stepped out and saw Lindoro waiting. "Hello, Master." She grinned widely as she fell in step beside him and followed his lead to their quarters. Upon one of the many doors she spotted one a few feet ahead that was labeled D'Lockens/Darce. She came to a dead stop at seeing his name then hers. Her mouth took on the familiar little 'o' as she stared at the plate.
Lindoro chuckled as he watched his Padawan. "Yep, this one is ours. Want to do the honors?" He asked as he gently took the tunics from her arms and nodded toward the door. She looked up into his deep blue eyes that had taken on the mischievous look she was beginning to get used to seeing. She gulped and walked to the door with Lindoro trailing behind her.
Pressing the button to the left of the door, she was rewarded with the all-familiar 'swishing' sound as it opened. Walking in, she was immediately taken back by what she saw.
A sitting room was the first room visible. A couch and several small chairs surrounded a table. Several shelves were lined against the walls. Looking to the left she noticed an open door that led to a bedroom. Same went for the open doorway to the right. Straight-ahead to the left somewhat looked like the refresher room while somewhat to the right lead to where the kitchenette was. Looking back at Lindoro with uncertainty, she glanced at the two rooms. "Which one is mine, Master?" Her eyes glowed with enthusiasm as the idea of having her own room overwhelmed her once more.
"The one to the left is yours, while the other one is mine. Let's get you settled in so we can discuss a few things." He followed her to her room and laid the tunics upon her bed. She goggled at what was in her room. Her own bed, her own closet, a small desk and chair, and a dresser drawer. 'Definitely more than what I had in my other quarters! And it's all mine!' She was awed at the fact she would not have to share anything but the refresher and kitchenette with her Master. 'Well that's to be expected, silly!' She told herself as she stifled giggles that threaten to escape her mouth. Though there wasn't much to the colors, which consisted of tans, brown, and white; but she was still amazed at the room. Lindoro left her to put up her things as he headed to his own room.
'I've got numerous items to unpack. I'll keep these items from the Rim incase I ever have to return. Most of the people that I meet there knew not that I was a Jedi.' He smirked at that. 'Kind'a scary having to *not* be a Jedi for so long and to come back and *be* one!' He chuckled to himself quietly as he brought out his own tunics. 'Some of these I haven't even worn yet!' He chuckled again as he put them into the drawers. Once that was done, he took out several holopics and placed them up on the shelf near his desk. One pic was of him and his Master. It was a few years prior to Lindoro's trials. They were on Naboo standing by one of the renowned waterfalls. Their mission at the time was to witness the crowning of the world's elected queen.
Lindoro fingered the pic gently as he looked at it. Master Talias was a Bothan, just a little over 4 foot tall with grey-brownish fur. Only in his late teens did the height differential become somewhat of a comic relief between Master and Padawan. Lindoro remembered well his Master's fighting techniques that dealt with the saber and his own natural weapons - claws and fangs. 'I should probably attempt to get a hold of you now that I'm back at the Temple. Especially now that I have a Padawan... won't you be surprised, Master!' He sighed as he realized that it had been nearly 6 years since he last talked with him. During the last 6 years he had not been able to communicate with anyone except the Council. 'I wonder who they have doing my undercover work now? I feel sorry for the person. It was getting rough, extremely rough toward the end. But I enjoyed it. I like living on the edge.'
The other holopic was of him as an initiate with two other initiates. One was Delak, though much shorter he appeared to look the same. The other was a human male, Jaffron Nilas. He had golden hair that hung near his shoulders and bright green eyes. The three had their arms across each other's shoulder as they posed for the pic. They were all smiling and laughing. It was taken in front of the largest tree in the Room of Ten Thousand Fountains. Lindoro took the pic and held it lovingly in his hands. He stepped back several feet and sat upon his bed, hard. 'Jaffron...' Lindoro's eyes misted up at the thought of his friend.
Jaffron was never chosen as a Padawan and had to go to the Agri Corps. Lindoro had only received one message from him before he got the information that Jaffron was to be transferred to another Agri Corps location. For the one he had been stationed at the time was closing down. The ship taking him and the others never reached Bandomeer, pirates had attacked it and all aboard were presumed dead. It had hit Lindoro and Delak the hardest. For the three had been real close friends ever since their crèche days.
"Jaffron..." Lindoro's voice croaked slightly as he fingered the pic.
Menaria was straightening her robe on the hook on her door when she felt something. She couldn't tell what it was or where it was coming from until she stopped and closed her eyes. Opening herself to the Force she felt a tingling from the bond that was slowly forming between her and Lindoro. Concentrating, she felt great sorrow flow from the bond, a heavy grief that was beginning to overwhelm her senses. She opened her eyes wide and tried to close it off, as tears started to form in her eyes against her will. She raced to the opposite room and quietly entered.
