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[Judah Lesan]

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I N S T R U C T I O N

Wearing: xxx
Weapon: xxx x2
Tag: Open

There was no question the Galactic Alliance was at war. Judah had warned the New Jedi Order the New Imperial Order would betray them, and he hated more than ever to be right. That no longer mattered. Those who had refused to listen to him no longer served the New Jedi Order in any capacity. New leadership in the form of a close ally Valery Noble had risen to power, and Judah would do everything he could to ensure her tenure was a success.

Today that meant teaching basic combat. A smirk tugged at his lips as he thought it ironic that he of all people was teaching again, and in the Jedi Temple at that. Just over a year ago Judah was still living in his ship chasing dark side artifacts in his own quest to weaken the Brotherhood of the Maw in his own way. That had been how he met the Sword of the Jedi.

Judah sat on a wooden stool in one of the larger training rooms. His pipe was hanging from his mouth, a nasty habit he still indulged in simply to hear the voice of his late wife telling him to take it outside. Students would come to find the man behaving as if he did not belong there, in fact his hope was that they would not realize he was the instructor. There was an ulterior motive to Judah’s class.

Shadows.

Once a thriving group within the Jedi Order, their numbers seemed to be consumed by the endless need for guardians to fight in the seemingly endless wars. Judah was determined to find more shadows, more investigators, and go about doing for the New Jedi Order what he did best. Together they would root out potential dangers and threats, eliminating them before they could come to fruition.

Perhaps it was his recent meeting with Cambria Zadira , but the older Master was feeling much more like his younger self. Whether that was a good thing or not was a matter of perspective. To Judah it was definitely a step in the right direction. For years he had performed the katas his master passed on to him without letting the meaning of them penetrate anything beyond his mind.

Life was in a cycle.

It ebbed and flowed with every passing movement.

It moved on.

It was time for Judah to do the same. He was determined to do so the best way he knew how.

 

[Dreidi Xeraic]

Wearing: Outfit
Equipment: Lightsaber
Tags: Judah Lesan

There was apparently some class on Lightsaber training, it was meant to be on the fundamentals and basic Lightsaber training but Dreidi figured it would look good to Asaraa if she was attending classes held by Jedi that some might see in high regard. Especially since she was a roaming Padawan not really part of the Galactic Alliance or the New Jedi Order so the chances of her being able to train under this Master were likely not going to come around again any time soon. Especially with her travelling and going off on adventures. And who knew, perhaps they would skip over all the most boring parts of basic training and just provide insight and advice on how to improve her current levels of skill. Dreidi was working hard on reverse form of Shien and integrating Makashi best she could when practising. Things were going well and she was able to blend the two as well as she could but she knew she was far cry from the fighter that Asaraa and her father were.

However, if the lesson was focused solely on lecturing safety and boring basics then it would be a nice setting to sit in the back and take a nap. Getting a decent nap would be good for her since she hadn't been sleeping well or much lately. The anxiety and need to get better was hitting her hard after Empress Teta, Carnifex was so much stronger than she imagined and she was comparing her skills, achievements and abilities to her parents and Asaraa. While she was still young, she needed to be racing ahead, she had been training hard and for more than several years in the Force now. It was hitting her that she should be better that she could be and was letting anxiety hold her back.

Arriving to the class, Dreidi looked around and tucked the Padawan braid behind her ear, looking around. It was interesting to see the difference in training rooms compared to the ones she had grown up with on Naboo and the distant memories of the temple on Kashyyyk. Looking over to the Master, she gave a small bow of respect and with her hands in her pockets headed towards the back of the class. Curious to see who else would turn up and how they would feel about a class like this.

 

[Hollis Orenn]

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Okay, maybe she was in on the fact that Judah Lesan was teaching this class. Even as he sat there on the bench, looking not very much like an instructor. Hollis glanced his way and flashed him a covert thumbs up. And she smiled brightly at him -- it was a signal for him to actually maybe smile too. This ought to be interesting, she thought. Part of her had wanted to drag Justice Lesan along to see his Uncle teaching... but she didn't want to make him sit through it. He already knew how to fight anyway.

