Jedi Temple

[Robbie]

Jarx and the gain exited the Twilight Ghost. Fiddella turned, "I will report to the council. The rest of you need to gather whatever you need, from what I gathered from the data, we will be gone for a long time."

Jarx looked, "I will be busy getting equipment and info..."

"I will go with you." Kara volunteered.

Jarx nodded, "Sure."

[Ketreelawa Ochor]

Ketreelawa looked around the temple, not exactly sure what to do. She didn't exsist according to the temple. As for getting whatever she needed, Ketreelawa didn't have anything. Ketreelawa thought a moment before deciding to meditate in the garden which no one ever visited on the far, far corner of the temple. She remembered the first time she had visited the simple garden. . .

Rain crashed against the temple and poured into the garden. At first glance, Ketreelawa had thought it was empty, like it usually was. But then, looking closer, she saw a girl with long straight black hair, sitting criss-cross on the wet ground. What surprised Ketreelawa was that the girl--was singing.

"Don't have a worry, don't have a fear, ye need not worry, the Force will be near. . ." the girl's soft voice sang the sad melody.

"Talla?" Ketreelawa asked.

Talla had been expecting Ketreelawa, "Have you confirmed it?" she asked in her usual serious tone.

"Yes. . .we do indeed have a Force Bond." Ketreelawa said.

For the first time in years, Ketreelawa found that tears were running down her cheeks.

Looking up at the sky, she let the tears flow freely, "Why? Why can't I feel your presence anymore Talla? Why? Why do I feel alone?"

"Ketreelawa?" Talla's voice called.

Ketreelawa whirled around and nearly fainted with shock.

Standing in the temple hall, looking about as shocked as Ketreelawa--stood Talla.

"Tal...la" Ketreelawa whispered.

"Ketreelawa!" Talla exclaimed rushing forward and jumping into Ketreelawa's open arms.

The tears of saddness turned to joy and Ketreelawa embraced her friend, "Talla!"

"I thought you had turned to the dark side! Oh, and then I lost the bond's connection! I thought you had died!" Talla said with the most emotion Ketreelawa had heard from her,
"I'm so sorry, Ketreelawa, I'm so sorry for everything that happened to you."

Ketreelawa didn't respond for a moment before whispering, "Don't be."

The two friends sat there, in each other's embrace, for what seemed like hours.

"Ketreelawa, I have to tell you something!" Talla said pulling back.

"What?" Ketreelawa asked.

"It's about--" there was a beep on Talla's wrist console, “Blast! Not now!” she looked up, “Ketreelawa I’m terribly sorry, but I have to go; Me and Master Kuuno are dealing with something that you wouldn’t understand.”

Ketreelawa nodded, "But what were you going to tell me--"

It was too late. Talla had dissapeared down the corridor.

Once again looking up to the sky, Ketreelawa whispered, "What were you going to tell me?"

Ketreelawa sat on a rock and exhaled, her life had just changed--for the better. Her friend was alive, and so was Master Kuuno. Ketreelawa had not felt so uplifted in a long long time.

"Thank you." she whispered, "Thank you, Talla for letting me know you're alive."

I will see you again, Talla's voice whispered in Ketreelawa's mind, I will see you again soon. . . .I promise.

[Saint Dane]

Shaa thought about what Jarx had said. Gather whatever you need? I don't really have anything to gather. She looked down at her belt. Although, some extra food wouldn't hurt. . .
She smiled and walked down the Jedi temple, headed for her quarters.

[Jenina Fenwyn]

Lisa stretched, and patted Jenina on the back. "So, kiddo, glad to be back home?" Smiling, she ruffled Jenina's hair, and walked off to her room.

Jenina nodded, her mind elsewhere. She wondered if any of her classmates were here..she doubted it. She suddenly felt very alone, in the silence of the temple.

[Saint Dane]

Shaa felt good to be back at the temple, but yet, something was nagging her greatly. Suddenly she knew why she didn't feel welcome. Last time she was here, her Master had been walking right beside her.

