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The fleet ferrying the Sons of Ession had been safely moored in New Republic space for a week now. In that time, the legion had contented itself to RNR. Cedric had chosen to allow the men their fun. They weren't a particularly rowdy bunch, and their history of having fought in the New Republic's name made them everyone's friend on the world below.
Such frivolous activity was not something Cedric himself was keen on. He was content to linger aboard the Chimaera and dig through the several hundred reports that had been delivered to his desk once translating into NR space. The monotony had been occasionally broken up by bouts of intense physical and spiritual training. A number of force sensitives had asked to become his disciples, and he held back nothing in their training. The next generation of Jedi needed to be harder than the last: they had to be ready for a galaxy that was utterly against them. Cedric was confident his training regime would breed such Jedi.
It was during one of these training sessions that Cedric received a request from one [member="Katia Voltaire"] to come aboard. The woman wished to observe his men and speak with him for what he could only assume to be curiosity's sake. He'd elected to allow the meeting as there was nothing else that needed tending to save for the reports, and he was beginning to truly despise those documents.
The Jedi Master awaited alone within his office just off the Star Destroyer's bridge. He was clad in the simple black robes of his homeworld, though he lacked any form of armor or ornamentation. He waited patiently, the door having been unlocked so that Katia could make her appearance whenever she wished.
Such frivolous activity was not something Cedric himself was keen on. He was content to linger aboard the Chimaera and dig through the several hundred reports that had been delivered to his desk once translating into NR space. The monotony had been occasionally broken up by bouts of intense physical and spiritual training. A number of force sensitives had asked to become his disciples, and he held back nothing in their training. The next generation of Jedi needed to be harder than the last: they had to be ready for a galaxy that was utterly against them. Cedric was confident his training regime would breed such Jedi.
It was during one of these training sessions that Cedric received a request from one [member="Katia Voltaire"] to come aboard. The woman wished to observe his men and speak with him for what he could only assume to be curiosity's sake. He'd elected to allow the meeting as there was nothing else that needed tending to save for the reports, and he was beginning to truly despise those documents.
The Jedi Master awaited alone within his office just off the Star Destroyer's bridge. He was clad in the simple black robes of his homeworld, though he lacked any form of armor or ornamentation. He waited patiently, the door having been unlocked so that Katia could make her appearance whenever she wished.