Hollis' master had made it clear that combat was her weak point. She'd gotten used to using a training saber now, she no longer felt as frightened of the weapon as she had before. Confidence seemed to be key. However, when she thought of having to fight a real battle... any bit of confidence drained away. Maybe hammering the basics into her head enough times would give her some good results.

Glancing around, it seemed that only one other padawan had arrived so far. Hollis made her way over to Dreidi Xeraic and offered a genial smile. "Hi," she said. "I'm Hollis. I don't think we've met before."

 

[Zoar]

JEDI TEMPLE
CORUSCANT
- Judah Lesan - Dreidi Xeraic - Hollis Orenn -​

This is the right room... right?

Ducking into the large training area, plated in tall, imposing power armor, Zoar attempted to convey an aura of stoic, calm, Jedi-osity. Which obviously failed, at the idea of another terrifying training session. Why had he even come here? He'd rather be in his quarters, tinkering with his suit, trying to update his schematics for the next model, than have someone judging him for his abilities.

But the Miln knew he should be here. Because he didn't have a master. And a talk with Iris Arani had made him realize that feedback was an important step for growth. Ergo, he should probably interact with a Jedi Master every once in a while.

Speaking of which... where even was this mysterious master?

The plated figure of Zoar lingered at the doorway, painfully antisocial, his emotionless faceplate unable to mask his inward nervousness, as he tried to hype himself up.

Relax, dude. You belong here. This training will help. These are all just... friends, waiting to be made. You got this.

It wasn't working very well.

 

[Shem Spinner]

Coruscant, Jedi Temple
Tags: Judah Lesan , Hollis Orenn , Zoar , Dreidi Xeraic ​

Oni was not here to learn how to wield a lightsaber. It was quite on the contrary. He was a swordsman through and through. The Pantoran would live and die by the blade. Instead, Oni was coming into this class with a different approach: Combating lightsabers. If he was going up against those wielding the strange new blade, he needed to learn the basics of how they functioned in combat. Maybe it was foolish, but his blade was capable of resisting lightsabers through it's force attunement, an art that seemed uncommon in the future. For that reason, Oni felt even more compelled to keep the art of his long-dead era alive.

A suit of armor caught his eye. One at a glance might assume it to be a droid, but Oni noticed that there was a force sensitivity about it. There was someone within. It was an individual he hadn't seen before, though given his short time at the temple it was understandable how he could miss such a stand-out Jedi. Unfortunately, the swordsman understood very little more about the suit, given his recent exposure to technology.

"A suit of armor," Oni remarked, making his way up to the padawan. "That's new... The order certainly doesn't have a lack of creative solutions." The swordsman paused, bowing briefly. "Oni," he introduced. "I'm, er, new around here."

Oni shifted his focus to a man perched upon a wooden stool. By how he had presented himself, he seemed to be no more than a passive figure, one uninvolved with the class. It was for that very reason that Oni was confident that he was the instructor. There was certainly an air of experience about the man, and not just from his age. Perhaps it was a test. For now, the swordsman would keep his suspicions to himself.

The class would likely begin soon anyways.

 

[Ayra Lowe]

// Padawan Lowe //
// Jedi Temple //
// Objective // Learn to Stab Good //
// Focus // Judah Lesan // Zoar // Dreidi Xeraic // Hollis Orenn // Shem Spinner //

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Finally, a combat class.

The Echani padawan let out a breath of relief as she nearly skipped along the halls. The Masters she had been serving under stressed to the girl that lightsabers were a privilege that had to be earned. She could understand that, they didn't want the girl to grow up thinking taking life was something so simple.

But could anyone blame her for wanting to learn how to wield a lightsaber?

Master Lesan wasn't a name familiar to the girl. Truthfully, she was lacking on Jedi history in almost all it's regards. Something her time as a Junior Archivist didn't end up assisting with much. Still, if he was willing to teach Ayra how to wield a lightsabers then she would take any teacher that she could.