"Master! Can you believe I'm a Jedi knight, now?" Shaa Oty ran up to Wyrone Bejji with a bright smile lighting up the temple walls around her.
"No, I can't. It still seems like yesterday that I took you on as my padawan. But in my heart, I've always known I'd have to let you go sometime. And congratulations on your Knighting," Wyrone turned to face Shaa. "I'm so proud of you." Shaa straightened and smiled even wider.
"I'll be the best Jedi I can be, Master. I promise. You won't have taught me in vain, and I won't let you down." Wyrone returned her smile.
"I was never worried about that in the least."
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"MASTER!" Shaa screamed. He lay on the ground, in front of two bounty hunters, one with a smoking blaster. The bounty hunters looked up at her, then turned and ran through into the forests of the planet. She and her master had been on a peace mission to the remote world of Falleen, and now Shaa could see that someone clearly didn't want peace at all.
She dropped down by her masters injured body, and cradled his head in her arms. Wyrone's eyelids fluttered open. His eyes where glassy and unfocused, but still had life behind them.
"Master, I'm so sorry, if only I had been here with you." Shaa whispered, her tears forming puddles on her master's cheeks.
"No, Shaa. Do not. . . believe it w-was your fault. You ar-are not to blame." He stuttered. But she did believe it was her fault. If she had been there with him, the bounty hunters wouldn't have stood a chance against two Jedi.
"Let the force guide you, let it take care of you. I will not be there to do it myself." Wyrone said.
"Don't say things like that, Master. I'll get you back to the temple. You'll be fine." She wasn't even fooling herself.
"No. I will join the force," Wyrone seemed to smile in his last moments. "You were a wonderful padawan. . . Shaa." His eyes closed, and the life left his body, but Shaa could still here a whisper saying, There is no death, there is the force.
~~~~~~~~~ ~ ~~~~~~~~~

"There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death. . . there is the force." Shaa whispered the Jedi code to herself as she entered her quarters. She let it flow all around her, she breathed it in, and she let it heal her heart.
"There is no death, there is the force. Only the force."

[Robbie]

Jarx and Kara followed the corridor towards the streets of Coruscant. Jarx looked at her, "Why did you leave?"

Kara looked at the sleek metal walls, "I wanted to go out and see other planets. I was kinda tired being cooped up in one place."

Jarx shook his head, "Well, there you were safe. Out here, your not."

Kara chuckled, "Well, I don't know about that. The sith did break in."

"Only because the droids were distracted with us probably."

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Fidella walked down the corridors towards the Jedi council. He was at the entrance, were he took a deep breath, and headed in.

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

Sarahi took in a sharp breath. The jedi temple, her only place that she has really ever had a life. Not any more, she dared to think. She sighed and walked in. Almost immediately she had several jedi stare at her. Sarahi could feel the heat rush to her cheeks and her heart beat faster.

Padawan killer...that's what they were all thinking. Ever since the last run in with her brother and his apprentice, it had been her new nickname. Her stomach dropped and her head started to spin. She quickly ran to her quarters.

"Master Qui!" Sarahi winced and spun on her heel to see who called her name. A padawan.

Great. Sarahi rolled her eye. "Can I help you?"

"It's me...Asbek." The padawan panted as he bent over trying to catch his breath.

"Hmm..." Sarahi blinked. "Doesn't ring a bell." she smirked knowing that would set him off.

Asbek jumped in front of her. "No way, you have to remember me! The padawan you kept calling an idiot. You know?" Sarahi cocked her head at him and he sighed. "I'm the idiot padawan!"

Sarahi allowed herself to laugh. "I remember you Asbek, but I just thought it would be funny if you admitted what you are."

"Haha." Asbek smirk betrayed his serious tone. "So what are you up to? Did you hear that there's a Mandalorian in the Temple? Did you just come back from a mission? Oh! My master said that in a few years I may be ready for the jedi trials. I'm having trouble with healing, would you mentor me?"

"Asbek," Sarahi cut the padawan off. "I am still on a mission. Yes, I knew there was a Mandalorian in the Temple, he is a part of our mission. Good for you, and maybe. Now, will you shut up?"

"Good one." Asbek laughed as if he didn't think Sarahi was serious.

Sarahi opened her quarter door with the Force and stepped in. Her room was white with a simple bed off to the corner. A desk sat in between the bed and a book case. She sighed and started to rummage through a chest at the end of her bed. Where was it?

"So this is what your room looks like?" Asbek stuck his head in. "It's so...clean..."

