Come with new problems, new paths do.

Day Two

It was midday when Obi-Wan woke up. The room was unfamiliar but recognisable he had spent the entirety of his day off setting it up after all. His day off, Obi-Wan sat up he was missing class. Scrambling for his data pad a quick look at his class list, it showed nothing for the next three days.

Right that was normal now he considered it. When a clan member was chosen they disappeared from the dorm and classes before returning to some classes in full padawan attire. What to do? The unread messages icon blinked at him.

Opening the system it was quickly apparent that most were well wishes. One was an auto generated consolation message on the loss of his Master _Blank_ and bizarrely one was addressed to Master _Blank_ explaining the honour and responsibility of a padawan with attached links to required internal sources.

The last message was particularly useful if Obi-Wan understood it correctly. He should be able to do most of a Masters duty just by following the directions and using the links. He sent off a quick response to all his friends grabbed a flimsy pad and got started.

A Masters Data entry wasn't as easy as it first appeared. The systems used went beyond an initiates training but Obi-Wan persisted until he found a sticking point. A master was expected to chose their padawan's curriculum with the exception of some compulsory classes, what to pick? After half an hour it occurred to him that he could try a trance like the one used forging his personal light saber.

The trance worked.

Obi-Wan followed the force's will in selecting all his classes, filling in all of a master's duty and correcting some parts he had already done. He set up passwords for the temple ID in all these systems, wrote them on his flimsy pad and logged out before the trance ended. He was fully aware of all he had done but those certainly weren't the choices he would have made for himself.

A Jedi follows the will of the force and Obi-Wan is a Jedi trainee. He didn't change them.

It was at this point the Obi-Wan remembered that he last ate at morning meal yesterday. Grabbing the list of all the things he was expected to do for himself because there was no master to guide him, Obi-Wan went to mid meal. It was odd sitting at a table without any of his clan there to speak with and he finished quickly.

First he went to the quartermasters to collect the clothes he had requisitioned yesterday along with other items that couldn't be provided on demand. Finding the assistant first he was predictably ushered strait to where his new things were and finally learnt zer name, Millet. He expressed his deep gratitude to zer before returning to his new place.

The large furniture had been placed correctly following one of Millets layouts. Both before he forgot them and while he still had the hover lift to carry the weight. Everything else was still in boxs & bundles that needed to be unpacked. The email to his non-existent master had mentioned something about this being a bonding experience & learning exercise but it felt like a difficult investment.

Obi-wan spent three hours repacking everything into suitable places. It seemed fast after the slog that was yesterday. Finding positions to display the few decretive items he had been asked to choose was fun. After making the bed properly with blankets and pillows the room looked really nice. A few dividers to section off sleeping, studying and living space helped it look like a real micro-apartment.

The last item unpacked was the travellers hygiene kit which promptly reminded Obi-wan that he needed to find the nearest washroom with bath or sonic facilities. Grabbing one of his new padawan outfits & the floor plan Obi-wan went to wash up.

The blue robes he had asked for had been died a shade that enhanced his eyes and contrasted his hair, with the braid replated behind his ear, it no longer felt like a lie when congratulated on his apprenticeship. The force had offered and he followed the will of the force. If it wasn't meant to be then someone would have noticed his jump from initiate to orphaned padawan surely.

Still when first asked his masters name replying Potent Current lacked any subtlety. The honesty of it must have been clear in the force as he wasn't questioned further. It was still too early for dinner so Obi-wan had dropped by the archives to look up all the things a master should be telling him at this point of an apprenticeship.

The constant interruptions were getting on his nerves. Deciding the remote access on his data pad would be sufficient he returned to his room locking the door behind him. It was a manual dead bolt on the inside of the hidden door that could only be moved from the inside or with the force. Obi-wan had plans to practice manipulating it so he could secure his space while he was away.

After a small study session on what he needed to learn (what a master was supposed to teach) Obi-wan had dinner at 5C's cantina. Returned, Looked up what classes he was still enrolled in, completed that homework and messaged his friends. They were pleased for him and bubbled over with questions telling them about his day was easy but describing his 'Master Potent Current' was not. Logging off Obi-wan went to bed. He was looking forward to classes but he still had two days off to 'bond with his master' and nothing interesting to learn just tasks to do. It was strange but he wasn't looking forward to tomorrow even with all the free time.

I do intend to have Obi-wan reach out for adult guidance but not with things that could tip them off to his missing master. So the Force as an active entity to do guide him where no one can (contact method meditation).