Her jovial mindset came to an abrupt halt, stopping just as the silver-haired girl crossed the threshold. A giant man in a suit of armour stood near the doorway, a shocking sight that took most of the girl's attention immediately.

"I can't imagine you need these lessons there..." The small voice trailed off as her mind wandered before perking up once more. "Unless you're Master Lesan?"

 

[Iris Arani]

Combat time.

Asides from learning from Valery Noble , she hadn't had any real saber training. Not that the Sword of the Jedi was anything to sneeze at, but sometimes it was good to learn from other people! No, it was important to. So.. She was here. The Padawan stepped into the room, sabers on her hips, glancing around curiously to the group that was there. Any familiar faces?

A couple. She nodded to Zoar , Dreidi Xeraic , and Shem Spinner specifically. And smiled. It was good to see the three in a lesson.

Then she moved back to relax and wait for the lesson to start.

Ayra Lowe | Judah Lesan | Dreidi Xeraic | Hollis Orenn

 

[Aiden Porte]

Coruscant
Training Grounds
Iris Arani Ayra Lowe Dreidi Xeraic Shem Spinner Hollis Orenn Judah Lesan

If there was a time, it was now. Combat was not Aiden's first choice, he was different than his father in that respect. However to fully train and to be effective on his own he knew that he would need to increase his knowlege of the force as well as his skills with the lightsaber blade.

He had yet to create his own lightsaber which would happen in due course he was more than sure of. It was nearing time for the class to start however he wanted to get there a bit earlier just so he wasn't actually waylaid by something else and actually ended up being late.

There was quite a few early birds present already however one in particular stuck out to Aiden the most and that was the individual in the suit of armor. "Woah." Aiden whispered, as he walked up to those that were in his immediate area. "That's pretty cool." Aiden spoke as he glanced between the two individuals. that were Zoar and Oni. "My name is Aiden, its nice to meet you."

Aiden glanced between the other members that were there giving them each a smile and small nod in their direction.

 

[Kara Jade]

Coruscant - Jedi Temple, Training Room
Wearing: Outfit
Equipment: Training Lightsaber
Tags: Judah Lesan | Dreidi Xeraic | Shem Spinner | Aiden Porte
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It had been a little bit since Kara had last trained with a lightsaber. Everything had been something of a whirlwind post-Ilum. Having to spend time recuperating from those injuries, and dealing with the…consequences that came about from that time. And then there was the chaotic mess that had erupted on Janara III. So the only time Kara had time to train was when she had time to herself.

And that was pretty much focused on meditating and refining her connection to the Force.

So when she caught wind that someone was setting up a class specifically to teach the basics of combat, Kara jumped at the chance. Although, the fact no name was given for the instructor was a curious omission. She was fairly certain it was a rule to put down the name for independent classes. Which in of itself was probably a clue.

That whomever this instructor was, they were trusted by the Masters, or at the very least specific individuals like Valery Noble .

Kara slipped into the room, only to almost run into a…towering suit of armour. That was certainly something she wasn’t expecting to see today.

“Oh! Excuse me.” She said politely, stepping around Zoar and walking towards where the others were already seated. Kara recognized a few faces, namely Iris Arani , to whom she gave a small wave to. The Padawan let out a sigh as she plopped down onto one of the seats.

Just in time to see and hear Ayra Lowe arrive, and potentially mistake the mass of armour as their instructor. Master Lesan did she say? Now that was a familiar name.

Kara glanced over towards Hollis Orenn , knowing the young woman had fairly recently entered a relationship with Justice. She watched for any reaction from her, and then towards the only other occupant that stood out to her.

The man was sitting on one of the stools, acting like he wasn’t meant to be here. But there was something about the way he was sitting reminded Kara of her old smuggling days. Of individuals that would make themselves appear ‘small’ within a public space. But were in reality being incredibly observant of everything and everyone within their view.

And the fact that he just couldn’t be a fellow Padawan. Kara knew the NJO were accepting of older students in the Force; she was one example after all, but she couldn’t imagine someone in their mid-to-late forties being a mere Padawan. That was if she was guessing the man’s age correctly.