"I like to keep it that way, not get out!" Sarahi pushed the padawan back with the Force and locked the door. She pulled out her second pair of robes and quickly changed. Then looking through the chest one more time, she grabbed what she was searching for; her father's lightsaber.

Sarahi switched on the laser sword and let its orange blade spin through the air. Two lightsabers, twice the danger. She hooked her lightsaber to the left side of her belt and opened the door and walked out. Asbek stood outside waiting for her, ready to ask more questions.

At least someone doesn't hate me... Sarahi though with a smile.

[Brendak Shiel]

Jedi milled about, stiffly making their way to where they were going without expression. A poster-spot for non-species-ism, hundreds of various kinds of beings walked, slid, or waddled around. A few energetic padawans attempted to fit the calm mood of the whole building and forced themselves to walk instead of run, the outcome being an odd mixture between a limping run and a skipping walk.

Brendak stepped through the doorway and stopped. Without thinking he pulled his hood over his head and moved off to the side, taking shelter under the ebony shade of one of the temple's enormous pillars. The accusing stares of jedi made him lower his gaze and back into the shadows even further. Every where he went he felt his past become exposed in the sights of all that he passed by, but here, in the place where he lived, it was the worst. He felt every sin, every dark thought that ever crossed his mind become known, like black stains brought to light in the sun. Home, sweet home.

"Hey Shadow!"

Brendak's head snapped around to face the voice. Even before he saw the speaker, a smile began to form on his lips. Standing at the top of a huge staircase was a girl, or rather a young woman, with a smile that stretched ear to ear, waving at him frantically.

Forcing back a grin, he gave her a small wave. Without another look, the girl swung herself over the stair balcony and dropped down eighty feet below, cushioning her fall with the force.

The glares of several jedi masters around him spoke their messages clearly, "She's your padawan." Brendak shook his head and almost chuckled. Like he, or anyone else could control Keline Sryn.

"Long time no battle, Shadow, " Keline grinned broadly as she marched confidently over to him, ignoring the many disapproving stares cast by others in the room.

Brendak rolled his eyes at Keline's name for him: Shadow. As much as he acted annoyed by the pet name, he couldn't deny that it marked Keline's spirit and lightened his own heart whenever he heard it. "It's good to see you too, Hopeless."

His padawan laughed and finished her last steps by racing over and embracing him tightly. Slightly embarrassed, he averted his eyes from the rest of the smirking jedi and patted her shoulder lightly. "I didn't think that it was possible for you to miss me," Brendak said.

"Miss you?" Keline pulled away and flashed another smile. "Master Brendak, your well aware that jedi are not allowed to form attachments!"

"Since when have you ever followed orders?" He growled through a mock scowl.

"Since you told me I shouldn't," She laughed. Keline started to walk away from him and motioned to come along. "Come on, there's something I have to tell you."

[Aurra Lunelle]

The sun glinted off of the Twilight Ghost as Aurra slowly made her way toward the nearest entrance. The group had dispersed and gone in their own directions. Most of the Jedi seemed excited to be back at the Jedi Temple.

Well, as excited as Jedi get. Aurra thought before a door slid open in front of her revealing a heavily-populated hallway. Feeling out of place in the midst of so many jedi, Aurra quickly made her way to a vacant corridor and stumbled upon a large meditation garden.

Statues of great warriors of the past surrounded her along side beautiful flora that had been growing for many years. Trees of all kinds were planted around the statues and there were vines crawling toward the sky in an attempt to flourish. The statues intrigued Aurra; some were fairly small and some were quite large, towering twenty feet over her. Out of curiosity, Aurra stretched a finger out towards one, wondering what it was made of.

Aurra quickly jumped back as the statue’s stone head fell to the floor creating a huge ‘boom’. Quickly glancing around to make sure no one had seen anything, Aurra grabbed up the head as best she could and dragged to a nearby bush, leaving the decapitated statue behind. Then Aurra scurried toward the other end of the garden.

Aurra then came across a pond that was filled with many squirming creatures.

“Master?” a young girl’s voice sounded through the garden.

Aurra jumped slightly, not expecting anyone to notice her, and then quickly turned to face a small blue twile’k.

“Um…hi, kid.” When the twile’k gave her a confused glance, Aurra rephrased her sentence, “I mean, um . . . hello, youngling.”

The girl smiled, “Master, I’m hardly a youngling anymore.”

“Apprentice?” Aurra tried, I’m definitely failing at being a master jedi. she thought to herself.

The girl’s smile vanished, “Master! I’m a padawan!”

Aurra forced a look of disbelief onto her face, “Oh my! How…wonderful…” The last thing we need is more jedi… “What’s your name?”

