The Mentor
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It had been some time since a Padawan had reached a level enough to learn this technique without themselves petitioning the Jedi Council for their promotion. Ura lacked that sense of arrogance or impatience, and for her patience she would be justly rewarded. Of course, the promised lesson had been delayed for some time while Ura did her best to figure out this thing about her having another being inside of her. He didn’t know if he could teach her properly while he body was in an unstable state. Hopefully though, she will have gotten things more sorted out when the day came.
A day and time had been booked for the next lesson, this time aboard the Master’s personal ship, The Maekrix due to the seemingly unpredictable state of the Silver Rest. Ura would be picked up and the Maekrix would drop into a safe and secure location for them to train in peace. Ura would soon find the Master in a room designed for Jedi training. It was especially ready for the collateral damage that this lesson could bring.
“Padawan Ura. How are you faring? What is the situation with your… Well, situation.”