Private Argent Plane

[Matsu Ike]

Mykel Dawson

"Sure, no real security though the room might be occupied so no incidents." She said it while looking but didn't expect anything to really happen. A bow of her head while she moved down the hall and paused only long enough to go up into the floor above... and then higher. her voice coming on the force. "Just ask the computer to locate me should you need anything." She said it and phased up and up and up as she entered the one room and stood there. No one else around but the central area that she drifted to. Hanae laying there fussing a little from her nap as the master picked the little one up with a smile.

"The stars above, so fair and deep, I will watch you as you sleep. Your restless eyes, your dreaming heart, I've loved you from the very start." Her voice came out and carried as the jedi master cradled her close. Moving on the air almost a cushion of force energy around her. "Be at peace, my child, my own, Sisters will make the nightmares cease. The Force accepts you as its own, The sweetest child ever known." She looked over and there were in the nursury pictures of her and Hanna's daughters, the ten of them throughout the various years. "My little Jedi, hear our song, You won't be a child for very long. If you must leave us all someday, Know that we will be there to light your way."

She continued to sing with a smile where she moved. Her family had grown as the pictures showed most of them fully grown... only three were still small but her granddaughter was there. Allie smiled holding her in the image while Hanna smiled next to her in the medical area with Hanae... kind of odd but also one of the best moments as they had been part of. Matsu still holding her as she levitated higher and higher into the air of the nursery with the vaulted ceilings reflecting dozens of different night skies from the various jedi worlds that they had temples on. The night cycle showing through.

 

[Mykel Dawson]

Mykel gave her a respectful bow before departing with his astromech, keeping in mind the directions for finding her again.

He found every corner of the renovated dorms steeped in familiarity but also alive with new voices. Younglings hurried past in packs, while knights lingered in doorways discussing lessons or training schedules. The sights and sounds bled into Mykel's recollections, each moment replaying like a perfect flashback to Kashyyyk.

At last he reached his old quarters. For a moment he simply stood there, running a hand across the smooth surface of the wall. Unfortunately he felt the room occupied as the Grandmaster had warned, so there may no be interior visit today. Bummer. Still, on the small off chance, he gave the ringer a buzz anyway.

Several moments passed before the door slid open. He came face to face with a tall young woman who looked to be about his age, strawberry blonde hair falling loosely over her shoulders. Her brow lifted as she took in the stranger, his black armored hardsuit an unusual sight in the dorms. By contrast, she wore elegant shimmering tunics of powdered blue befitting the style of her peers.

"Can I help you?" she asked, tone polite but laced with curiosity.

He offered a small bow before speaking. "Forgive me. This...used to be my room. I didn't mean to intrude. The Grandmaster said I might check if was still open for inspection."

"Oh really?" Surprise flickered in her green eyes. "But I don't recognize you."

"I'm not surprised, as a Youngling I lived here before the Silver Rest was relocated from Kashyyyk. A portion of us remained there or moved to the Silver Jedi's outpost on Coruscul."

Her held tilted, intrigued. "I see I see...uh did you fly here by the way? You're wearing a flightsuit. Usually people arrive by the gates these days."

He nodded. "Unfortunately the Coruscul enclave lacked access to your teleportation network. Even if we did, it would have been scuttled to avoid seizure by the Galactic Empire."

"Oh that's right," she said, placing her fingers to her lips in small gasp. "I'm sorry for your loss. We've see quite the churn of refugees as of late between the Sith Empire and the new Galactic Empire. Well, all the same, it's impressive that you flew here manually. It's certainly not a trip I would attempt, especially with all the collapsing starlanes."

Mykel chuckled, combing gloved fingers through his hair. "It was a challenge to be sure, but I like to think I came out of it a better pilot. So not a wasted exercise."

She smiled, her expression caught between awe and mischief. "Well then you're braver than most, or just a little nutty. I'm Caelia, by the way."

"Mykel Dawson, and I could very well be both."

Giggling, she stepped back, gesturing to her room with a small flourish.

Matsu Ike

 

[Matsu Ike]

Mykel Dawson

She stayed with the child for a time, moving in the air and dancing until Hanae fell back asleep. A look of contentment on the small babies face when she went back into the cushioned bed. It contoured to her little body and she couldn't hurt herself which allowed the jedi grandmaaster and Hanna when she came to not worry as much. Developing more as she moved through the wall and into the outer chamber with a small smile on her face. The biot assigned could enter and knew the secret but the aterno didn't let anyone in or near the daughter of the grandmaster... let alone when there was more in there like her granddaughter.