“Oola’Shak” the girl replied, “Can you tell me where Master Yatta is? I’m late and he’s going to be steamed.”

Aurra’s mouth hung open as she tried to think of something to say, “Uh….right down that hall.” she pointed. The sooner I can get this nuisance away, the better.

The girl’s smile broadened, “Thank you, master…”

“Lunelle,” Aurra said.

“Thank you Master Lunelle!” The girl said before hugging Aurra.

Aurra smiled and wrapped her arms around the girl.

“Well, I’d better be going. If I’m not there soon, Master Yatta will have my head.” The little girl said, causing Aurra to glance down the path at the decapitated statue.

“Right, uh . . . . . run along now.” Aurra replied with a fake smile.

The girl nodded and left. A real smile formed on Aurra’s lips as the little girl ran down the hall. When Oola’Shak was out of sight, Aurra weighed the small lightsaber, that she had pick-pocketed from the girl, in her hand.

“Bet I could sell this for a ship-load of money.” Aurra smirked before concealing the lightsaber in her clothing and heading down the corridor.

[Jenina Fenwyn]

(Aurra, if this is a problem, let me know, ok?)
Lisa rounded the corner in front of Aurra. "Aurra, did that little one let you borrow her lightsaber?" she asked, a small glint of humor in her eyes, her cat ears turned forward toward Aurra.

Jenina finished packing her kit, making sure she was well supplied with equipment for her MedKit. She wandered the hallways, and decided to go do some research in the Jedi Archives.

[Robbie]

Fidella looked at the council's reaction to the data he had just spent an hour going over with them. Most of them kept their thoughts to themselves. Others were lost in thought. And others were in shock, especially about the fact that there was a hidden installation on Coruscant that no one knew about, and it had them worried.

One of the Jedi masters leaned forward, "Are you sure this information is accurate Fidella?"

Fidella nodded, "Yes, I am. My plan is for me and the Jedi that had accompanied me, with the Wookie, to investigate the installation. "

A short green Jedi spoke in his wisdom, "Take the Mercenary with you and the other non-force users."

Fidella was in shock, "What? A mandalorian? I have to disagree."

"You can't, and you won't. And to top matters, the Mercenary is to command the mission." said on of the other masters.

Fidella could feel anger, but suppressing it, "Why may I ask?"

"The Mercenary seems to know what he is doing for one thing. And for another he will make clean cut decisions."

Fidella argued, "But if I may remind you all, that he caused one of our own to leave the Jedi order for him."

"She had already left the order when she went with Revan. He didn't have anything to do with that decision."

"But..but.. he is a Mandalorian! They can't be trusted!"

"We all are getting the feeling that your letting your personal opinions cloud your judgement. The Mandalorian is the only logical leader. He has had more experience leading then you. He has traveled more then you. And he is on the sith's side from the looks of it. And not only that, it seems he has encountered this one sith before from your own conclusions."

"It is a educated guess. Nothing more."

[Sarahi Leor Qui]

"Wow you really are a good healer. Why didn't you stay one?" Asbek asked after Sarahi had repeated the story of how she saved Brendak's life. Of course, she left his name out of the whole thing because Brendak seemed like the kind of jedi that didn't like to attract attention to himself.

"I just felt a different calling. I have always been skilled with a lightsaber and thus, my heart is with the battlefield." Sarahi sighed. "I became a healer after my padawan died when we came in contact with a sith."

"Lonn...I remember him, he was about a year older than me." Asbek said thoughtfully.

Yeah, and smarter. Sarahi thought with an eye roll. "Yes, that is so. He would have been ready for the trials in about two years from now." Sarahi sucked in a sharp breath to keep from crying.

"Hey, the Temple Garden! I love it in there, really calming, and my master can't ever find me in there." Asbek laughed. "It's fun to scare wandering younglings."

"You're own kind then?" Sarahi smirked.

"You have the worst sense of humor ever Master Qui." Asbek shook his head. "Let's go in!" he started to walk into the garden room.

Sarahi froze and took a step back. "I can't Asbek."

"Of course you can, come on!" the padawan urged. "It's not going to kill you."

"That's just it though, going in there will kill me." Sarahi turned and started to walk away. "The memories are still too close."

"Okay, no garden." Asbek repeated and ran to catch up to Sarahi. "Would you help me on my healing skills?"

"No."

"Force use?"

"No."

"Lightsaber skills." Asbek pulled out his lightsaber and ignited it, swing his blue blade in the air a few times.

"Really padawan," Sarahi rolled her eyes, "do you really think that you can beat me in a duel?"

"If you give me a shot, maybe." Asbek switched his lightsaber on low."

Sarahi gave it another thought and brought out both her blades. "Two on one seems fair enough."

