Conceited
| @[member="Carn Dista"] |
Jedi Temple, Tython, Meditation Gardens.
It had only been a few months since she had been assigned to the Jedi Agricultural Corps. When a Jedi Initiate successfully finishes their beginners training and the Initiate Trials, either three things happen: a Jedi Knight or Jedi Master take you under their wing, thus becoming their Padawan learner or in the event that this does not happen, then an Initiate leaves the Jedi Order for parts unknown with the teachings and training they were taught or you're assigned to one of the Jedi Service Corps by the Reassignment Council. Out of the medical, educational, exploration or agricultural services, Ella had sided with the latter. She didn't feel comfortable leaving Tython yet and wanted to continue living here, until she gained an apprenticeship. She was nearing the age where time was running out for her. If a Jedi Knight or Jedi Master didn't take her as their Padawan soon, then she might have to leave the Jedi Order. She wasn't comfortable with that thought either. The Jedi Temple had been her home for the majority of her life. The Jedi were her family. She did not know her real parents or if she had any siblings because of her induction into the Order.
"Perhaps you'll end up as a Vanguard, Ella," she murmured, raising the shearer to the nearby bush. The meditation gardens were being serviced by the Agricultural service in the Jedi Temple that day. Alongside several other Initiates, she was seeing so it that the various bushes, trees and flower beds were well looked after. Various Jedi were sat in the calm setting, meditating quietly. Several younglings were present as well, not yet part of the Jedi Service Corps like she was. She remembered that she would be spending several more hours in the garden after she finished her tasks. She was due to meditate, as all Initiates would do meant to do.
Picking up the excess twigs and leaves, Ella rose with them intertwined in her gloves to the sack nearby. Placing them in the sack, she lifted it up by its strap and carried it towards the next bush, sighing as she did so.
Jedi Temple, Tython, Meditation Gardens.
It had only been a few months since she had been assigned to the Jedi Agricultural Corps. When a Jedi Initiate successfully finishes their beginners training and the Initiate Trials, either three things happen: a Jedi Knight or Jedi Master take you under their wing, thus becoming their Padawan learner or in the event that this does not happen, then an Initiate leaves the Jedi Order for parts unknown with the teachings and training they were taught or you're assigned to one of the Jedi Service Corps by the Reassignment Council. Out of the medical, educational, exploration or agricultural services, Ella had sided with the latter. She didn't feel comfortable leaving Tython yet and wanted to continue living here, until she gained an apprenticeship. She was nearing the age where time was running out for her. If a Jedi Knight or Jedi Master didn't take her as their Padawan soon, then she might have to leave the Jedi Order. She wasn't comfortable with that thought either. The Jedi Temple had been her home for the majority of her life. The Jedi were her family. She did not know her real parents or if she had any siblings because of her induction into the Order.
"Perhaps you'll end up as a Vanguard, Ella," she murmured, raising the shearer to the nearby bush. The meditation gardens were being serviced by the Agricultural service in the Jedi Temple that day. Alongside several other Initiates, she was seeing so it that the various bushes, trees and flower beds were well looked after. Various Jedi were sat in the calm setting, meditating quietly. Several younglings were present as well, not yet part of the Jedi Service Corps like she was. She remembered that she would be spending several more hours in the garden after she finished her tasks. She was due to meditate, as all Initiates would do meant to do.
Picking up the excess twigs and leaves, Ella rose with them intertwined in her gloves to the sack nearby. Placing them in the sack, she lifted it up by its strap and carried it towards the next bush, sighing as she did so.