She moved through the halls of the rest with a hum as several more jedi came around and more greeted her. Some of the rooms were filled with padawans as they were being trained to use the force, others with a saber and martial arts. The skills on display something she wanted them to learn as well as the educational needs... there were jedi partaking in social engagements like parties to become comfortable, scenarios being run for teaching awareness in chaotic environments and battle fields. Others were in chaotic clubs and engagements where it was considered less risk of blasters but they needed to be able to interact with people and observe amid distractions.

She moved through and there was always more going on in the Silver Rest. Venturing into the younglings area as Jade and Momoya were there, the two were standing in the classroom as their black hair contrasted with their paler skin but they were dressed in the robes with the small symbol for the grandmaster. A sign of her family in case there was a danger or a problem they would be abel to alert herr. She stopped at the door and watched while they were training with the master in the room using the smaller sticks in katas to go faster and faster. She smiled remaining slippery in the force so she didn't disturb the class just letting herself observe for the moment.

 

[Mykel Dawson]

Inside the room, he found the basic structure intact and recognizable, but course there were changes with some renovations of the fixtures as well as the personal adornments of its current occupant Caelia. There hanging pink chime crystals and sweet perfumed incense wafting through the room, and even a few inspirational posters made from e-paper. Yep, a girl definitely lives here now.

"Feeling the nostalgia?" She asked as she plopped on her bed.

"Heh, oh yeah," He said as he grazed the inbuilt desk with a fingertip. Even as a youngling, the technopath had spent countless hours at this very desk as an impromptu workbench, assembling all sorts of gizmos (as well as disassembling tech to the chagrin of his parents and instructors).

He smirked as he inspected his finger, finding a few specks of lint. "Could use a little dusting in here."

Caelia feigned a groan, sinking into her pillow. "Ugh, I know you're joking but please. The hall prefect is always up our butts about cleaning."

"A clean room promotes a crystal mind," she intoned with a deep voice to mimic the prefect. "Clutter robs you of enlightenment."

"He must have been best friends with my mom, because she basically said the same thing at the enclave."

They both burst out laughing over a shared experience. Even Puck let out a whistle of amusement.

So some things hadn't changed.

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He spent some time speaking more with Caelia, learning a little more about her and the wider happenings of the Silver Rest in the process. She had been with the Silver Jedi since a toddler, hailing from one of the former Concord worlds like he had, though her parents hadn't been Force sensitive. Instead, that had sent her to train with the familiar Silver Jedi as she first displayed telekinetic abilities, preferring their non-aggressive stance over some contemporaries. She still saw her family on the regular, but the Silver Rest had become her new home as she trained in the Jedi Arts. She looked forward to being a Jedi Knight like him and helping the galaxy below.

On one hand, he applauded her decision, but on the other hand, he hated the idea of such a sweet girl being exposed to the chaos now unfolding. They had a good thing here above.

Eventually, their conversation came to an end as Caelia was due for an assignment elsewhere. Mykel found it appropriate at this point to find the Grandmaster again so they split. However, he promised to find her again after he finished his touring.

Recalling previous instructions, he used the complex's in house network to find the Grandmaster standing outside of a classroom.

"Hello again," he whispered as he bowed again, careful not to be too loud so as to not disturb the class. "What are they learning?"

Matsu Ike

 

[Matsu Ike]

Mykel Dawson

"They are learning saber movements, the katas will help train the body and mind but it will only be the base for learning how to incorporate the skills needed." She said it while looking at him with a small smile on her face. "I hope everythign went well." Her movements were simple but she went from the doorway through the temples areas. More rooms showing training sessions as well as study. Holograms displaying varrious aspects the jedi were being set to learn as well as history for various groups. Lectures from force orders aligned with the fundamentals of the lightside. Matsu showed it all.

"We have changed a few other things, as much as Iella, Coci, Thurion, Sorel hold my respect. They were also content with the jedi being just the jedi, rarely advancing the teaching just more holding to them." She shrugged. "It made jedi going between orders much eaasier, once one faced resistance or felt neglected they could just spend time with another enclave or group but also took away aside from name a level of uniqueness." She said it more in contemplation then anything else as it worked for the time but it also fostered no real people staying with them because they were silvers.

"I'll neverr denigrate them though they did provide motivation and more charisma, the order got larger." She muilled it over for a moment though entering another chamber as holograms from more jedi were conversing in meeting. SOme were displaying information about the different worlds. "But we have been able to recall several jedi masterrs from missions throughout the galaxy to aid. Or have ones sent to establish newer means. Like the economic watch circles temple for managing the funds of our order as well as various orders."