~~~

Cla'Tal strolled throughout the jedi temple and waved at every passing jedi. Some gave him a smile or a nod, but others frowned at him. he still hadn't been forgiven by most for leaving the jedi order.

He shook the glares of his back and kept his somewhat cheerful pace. The Temple had always been his home, and it probably always would be. He looked around and grinned. Now, time to find Sarahi.

~~~

Sarahi ended up giving Asbek her second blade. The padawan clearly lacked in lightsaber skills. It was a mess of un-perfected forms. There was no way he could pass the trials in a few years if his training remained the same.

"What does your master teach you? How to confuse your opponent with a mess of swings?" Sarahi asked as she easily blocked his attack.

"Honestly, I haven't seen my master in a year and a half. He's away on a mission, so I have jumped in on several training sessions with different masters." Asbek replied.

That would explain a lot... Sarahi thought. "If your master does not return even after my mission is over, I will take over your training."

"Really?" Asbek stopped. "You're serious?" Excitement crept into his voice.

Sarahi switched off both of the padawan's weapon and hooked her own blade to her belt and held Asbek's in her other hand. She thrust her hand outward and sent him skidding across the floor. Asbek stopped sliding with a screech from the floor and Sarahi stepped towards him. "Rule number one!" she snapped. "Whether friend or foe, never become distracted. It will cost you your life like it cost me half of my face and an arm!"

Asbek stared at her wide-eyed. "I---"

"I'm not finished." Sarahi's eye narrowed. "Choose one form of lightsaber combat and perfect it before you move onto another. Never pass up a chance to practice, and always use the Force to guide your movements. Any questions?"

"When does your mission end?"

[Saint Dane]

(As some of you know, I made Shaa after myself a little, since I love food so much )

Shaa left her quarters stocked with her one and only attachment, since her Master's death, food. She didn't think the council would kick her out of the Jedi Temple for having too much. She wasn't carrying that much anyway, just two packs that fit on her belt.
As she walked down the Temple hall, her gaze fell upon a group of Jedi she didn't recognize. There was one though, striding right in front of her, that waved to the group, that Shaa did recognize. She ran up to his side.
"Where are you going?" She asked Cla'Tal, catching his stride and keeping the pace.

[Jenina Fenwyn]

Jenina sat down in the Archives room, and pulled out her Holo-Net datapad. Scrolling through articles and information, she lost herself in research.

[Ketreelawa Ochor]

Ketreelawa sat down at the computer and quickly searched her own name. It will be interesting how they thought I died…

The notes Ketreelawa saw made her heart sink, Everything they think happened is all wrong. When Ketreelawa got to the notes about when she was first taken by Darth Morax, she frowned.

Ketreelawa Ochor was taken and was presumed dead by the council. When her master refused to acknowledge that her padawan was dead and started to act against the council’s ruling, she resigned as a jedi and started a new life as a bounty hunter, secretly searching for her presumably dead padawan. When Trent Kuuno and Talla Inolo met with Kendalia Uka at a floating station at upper Taris, it was reported that Ketreelawa was indeed still alive. The three fought Darth Morax bravely but in the end failed to rescue Ketreelawa. Last heard, Kendalia Uka was presumed dead, Trent Kuuno and Talla were flying back to the temple, and Ketreelawa had turned to the dark side and killed many before being killed herself.

This is all wrong, so wrong! Ketreelawa thought.

“Who are you?” Ketreelawa turned to see a boy about sixteen with dark hair and grey eyes, immediately recognizing the boy as Jarimli Trital.

“Jarimli?” Ketreelawa asked.

The boy took a step back, running into the wall, “Oh my. . .” the boy’s voice trailed off, “You. . .look like Ketreelawa. . .”

Ketreelawa sprang up, “Jarimli! That’s because it is me!”

Jarimli shook his head slowly, his eyes still wide, “No…She’s dead.”

“No, I didn’t die! Look at me! Go into my mind if you must!” Ketreelawa said, lowering a barrier that she always had around her mind.

She felt Jarimli’s presence enter her mind and kept herself from shoving him out. Jarimli felt a wave of emotions as he entered her mind and images rushed into his mind. The images were of Talla, Trent, Kendalia, Darth Morax, a silver cell, the Ember, the temple, Ohn-Ni Trital, and himself. Jarimli pulled his mind out of Ketreelawa’s whispering, “It is you.”

Ketreelawa nodded then smiled, “I’m alive, and I’m helping a group on a mission.”

“I have to tell my dad! He was so wounded when he heard you had. . .forget it, that’s not true cause you’re here!” Jarimli said, “Guess what, Ketreelawa, in a few years, I’ll be ready for trails.”

“It seems only a day ago that you were about to become a padawan.” Ketreelawa replied.

“I know and—“ Jarimli was about to finish but at that moment a voice called from down the hall.

“Jarimli, you better come here. You are way late for dueling practice.”

Jarimli nodded, “I got to go, Ketreelawa! But, I’ll tell my dad you’re alive! Bye!”

Then Ketreelawa was on her own again. Slowly, she made her way to a garden and meditated.