She saw Lindoro holding a holopic. His expression was breathtaking. The pain streaked the man's face seeming to age him. "Master?" She called out weakly.
Lindoro nearly jumped at the quiet voice of his Padawan. Looking up, he blushed slightly with embarrassment as he cleared his throat. He got up from the bed and roughly placed the pic next to the one of his Master and himself.
"It's alright, Menaria. Just memories. They sometimes creep up on a person when you least expect it. Just shows that one should always expect the unexpected, eh?" He chuckled half heartedly as he tried to lighten the mood.
Menaria just eyed him suspiciously. "If you say so...I've finished with my stuff. Would you like me to help with yours?" She said trying to change the subject, hoping to never see him hurting like that ever again. 'Why did it bother me so? It nearly killed me to see him with such sadness! Silly! It should bother you! He's your Master now.' She shook the thought out of her mind as she looked upon him.
"Nah, I don't need help. Most of these boxes have to stay packed any way. Not gonna be using most of this for quite some time if ever again, unless they send me back to the Outer Rim." He gently took her shoulder and led her back out into the sitting room and sat on the couch.
"Well, I guess we should talk about a schedule. If you would give me the schedule of your classes I'll work around them so we can start your training." He smiled reassuringly at her.
Menaria raced back to her room and got one of her datapads from the bag.
"I only had a few that were left. Mathematics, Astrophysics, and History that's combined with Diplomacy." She informed him as she handed over the pad and took a seat next to him. He took it and began to read it.
"Well that isn't too bad, they're all in the morning so the afternoon can be left for us. That's good. We can work on katas and our bond in the afternoons. We'll start our meditations together as well. We'll do morning meditations and breakfast together. After your classes we'll do afternoon meditation and afternoon meal. We'll practice the katas and work on the bond. In the evening we'll have evening meal then do our meditations. Does that sound like a plan? Of course more things will arise later, but I thought this would be a good start." He handed back her datapad. She immediately inputted the information that he told her.
"Sounds good, I don't have a problem with it. Can I visit my friends once in a while?" She asked hesitating slightly on whether or not it would be appropriate. The twinkling of his eyes told her otherwise.
"That will not be a problem, I spent plenty of time with my friends back when I was a Padawan. Just never neglect your studies or your training." He cautioned. Upon her nod, he smiled. "Well, since we got that sorted out. I guess you should head off to whichever classes you have left. Looks like you missed out on Mathematics, but will be able to make it to the other two. Shall I meet you at the cafeteria for afternoon meal?" Lindoro asked standing up.
Menaria nodded as she stood up and bowed slightly. "See you then, Master." She smiled, her green eyes shining radiantly. Heading back to her room, she grabbed the datapad for each of her classes then headed out of their new quarters. She went down the hall and took the turbolift up to her next class.
Lindoro watched her leave. Sighing, he went back to his new room and took a seat at the desk. There was a communication console as well as a computer built into the desk. He immediately tried to locate the whereabouts of his Master.
Once the door closed behind them, Menaria paused in mid step. 'What am I supposed to do now?' She looked up over at Lindoro, who in turn was eyeing her.
"Now, young one. Go and retrieve your items and meet me at the Master/Apprentice Quarters level. We'll both go to our room together. We've been assigned one already. I took care of it prior to our morning appointment." Lindoro smiled down at her.
"Yes, Master." Her grin spread across her face. 'Master...he's my Master!' She couldn't control the giddiness that she felt.
Lindoro chuckled at her enthusiasm as she took down the hall and entered the turbolift. He turned and stared out through the window at the ever-continuing flow of Coruscant's traffic.
'This will definitely be a twist on my life style as well as work. I have lived and worked alone for these past 10 years. This will take time in getting used too.' He sighed as he put his hands in the sleeves of his robe. Observing several senatorial cruises speed by, he shook his head slightly. 'I've lived too long out in the Rim. Sometimes forgetting what I truly am. A Jedi. A representative of the Republic. But while I was there I wasn't...well sorta wasn't.' He chuckled sarcastically. 'Ironic to have been called back just when things were getting hot and heavy. Definitely getting exciting.'
A smirk formed on his face as he narrowed his eyes slightly.
