Rick had managed to reserve a large water tank at the far left corner of the Silver Rest.
He would be putting it to good use, as he would be training fellow Jedi for the first time in his life. The Force was still relatively new to him, but Rick had finally progressed through the society of the Silver Jedi enough to find his place. He was now the prefect of a House and a Knight active on the Order's affairs, and by teaching the next generation, he was doing his part.He stood at the edge of the clear tank, encased in a jumpsuit. On the nearby wall were jumpsuits and rebreathers for those attending. As his students began to fill in the tank's rim, Rick briefly addressed them.
"Thank you for attending my class, I assure you that you'll learn many things today."
Then, still facing his students, he hopped in the water. The moment he submerged, the water became an extension of his body, a fifth limb to be manipulated and shaped. Rick hadn't bothered with a rebreather, since his lungs were perfectly capable of handling multiple hours worth of water. He floated about five meters down before spreading out his arms, halting his descent.