Kiffar Are Actually Kind of Common(Kiffar)

[Cedric Dorn]

Diana sat in the middle of a small courtyard on Corellia, her legs crossed and a datapad cradled in her lap. She was reading, much like she had within the Jedi Temple on Tython. She was no different now than she had been then. The passage of a few weeks and the slaying of a Sith Lord hadn't changed Diana in the least. She considered this a good thing, and there was a soft smile on her face as she kept on reading.

The Silent Conclave had turned out to be the perfect place for her. The Master of this particular order had proven to be quite the kind man. Jaxton Ravos, the pink Zeltron who had taken Diana off the street just days after her leaving the Jedi Order. He had fed her, given her clothes, and even found her work. Beyond that however he had supplied something further, something she had sorely missed even after only a few days. He had given her a feeling of belonging, and so had the rest of the conclave.

The Truth was that Diana felt at home again, she felt safe. Though she had not even met a fraction of the other members of the Conclave Diana knew that they were all as close as the Jedi Order had been.

As her thoughts drifted more and more to family Diana thought of her own heritage. She was Kiffar, in fact she had been the only Kiffar in the order...or at least the only one she had met...or even heard of for that matter. It seemed that her species was rather rare, though perhaps she had just never looked hard enough. Diana made a small mental note to herself to visit Kiffu her homeworld. She had never even thought of the planet before, but now having left the Jedi Order...it seemed the right thing to do.

She sighed slightly, and then continued reading her book.

 

[Quinn Vos]

Qae was making her read and study. He was her teacher so she had to follow his orders. Even if she hated it, even more than meditation. Naturally, she took advantage of any break, even if it was only after five minutes of studying. Shifting the sling of arrows across her mocha-shoulder, she bent down to gather a few more daggers, the bow clattering to the ground.

The sound echoed through the courtyard that one @[member="Diana Moridena"] was sitting in. Forrest-green eyes snapped up. "Sorry," she muttered gruffly.

 

[Cedric Dorn]

Diana's head snapped up with a flash of anger going across her face as she did so. She couldn't help it. Diana hated when she was interrupted, especially when it was during quiet reading time. She did not often have the time just to sit and read so when she did...well it was nice not to be interrupted. Her anger however quickly faded away as she immediately heard an apology.

She let out a sigh and then stood up, letting the datapad take her place on the small stone wall. With a quick jog like pace Diana ran over to the other girl, wanting to help her.

The other woman was obviously part of the Silent Conclave given that they were within the compound, it payed to be nice. Before the other girl could, Diana scooped up the weapon and offered it to her with a smile on her face.. “Here.”

She said offering the weapon.