Mumbling under his breath in his best imitation of Master Yoda, "A Jedi craves not these things." He chuckled at his feeble attempt. His expression then became hard as steel. "Yeah, well some have to have excitement to stay sane when things get hairy..." He whispered as he turned on his heel and left for the turbolift. His things were already in the quarters that the two would be staying in. He would wait for her at the level. As the doors closed and he began to descend a strange thought crossed his mind. 'My room is larger than what I was used to as a Padawan...definitely gonna have to get used to this...'
'I wonder how big my room is? I know that Masters and Padawans have separate rooms. Never had one of my own! I can't wait!' Her mind whirled with ideas and questions as she wished the lift would go faster. Once at the initiate level she ran out into the hallway and headed toward her clan's quarters. Realizing that she was running, she slowed to a trot. 'Don't need to run over anybody!' She giggled to herself as she entered the Welan quarters.
Nobody was present as she went to her bunk and dresser drawer to gather up her tunics and what little possessions she had. She stopped as she folded up her last tunic. 'It will just be the three of them now. I do hope they get chosen...' She thought as she realized that the others would probably be in mathematics class at the moment. 'I'm sure I'll have to work what classes I have left in to the schedule that Master D'Lockens comes up with. I guess we'll be discussing that eventually as well.' Stacking her tunics and then gathering them up in her arms, she grabbed the small bag of possessions and headed out the door. Though the possessions didn't consist of much but several datapads, a drawing pad, and a few nick knacks that friends had discovered and brought back to her as souvenirs. She whistled quietly as she headed toward the turbolift and told it her destination. "Master/Apprentice level." Whistling away, her mind was energized as excitement coursed through her.
The turbolift opened to the level, Menaria stepped out and saw Lindoro waiting. "Hello, Master." She grinned widely as she fell in step beside him and followed his lead to their quarters. Upon one of the many doors she spotted one a few feet ahead that was labeled D'Lockens/Darce. She came to a dead stop at seeing his name then hers. Her mouth took on the familiar little 'o' as she stared at the plate.
Lindoro chuckled as he watched his Padawan. "Yep, this one is ours. Want to do the honors?" He asked as he gently took the tunics from her arms and nodded toward the door. She looked up into his deep blue eyes that had taken on the mischievous look she was beginning to get used to seeing. She gulped and walked to the door with Lindoro trailing behind her.
Pressing the button to the left of the door, she was rewarded with the all-familiar 'swishing' sound as it opened. Walking in, she was immediately taken back by what she saw.
A sitting room was the first room visible. A couch and several small chairs surrounded a table. Several shelves were lined against the walls. Looking to the left she noticed an open door that led to a bedroom. Same went for the open doorway to the right. Straight-ahead to the left somewhat looked like the refresher room while somewhat to the right lead to where the kitchenette was. Looking back at Lindoro with uncertainty, she glanced at the two rooms. "Which one is mine, Master?" Her eyes glowed with enthusiasm as the idea of having her own room overwhelmed her once more.
"The one to the left is yours, while the other one is mine. Let's get you settled in so we can discuss a few things." He followed her to her room and laid the tunics upon her bed. She goggled at what was in her room. Her own bed, her own closet, a small desk and chair, and a dresser drawer. 'Definitely more than what I had in my other quarters! And it's all mine!' She was awed at the fact she would not have to share anything but the refresher and kitchenette with her Master. 'Well that's to be expected, silly!' She told herself as she stifled giggles that threaten to escape her mouth. Though there wasn't much to the colors, which consisted of tans, brown, and white; but she was still amazed at the room. Lindoro left her to put up her things as he headed to his own room.
'I've got numerous items to unpack. I'll keep these items from the Rim incase I ever have to return. Most of the people that I meet there knew not that I was a Jedi.' He smirked at that. 'Kind'a scary having to *not* be a Jedi for so long and to come back and *be* one!' He chuckled to himself quietly as he brought out his own tunics. 'Some of these I haven't even worn yet!' He chuckled again as he put them into the drawers. Once that was done, he took out several holopics and placed them up on the shelf near his desk. One pic was of him and his Master. It was a few years prior to Lindoro's trials. They were on Naboo standing by one of the renowned waterfalls. Their mission at the time was to witness the crowning of the world's elected queen.
Lindoro fingered the pic gently as he looked at it. Master Talias was a Bothan, just a little over 4 foot tall with grey-brownish fur. Only in his late teens did the height differential become somewhat of a comic relief between Master and Padawan. Lindoro remembered well his Master's fighting techniques that dealt with the saber and his own natural weapons - claws and fangs. 'I should probably attempt to get a hold of you now that I'm back at the Temple. Especially now that I have a Padawan... won't you be surprised, Master!' He sighed as he realized that it had been nearly 6 years since he last talked with him. During the last 6 years he had not been able to communicate with anyone except the Council. 'I wonder who they have doing my undercover work now? I feel sorry for the person. It was getting rough, extremely rough toward the end. But I enjoyed it. I like living on the edge.'
