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AN: This was a scene I was planning to put in my KotOR III fic, but I changed my mind. I decided to put it here. Enjoy!
The Exile's face was filled with a mixture of nostalgia and sadness as she found herself standing in the hangar bay of the Jedi Academy on Telos. With her were those she traveled with and trained to be Jedi; Atton, Brianna, Visas, Bao-Dur, and Mical. Mandalore returned to Dxun to prepare his Mandalorian warriors for the future threat of the "True Sith"-as Kreia called them- and the two droids were currently on the Ebon Hawk that was just behind the Exile.
While HK-47 and T3-M4 were prepping the ship, the Exile's Jedi crew stood there, unsure of what to tell her. They all knew that she planned to leave, but they did not expect it to happen so soon. The silence was shared between them, until Mical decided to speak. "Must you go," Mical pleaded.
"I have to Mical," the Exile answered. "There's a threat out there in the Unknown Regions. Revan went out there to face it and I have too as well."
"But what can we do?" Brianna asked, her voice the same tone as Mical's. The Echani Jedi wore her mother's white robes, instead of her usual Echani outfit Atris had her wear for most of her life. "The Jedi Order is still in shambles. We were lucky to bring this many at one place."
The Exile smiled softly. "Don't worry, you'll figure it out." Turning to Mical, she said, "Besides, I think you'll do fine on the Council."
Mical returned the Exile's smile with his own, and the Exile looked towards Bao-Dur. "Take care of yourself, Bao-Dur," she told the Iridonian.
"I will, general," Bao-Dur nodded.
Then, the Exile gave Mira a playful grin. "And Mira, stay out of the bounty hunter business, will you?"
"Don't worry," Mira grinned back, "I've been done ever since meeting you."
The Exile, then turned her attention to Visas, said, "Take care, exile."
The Exile gave the Miralukan a small nod. "You too, Visas."
When she turned towards Atton, the Exile was surprised when she felt the former scoundrel embrace her in a hug, but she soon returned the embrace. "We'll miss you," Atton whispered.
Tightening her embrace, the Exile whispered back, "I know." She did her best to withhold her
After the two released their embrace, the Exile turned around and walked up the Ebon Hawk's boarding ramp, not looking back at her old companions. Upon entering the Hawk's inner hull, the Exile found HK-47 and T3-M4 waiting for her. "Statement: The ship is ready to depart," HK announced. "Query: Where are we heading, master?"
Looking at the assassin droid, the Exile gave her answer. "To Admiral Carth Onasi."
AN: And that's it! Please leave your comments in the reviews, and if you have any criticism, please let it be constructive! This story is up for adoption, so if anyone's interested, please send me a PM or leave a request in the reviews.
Raika out!