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35th day, 7th month, standard year 24935
If you can believe it, today we spent almost an
entire day playing video games. Binn has a friend called Miro Daroon and
he's excellent with technical things. So today, they both lead us ...me,
Tahl, Clee, Plo and Mace...to a room I've never seen before that is packed
full of computers.
"What're all of these for?" Clee asked.
"Most of them are old ones. We shouldn't get
into too much trouble for using them."
"Not too much?"
"Hey," Tahl piped up "What does this button do?"
"DON'T PUSH THAT!"
And so on. But eventually he got them all connected to the holonet. And we spent a whole day messing about and challenging each other to games. Me and Plo won overall. Tahl came in last. She was most displeased.
*****
7th day, 8th month, standrad yeat 24935
It has been two years since Master Karshan died. One year since I found out exactly what he did.
I didn't light a candle or anything. I wish now that I had...
*****
8th day, 8th month, standard year 24935
Amiri was here today. She found me sitting on the sofa and looking upset. (Well, I was probably looking upset. I was trying not to)
"Are you alright?"
"Mostly."
She put her arm around me. "I know what's up
with you," She sighed. "Yeah.....Has your oh-so-sensitive-to-others Master
worked out what's up with you yet?"
"Maybe...he's been a bit distant all day."
"I think he might be annoyed."
"Why?"
"Because you're still loyal to your old Master,
and he's your Master now."
For some reason this disturbed me far more than
she probably intended.
"Loyal to him?....but I don't really...he used
the Dark Side, I don't even know if I should be loyal to him...."
Master chose that moment to walk in, much to
my relief.
"Thank you, Amiri, the person who is oh-so-sensitive-to-others
is here now."
Sometimes they act like they don't even like each other.
He sat on the other side of me, practically ignoring
Amiri. "Padawan, it's not good for you to feel anything towards
a man who...who, well, was evidently so weak that he couldn't resist revenge,
who killed for no reason but himself..."
Amiri narrowed her eyes at him. "You make it
sound like he was the scourge of the galaxy or something. He wasn't.
He just made a bad desision and didn't deserve what he got." she snapped.
"He wasn't evil. No-one is."
"I disagree."
"I thought you might."
Sick of being in the middle, I got up and went
to my room. Neither of them came to get me. Maybe because they couldn't
be bothered or maybe because they did work out that I'd rather be alone.
*****
25th day, 10th month, standrad year 24935
We did get out of the Temple eventually. We went
on a mission....a fairly easy one where no-one was hurt, killed, shot or
otherwise injured. Which is good because I hate blasters now. (Even though
I know how silly that is, I wasn't even all that seriously hurt). But it
was the people on this planet we went to that I want to talk about. It
was called Dellacrix I. The mission itself had to do with rigged voting
and workers on strike, and one of these people on strike was someone called
Tatri. Tatri Koperon. He was a few years older than me, but we sort of
became friends. He told me his father had a top-secret job...something
to do with prophecies. (I have a feeling he gave more away to me than he
was really supposed to). And maybe I shouldn't have, but I told him some
of my prophecey. Well....I said 'my' prophecey, but obviously it's not
really mine. He pondered and then said: "I dunno. I suppose it's just a
Jedi thing. I didn't know you believed in prophecies...d'ya know who wrote
it?"
"No," I said, and realized I ought to find out.
He shrugged and then bought me several drinks,
many of which my Master would not be happy I was drinking.
Oh, and it's Clee's birthday today. I completely forgot about buying her a present. Thankfully, she didn't mind....