Bad Hair Day

[Joza Perl]

[member="Setzi Lunelle"]

As much as Joza tried to conform to the Jedi way of life, some things came more difficult than others. Saber training? Check. Meditation? She could handle it. Maybe life would have been simpler for her if her mother had allowed her to leave home at a younger age to be trained, because Zeltron values were difficult to work out of her. And right now, her emotions were getting the best of her.

The pink skinned woman glared at her own reflection in the mirror, frustrated beyond belief. Her hair was not behaving today. Usually she kept it pinned back, up in a tight bun or a ponytail and out of her face. She saw other female Jedi keep their hair down, but the thick red waves were constantly getting in her way. Cutting it would make things easier for her, but she was not doing that, far too vain and proud of her red tress to think of marring it in such a way.

Grunting in irritation, Joza reached for a jar of pink-tinted concealer. She’d quit wearing Zeltron-levels of makeup since leaving home but still couldn’t let it go completely. At the very least, she could blur out the scar on her cheek and maybe put a coat or two of mascara on her lashes. And then—oh, she’d used the last of the concealer already. Throwing the empty jar back into the drawer, she turned on her heel back toward the mirror to assess the situation. It was hard finding proper makeup for her skintone outside of Zeltros.

A few more pins here, some more gel to smooth out the flyaways around her head…and she looked passable. Back home she wouldn’t be allowed outside like this without one of her “friends” tackling her with a comb and some product, but she supposed it didn’t matter to the Jedi.

Joza was not the best at hiding her emotions—anyone could tell from the way she stalked down the temple halls to the grumpy aura that she gave off, she was not happy.

 

[Setzi Lunelle]

Setzi traveled down the Academy halls, aimless and wandering. Without checking with her current Master, Knight Mullarus, she’d asked Jedi Master Connor Harrison to train her. What was she thinking? Krux would be furious with her! She continually flaunted the Jedi Code, questioned all of her teachings, argued about becoming Grey… there was so much contrary behavior lately that she had to wonder if she was even a Jedi sometimes.

She saw fellow Silver Jedi, Joza Perl approaching, and the Zeltron positively radiated. If Joza thought she was experiencing a bad hair day, it was not apparent to Setzi. Still the pretty, pink-skinned alien appeared distressed. Unlike Joza, the brunette padawan was also unsettled, but tried not to let it show, though her furrowed brow and a tight lipped smile could betray her.

“Knight Perl, how are you?” she said. “You are looking quite radiant today!”

Even if the Zeltron Jedi was scowling, surely she’d smile at a compliment. Plus, Setzi wanted to ask her more about her homeworld, and the pheromones she emitted. The padawan had no experience with Zeltros, and it must have been so interesting to grow up on a world where the pursuit of pleasure was held above all else.

[member="Joza Perl"]

 

[Joza Perl]

“Huh?” The young Zeltron had been too caught up in her frustration to notice anyone around until [member="Setzi Lunelle"] had addressed her. Caught off guard by the other voice, her eyes reflected a mix of surprise and embarrassment at her lack of composure. “Oh, I uh…thank you.” Joza cleared her throat and instinctively smoothed back her hair, a small smile twitching at her lips. While she was still flustered, her vanity had eaten the compliment with ease.

“I’ve been well. And yourself, Padawan Lunelle?” Even though they were technically of equal rank, it felt strange to address the former Sith Lord as a Jedi Padawan. She was certain that the other woman could best her in combat easily, but quickly reminded herself that there was more to being a Jedi that swinging a lightsaber as she’d previously thought. The thought of conversing pleasantly with an ex-Sith made her a tad uneasy, moreso then when she had met Krux. It was nothing against her, but it had only been recently that she was able to see what Sith were capable of.

Nevertheless, Joza turned to face Setzi fully, shifting her weight to one side. The redhead felt no animosity from the woman at the same time that she realized this was the first she’d encountered her alone, without Knight Mullarus. “How are you finding Voss? I believe I arrived here shortly after you, if I’m not mistaken.” Her tone was light, with a curious lit to it.