Memories are the Key
Now Kara wouldn’t openly admit it, but the Prosperity had already become something of a home for her. Not just a place she had to stay, somewhere she was told to return to. But rather a place she was happy to be at. Thus, when Kara heard the ship had survived the defence of Tython, she was relieved.
She had made it abundantly clear early on, she wanted nothing to do with the wars that were going on. Not like the Jedi were going to force Padawans onto the battlefield; at least she hoped that wasn’t the case. But Kara knew where her skills were, and it wasn’t fighting in wars.
Her time away from the ship was spent visiting old stomping grounds, reuniting with old friends. It had been a pleasant time, but all the while Kara had to keep a lid on her Force connection. As unwieldy as it still was, she’d been advised to not use it unless it was an emergency.
But now she was back in the Prosperity and equally as frustrated as when she had departed prior. With the vessel still handling repairs after Tython, there had been an increased bustle of Jedi coming and going. Fortunately though, Kara was still able to find her little space to recluse and study. Taking up one of the tables in the library, tucked away in a corner.
The blonde Padawan was seated at one end of the table, eyes focused and one arm stretched out towards the opposite. At the other end was a group of metal spheres. Consisting of one larger orb surrounded by five smaller ones. Kara’s attention was solely on those, trying to reach out with the Force. When nothing happened, the woman sighed slumping down onto the table.
“Ugh, why does this have to be so boring…” She grumbled, her words muffled against the table’s surface.
She had made it abundantly clear early on, she wanted nothing to do with the wars that were going on. Not like the Jedi were going to force Padawans onto the battlefield; at least she hoped that wasn’t the case. But Kara knew where her skills were, and it wasn’t fighting in wars.
Her time away from the ship was spent visiting old stomping grounds, reuniting with old friends. It had been a pleasant time, but all the while Kara had to keep a lid on her Force connection. As unwieldy as it still was, she’d been advised to not use it unless it was an emergency.
But now she was back in the Prosperity and equally as frustrated as when she had departed prior. With the vessel still handling repairs after Tython, there had been an increased bustle of Jedi coming and going. Fortunately though, Kara was still able to find her little space to recluse and study. Taking up one of the tables in the library, tucked away in a corner.
The blonde Padawan was seated at one end of the table, eyes focused and one arm stretched out towards the opposite. At the other end was a group of metal spheres. Consisting of one larger orb surrounded by five smaller ones. Kara’s attention was solely on those, trying to reach out with the Force. When nothing happened, the woman sighed slumping down onto the table.
“Ugh, why does this have to be so boring…” She grumbled, her words muffled against the table’s surface.