[member="Kana Truden"]
An intrepid bird passed over head, its majestic call echoing over the jungle surrounding the Ossus temple. The place was a living breathing thing tucked away as it was among the alien flora. Insects of various kinds flitted in the air as he sat on the temple steps. His elbows placed firmly on his knees he sat datapad clutched in both hands as he read a holonovel that was most certainly not on his padawan reading list. He had not realized the difficulty of being twenty-five and being treated like a child would create for him. In Boloball he had been famous after a fashion well known for charitableness and playing "for the love of the game". Here he was awkward, overly given to attempts at humor, and tended to simply blend in unnoticed.
He had been informed he was chosen as a padawan and meet them here though he could scarcely imagine why. Perhaps he was weak enough to make a quick assessment of his skills and be sent to one of the corps or prehaps they knew something he didn't however the later was doubtful. He thought of the lovely Master Raaf and how awkward the younger woman managed to make him feel. Had he been still just a boloball forward he would have simply asked he to caff or tea and biscuits but for a Jedi it simply seemed wrong to even consider. They were supposed to be self sacrificing not self gratifying....were not they?
An intrepid bird passed over head, its majestic call echoing over the jungle surrounding the Ossus temple. The place was a living breathing thing tucked away as it was among the alien flora. Insects of various kinds flitted in the air as he sat on the temple steps. His elbows placed firmly on his knees he sat datapad clutched in both hands as he read a holonovel that was most certainly not on his padawan reading list. He had not realized the difficulty of being twenty-five and being treated like a child would create for him. In Boloball he had been famous after a fashion well known for charitableness and playing "for the love of the game". Here he was awkward, overly given to attempts at humor, and tended to simply blend in unnoticed.
He had been informed he was chosen as a padawan and meet them here though he could scarcely imagine why. Perhaps he was weak enough to make a quick assessment of his skills and be sent to one of the corps or prehaps they knew something he didn't however the later was doubtful. He thought of the lovely Master Raaf and how awkward the younger woman managed to make him feel. Had he been still just a boloball forward he would have simply asked he to caff or tea and biscuits but for a Jedi it simply seemed wrong to even consider. They were supposed to be self sacrificing not self gratifying....were not they?