Her focus remained squarely on Judah, but the mention of ‘Aiden’ got the blonde’s gaze snapping over to towards the voice. But Kara realised her mistake and quickly looked away, a flash of sadness in her eyes before it washed away.

 

[Caltin Vanagor]

"Education is the kindling of a flame, not the filling of a vessel." –Socrates​

Caltin Anselmo Vanagor was once a paranoid "always on the guard" nutcase of a Jedi (Guardian) Knight. He prided himself on his physical fitness and constant workouts, always practicing and preparing for the impossible task of fighting his way through an army if necessary to protect those who could not protect themselves. In his actions he held the belief that if he made the hard decisions then no one else would ever have to. He believed that if he took the risks and made the sacrifices that were the most difficult that no one would ever have to deal with them. He learned everything he could about combat and honed his craft every minute of every day. Now he was a Jedi Master that looked back on those days with a silly fondness but an appreciation for who he was now. He was not here to learn how to use a new saber form.

He knew them all.

Caltin Vanagor had taught more classes than he could remember, he had taught Younglings, Padawans and Masters. He once taught a young Judah Lesan, not this one, but a long time ago. The big man always taught and enjoyed doing so, but he was not that crazy Jedi Knight, he was more than well aware that there were those more than capable of teaching in methods he had yet to try or even think about. He was not here to teach this class.

Judah had this well in hand.

So why was he here? To stand guard? Naw. Was Vanagor here to make sure that the class went the way it was supposed to? No, as already mentioned, Judah was in his element. No, he was here to help Judah by walking around and offering "advice" to anyone demonstrating that might be having problems. If someone had trouble understanding his instructions he might be able to offer a different perspective. Caltin Vanagor was not here to take anything away from anyone. He was here to simply help out... and if he wasn't needed at all?

Well then it would be a few hours off!

tag: Judah Lesan | Kara Jade | Dreidi Xeraic | Hollis Orenn | Aiden Porte | Iris Arani | Ayra Lowe | Shem Spinner | Zoar

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"Vanguard" (Secondary - Long Handle)

"CONSERVATOR" (Primary - Long Handle)
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[Judah Lesan]

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I N S T R U C T I O N

Wearing: xxx
Weapon: xxx x2
Tag: Caltin Vanagor | Iris Arani | Aiden Porte | Kara Jade | Ayra Lowe | Dreidi Xeraic | Shem Spinner | Zoar

Judah stamped out the pipe as it seemed the class was filling up faster than he anticipated. It seemed with war being the only constant the Jedi knew, many wanted to learn or at least remain sharp in their skills. There were a couple of faces which were familiar to Judah, some which were not. One of them was the overly enthusiastic Hollis Orenn . She looked like she was trying to be discreet about the fact she knew Judah was the instructor. It caused him to chuckle and smirk a little, even if he did not look her way.

The rest were there and seemingly unaware of who Judah was except for two. Caltin Vanagor was well aware of who the master was, but did not seem to give him much attention save for what an actual discrete nod looked like. Judah offered his own in return. Kara Jade was the other. They had never met, but she looked at him as if she knew.

Interesting.

She looked away in a brief moment, and Judah moved on. There were two Echani in the group. Another who looked like he was familiar with a sword, but a lightsaber was not a sword. He was certain others would attend, but he needed to start the class before his space was no longer reserved.

“Welcome to the class,” he began. “So who can tell me the first thing one needs to know about a lightsaber?”

 

[Zoar]

JEDI TEMPLE
CORUSCANT
- Judah Lesan - Dreidi Xeraic - Hollis Orenn - Shem Spinner - Ayra Lowe - Iris Arani - Aiden Porte - Kara Jade - Caltin Vanagor -
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Zoar had hoped to go unnoticed in the back of the class. A fly on the wall, if you will. Listening intently to the teacher, maybe pick up a few pointers, get his form in shape for his next mission. Of course, it's hard to go unnoticed when you're submerged in ten-foot-tall power armor, and made the mistake of standing right next to the door where everyone would walk through.

Thus, he was swarmed by attention almost immediately.