The other holopic was of him as an initiate with two other initiates. One was Delak, though much shorter he appeared to look the same. The other was a human male, Jaffron Nilas. He had golden hair that hung near his shoulders and bright green eyes. The three had their arms across each other's shoulder as they posed for the pic. They were all smiling and laughing. It was taken in front of the largest tree in the Room of Ten Thousand Fountains. Lindoro took the pic and held it lovingly in his hands. He stepped back several feet and sat upon his bed, hard. 'Jaffron...' Lindoro's eyes misted up at the thought of his friend.
Jaffron was never chosen as a Padawan and had to go to the Agri Corps. Lindoro had only received one message from him before he got the information that Jaffron was to be transferred to another Agri Corps location. For the one he had been stationed at the time was closing down. The ship taking him and the others never reached Bandomeer, pirates had attacked it and all aboard were presumed dead. It had hit Lindoro and Delak the hardest. For the three had been real close friends ever since their crèche days.
"Jaffron..." Lindoro's voice croaked slightly as he fingered the pic.
Menaria was straightening her robe on the hook on her door when she felt something. She couldn't tell what it was or where it was coming from until she stopped and closed her eyes. Opening herself to the Force she felt a tingling from the bond that was slowly forming between her and Lindoro. Concentrating, she felt great sorrow flow from the bond, a heavy grief that was beginning to overwhelm her senses. She opened her eyes wide and tried to close it off, as tears started to form in her eyes against her will. She raced to the opposite room and quietly entered.
She saw Lindoro holding a holopic. His expression was breathtaking. The pain streaked the man's face seeming to age him. "Master?" She called out weakly.
Lindoro nearly jumped at the quiet voice of his Padawan. Looking up, he blushed slightly with embarrassment as he cleared his throat. He got up from the bed and roughly placed the pic next to the one of his Master and himself.
"It's alright, Menaria. Just memories. They sometimes creep up on a person when you least expect it. Just shows that one should always expect the unexpected, eh?" He chuckled half heartedly as he tried to lighten the mood.
Menaria just eyed him suspiciously. "If you say so...I've finished with my stuff. Would you like me to help with yours?" She said trying to change the subject, hoping to never see him hurting like that ever again. 'Why did it bother me so? It nearly killed me to see him with such sadness! Silly! It should bother you! He's your Master now.' She shook the thought out of her mind as she looked upon him.
"Nah, I don't need help. Most of these boxes have to stay packed any way. Not gonna be using most of this for quite some time if ever again, unless they send me back to the Outer Rim." He gently took her shoulder and led her back out into the sitting room and sat on the couch.
"Well, I guess we should talk about a schedule. If you would give me the schedule of your classes I'll work around them so we can start your training." He smiled reassuringly at her.
Menaria raced back to her room and got one of her datapads from the bag.
"I only had a few that were left. Mathematics, Astrophysics, and History that's combined with Diplomacy." She informed him as she handed over the pad and took a seat next to him. He took it and began to read it.
"Well that isn't too bad, they're all in the morning so the afternoon can be left for us. That's good. We can work on katas and our bond in the afternoons. We'll start our meditations together as well. We'll do morning meditations and breakfast together. After your classes we'll do afternoon meditation and afternoon meal. We'll practice the katas and work on the bond. In the evening we'll have evening meal then do our meditations. Does that sound like a plan? Of course more things will arise later, but I thought this would be a good start." He handed back her datapad. She immediately inputted the information that he told her.
"Sounds good, I don't have a problem with it. Can I visit my friends once in a while?" She asked hesitating slightly on whether or not it would be appropriate. The twinkling of his eyes told her otherwise.
"That will not be a problem, I spent plenty of time with my friends back when I was a Padawan. Just never neglect your studies or your training." He cautioned. Upon her nod, he smiled. "Well, since we got that sorted out. I guess you should head off to whichever classes you have left. Looks like you missed out on Mathematics, but will be able to make it to the other two. Shall I meet you at the cafeteria for afternoon meal?" Lindoro asked standing up.
Menaria nodded as she stood up and bowed slightly. "See you then, Master." She smiled, her green eyes shining radiantly. Heading back to her room, she grabbed the datapad for each of her classes then headed out of their new quarters. She went down the hall and took the turbolift up to her next class.
Lindoro watched her leave. Sighing, he went back to his new room and took a seat at the desk. There was a communication console as well as a computer built into the desk. He immediately tried to locate the whereabouts of his Master.