Failure Is Not Fatal
The first day of his probation. In some regards this was as unnerving as it was a happy occasion. He was out of his tiny duracrete box, but instead he would now be escorted all around the grounds, the fallout from his actions clear for all to see.
Finishing in the refresher, Jacen donned his robes and waited. There were no guards; he was expected to take some responsibility for himself. However, he still had to confine himself to his quarters – which had been located near the healers – until escorted. His mind drifted off on its own little set of mental exercises as he waited, his breathing became shallow as he entered a meditative state as he attempted to make the time move more quickly.
[member="Adele Adonai"]
Finishing in the refresher, Jacen donned his robes and waited. There were no guards; he was expected to take some responsibility for himself. However, he still had to confine himself to his quarters – which had been located near the healers – until escorted. His mind drifted off on its own little set of mental exercises as he waited, his breathing became shallow as he entered a meditative state as he attempted to make the time move more quickly.
[member="Adele Adonai"]