Shem Spinner was the first to approach him. Zoar stood just a little taller, trying to come up with a response. Cool, calm, collected. Something a Jedi would say. //Thanks,// the Miln offered, his high-pitched voice distorted through the power armor's speakers. //I'm a new padawan too. Nice to meet ya. I'm Zoar.// He waved, half-heartedly.

Nailed it, he thought confidently

Then, Ayra Lowe joined them. Double the people to talk to? Okay, still manageable. The suit's body language was hard to read, mostly robotic, but his did take the tiniest of steps back. //Sorry, not him. And I could... really use these lessons. Believe me.// The giant suit of armor waved half-heartedly, in the exact same fashion as before. //I'm Zoar.//

Nailed it, he thought, less-confidently.

Finally, Aiden Porte joined their group. One, he could manage. Two, he could survive. But three people talking to him? Terrifying. //Th-th-thanks. It took me a long time to make, but I'm p-proud.// the mousy Jedi stammered. Zoar somehow managed to wave quarter-heartedly. //I'm Zoar.//

Nailed it, he thought, lying to himself.

But in short order, briefly turning to the side to allow Kara Jade past him, the real Judah Lesan began his lesson. Zoar took a few timid steps forward, each movement revealing the presence of quiet servos in his joints. He noticed Iris Arani 's presence, and felt a bit of his courage return. He could do this.

Not that he'd be the first to answer Master Lesan's question. Now that was terrifying.

 

[Chiassa]

ENLIGHTENMENT
Jedi Temple, Coruscant
Training Room

Judah Lesan | Dreidi Xeraic | Hollis Orenn | Zoar | Shem Spinner | Ayra Lowe | Iris Arani
Aiden Porte | Kara Jade | Caltin Vanagor

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Chiassa walked with a quick stride, mindful not to run in the temple halls. She had overslept, finally getting a better pillow that didn't give her neck a crick in it. And, now the young Tholothian was late to a lightsaber class she had been instructed to attend by her interim mentor, Cambria Zadira .

Do or do not, there is no try, the dark-skinned padawan reverberated to herself as the entrance to the training room was just ahead.

After taking a deep breath to calm her nerves and center herself in the Force, Chiassa slipped through the door dressed in a traditional tan Jedi robe set with her beaded padawan braid hanging down from the right side of her decorative skullcap just behind the ear and took a position in the back of the class as the instructor was just about to begin his lesson.

Bright blue orbs did a quick peruse of those attending and sadly she knew none of them. But to be fair, she had just arrived a few days ago, accompanying the Twi'lek Jedi Master from the Enclave on Svivren.

Eyes moved forward as the teacher spoke up.

“Welcome to the class,” he began. “So who can tell me the first thing one needs to know about a lightsaber?”

"Safety first," Chia answered the Master Jedi with a shy yet confident voice. Well, at least she hoped it came out that way.

Do or do not, there is no try.

 

[Cambria Zadira]

DELIVERANCE
Jedi Temple, Coruscant
Training Room - Gallery

Cambria swept into the empty tiered gallery that surrounded the large training room from atop with the grace of a dancer and the swiftness of a feline; her sienna brown cloak bellowing about the two-piece modified Jedi outfit she wore.

Always light on her booted feet the blue-skinned Twi'lek was. But today, chronic pain in her right head-tail from an old stab wound was bothering the Jedi Master. She had stopped by the temple infirmary earlier to have the new Jedi doc Samara Raine give her treatment for it as Cambria had always been poor at the healing arts. Which wasn't a good thing for a Guardian to not be skilled in.

Golden eyes looked down upon the group gathered for Master Judah Lesan 's lightsaber class. It was good to see him teaching again and this fact brought a soft smile to her naturally berry-colored lips. The reunion after a long estrangement between the former Jedi partners had gone well and the man's outlook had seemingly changed for the better; hers as well if honest.

The student she had brought with her from Svivren was present though Chiassa just barely made it on time. Tardiness was a pet peeve of Cambria's, but today she'd let it pass. The young one was still getting oriented to her new home.

The Rutian Twi'lek took a sip of her favorite green tea from a lidded cup in hand while she waited patiently on her old padawan to arrive for their meeting; the rich, aromatic smell of the Sapir tea waffling in the air about her like a perfume. Cambria hadn't exactly been forthcoming in her message to Judah Lesan Jr. about why she had summoned him to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, but soon enough the young Corellian would understand...

Until then, the Master Jedi would sit and observe silently from above and enjoy the cuppa while it was hot.

 

[Judah Lesan Jr.]

Wearing: xxx
Tag: Cambria Zadira

There was nothing formal about JJ’s appearance. He had been raised on the foothills of Coronet Peak until Cambria had taken him on as a student. While he was certain he had not been her most difficult student, Judah knew that he had given her a fair amount of headaches. Still her guidance had proven to be what was needed, and the padawan she once knew had passed the trials and now served the New Jedi Order as a Jedi Knight. It had been a while since they last talked, which was why her request to meet in person had been a surprise.

JJ was happy that she had not forgotten to say hello while she was on Coruscant. She was as much family to him as anyone he knew. The bond between her and his father had been close, and Judah had shared a close bond as a student as well. He did not hesitate to meet her, and bowed as he approached.

It was the only measure of formality he offered. The gesture was followed by a tight hug.

“Auntie Bri!”

JJ chuckled as he let go. Even in his mid twenties, Judah still referred to her as though he was still the ten year old boy learning the katas in the meadow of his childhood home. Time and distance could not change the nature of their relationship. Nothing could.

His eyes looked past her for a moment, into the training room where he saw his father teaching. The crisp blue eyes which he had inherited from his mother turned back to his old master. Something in them questioned her intentions for the meeting, something she would not have to wait long to hear him voice.

“I hope you did not invite me here to give me the ‘I need to make amends’ speech?” You’re good at getting me to listen, but if that is what you wanted to talk about…”

JJ stopped. He knew he was being rude.

“I’m sorry, master. Forgive me.”​

 

[Aiden Porte]

Coruscant
Training Grounds
Iris Arani Chiassa Dreidi Xeraic Hollis Orenn Zoar Shem Spinner Kara Jade Ayra Lowe Judah Lesan

"You should be." Aiden said with a small smile. "The craftsmanship is remarkable." Aiden nodded his head before there were others that came in to the area all to take part or at least witness the events that were going to transpire. It was diffcult as he focused more on his studies and being attuned with the force as well as could be. And the lightsaber was a secondary part to him. However as the question was asked, what was the first thing to know. Aiden truly didn't know apart from safety as Chiassa had pointed out first. And the second was he felt the most plain was that the lightsaber was obviously the weapon of a jedi.

"An elegant weapon for a more civilized age."

While not unfamiliar with the weapon, raised with with two Jedi' Knights as parents. That part of a Jedi was always there and he couldn't escape it, even if he wanted too.

"It's not to be taken lightly?" Aiden spoke up in a shy tone just as Chiassa had did. It easier being said in his mind that actually speaking out loud in front of everyone. Which his question or statement whichever it was could be taken in a multitude of ways. So he opted to perhaps make himself more clear. "I-I mean that whoever wields the weapon should be responsible and respect the weapon."

 

[Silas Westgard]

Location: Coruscant Temple
Objective: Attend the lightsaber class
Tag: Judah Lesan

Within the rumblings of a closed room, Silas scrambled to throw on his clothes. For the first time in a long time Silas had overslept, a term that didn't match with at all. He was always adamant about being on time and never late, but recently Silas had been letting that slip. Since he was able to get better sleep, he had been trying to readjust to his old sleep schedule which really needed more time.

Wiping his eyes in the doorway he swiftly exited his room and began jogging down the corridor towards the lesson. It wasn't a big lesson by any means, only catch up on the basics of using a lightsaber. Even so, any lessons taught by a master of Judah's caliber were going to be beneficial.

Just as he walked through the doorway, the first question of the lesson echoed around the room. Silas slid to a stop and the up a hand, respectfully making his presence known in the lesson "That you're in the right mindset!" he said openly before giving a bow to the master at the front "Sorry I'm late Master Lesan, I'll be more mindful next time" Silas apologized and walked over to the front of the class to sit down.

Calmly, he looked around and saw who had shown up. From the looks of things there appeared to be a good turnout, as well as another Master who he had not seen before. Glaring at Cambria Zadira he gave her a brief nod and looked back to Lesan. He'd have to introduce himself later...
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[Shem Spinner]

Coruscant, Jedi Temple
Tags: Zoar , Judah Lesan , Aiden Porte , Ayra Lowe ​

Oni noticed Iris Arani across the room briefly wave to her, the padawan who had initially found him. He briefly waved back as the armored padawan gave his name. As Zoar introduced himself, a girl came along and asked him if he was the instructor, which Oni found to be rather amusing. The armored padawan certainly looked the part, but the manner in which he spoke certainly showed his inexperience. It didn’t matter. They were all in this class for one reason or another.

“I believe our instructor is over there,” Oni said, gesturing to the man on the stool.

Sure enough, the master would rise and confirm his suspicions, beginning the lecture.

“So who can tell me the first thing one needs to know about a lightsaber?”

“It’s no ordinary weapon,” Oni answered, raising his voice with general confidence. “They’re force attuned. In some cases, the stones within them are just as alive as us.”

Oni knew this fairly certainly. The lightsabers of the modern era used kyber, the same as the force-imbued blades of his time. To that extent, it wasn’t just a weapon. It was a living extension of one’s physical form, requiring attunement between wielder and blade. At least, that’s what he was taught by the Je’daii. For all he knew, things could have changed.

 

[Cambria Zadira]

DELIVERANCE
Jedi Temple, Coruscant
Training Room - Gallery

Cambria lifted a quizzical dark eyebrow when a late arriving padawan even more so than Chiassa shot a glaring look up her way as she sat in the glass-enclosed gallery high above the training floor. The Jedi Master did not know Silas Westgard and wondered what pray tell offense she may have committed to earn the young man's wrath, but that matter would have to wait for another time as her own former padawan learner had appeared in the gallery in a rather enthusiastic manner. Some things never change.

The Rutian Twi'lek raised her blue-hued index finger and lowered it in front of her face from nose to chin in a straight line. Judah Lesan Jr. would know all about that gesture from his master as it meant for him to lower his voice and temper his demeanor to a more appropriate level in a public setting. She returned the hug wholeheartedly though and sat back from the embrace with a warm smile upon her dark purplish-pink lips and slight amusement in her gold-speckled hazel eyes.

"Hello, JJ... It is good to see you, Knight Lesan. There is no forgiveness to be given, my padawan. Just be mindful of old lingering resentments as they can fester until it leads one down a path they do not want to take. Each of us knows that to be a truth worth remembering. And no, that is not the primary reason why I asked you to see me, but at some point, you and your father should make amends. He and I have," she nodded with a twitch of her left lekku as the Twi'lek was babying her right for now.

That news would be a huge surprise for the young Corellian to hear as Cambria and Judah Lesan had parted ways after his mother's funeral on disgruntled terms, to say the least.

A sip of her soothing tea was taken, then the Jedi Guardian continued.

"The main purpose for meeting with you here today is I would like to introduce you to a padawan I have brought with me from the Enclave at Svivren. She is very promising and is in need of a master who can finish her training as I can not. Her name is Chiassa and she is the young Tholothian attending the lightsaber class below. Observe for a few moments, then perhaps we can take a walk until the lesson is completed, hmm?"

 

[Volya Sasiq]

Volya entered the area and quickly looked around with a somewhat confused and nervous look, for she is new to the order and the ways of the Jedi in general. Feeling somewhat embarrassed that she didn't join the order sooner and now she's in her 20's and pretty much a fresh face here. SHe would go and sit down at a bench waiting to see if other Jedi would show up but for now she would mutter to herself while tapping a foot repeatedly on the ground.

"Guess it's better to just get this over with...seeing the other Jedi and learn how to fight..."