Roshki Belawiiks
We all have demons. I've just decided to feed mine
Location: Republican Transport Vessel, above Ruusan 3 (aka the nameless moon with the supposed ruins)
Objective: Finally follow through with the rumours, and determine if there are any ancient ruins on the moon.
Allies: Well, hopefully these three: [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Zalaam Na"] [member="Nefertari Sovint"]
Enemies: Boredom, and that one guy there ^
I stood inside the bridge of the transport vessel, my double-lightsaber making a soft thwap as it hit my thigh. Maximillius, my pet Blarth, paced with me, whining at my tension.
This was the first assignment I'd been on by myself in a long time, without Double Kay to supervise me and guide me. Hell, the last one I'd been on by myself was a simple diplomacy mission, and I had just went along as backup. To say I was nervous was-- well, not an understatement, but I had a wish to prove I could be left to my own devices without causing (serious) damage, or falling back into bad habits.
It was weird, this new sense of...I don't know, purpose, so different than in the beginning. I was different than I was in the beginning. I found myself less condescending towards my fellow Padawans and Jedi, and I even found myself acting like I really was one. My old self would say ick, but my new self...not so sure.
Besides, it wasn't like I would be alone. Coming along with me were two Jedi and a Togruta senator we'd picked up, who'd already been on Ruusan (aw yeah, Togruta Power). All were strangers, but at least I had Maxi with me.
Speaking of which....I bent down to pat the Blarth's head and stepped over one of his many drool puddles he'd left on the floor. We'd already received dirty looks from a few of the crew members who weren't so lucky, but I ignored them. Instead, I strolled to the Captain fellow and nudged him with my elbow.
"Hey, you, ah...Captain guy. How long til we get there?"
The Captain looked at me with a disgruntled face. "Soon, Padawan Belawiiks."
Objective: Finally follow through with the rumours, and determine if there are any ancient ruins on the moon.
Allies: Well, hopefully these three: [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Zalaam Na"] [member="Nefertari Sovint"]
Enemies: Boredom, and that one guy there ^
I stood inside the bridge of the transport vessel, my double-lightsaber making a soft thwap as it hit my thigh. Maximillius, my pet Blarth, paced with me, whining at my tension.
This was the first assignment I'd been on by myself in a long time, without Double Kay to supervise me and guide me. Hell, the last one I'd been on by myself was a simple diplomacy mission, and I had just went along as backup. To say I was nervous was-- well, not an understatement, but I had a wish to prove I could be left to my own devices without causing (serious) damage, or falling back into bad habits.
It was weird, this new sense of...I don't know, purpose, so different than in the beginning. I was different than I was in the beginning. I found myself less condescending towards my fellow Padawans and Jedi, and I even found myself acting like I really was one. My old self would say ick, but my new self...not so sure.
Besides, it wasn't like I would be alone. Coming along with me were two Jedi and a Togruta senator we'd picked up, who'd already been on Ruusan (aw yeah, Togruta Power). All were strangers, but at least I had Maxi with me.
Speaking of which....I bent down to pat the Blarth's head and stepped over one of his many drool puddles he'd left on the floor. We'd already received dirty looks from a few of the crew members who weren't so lucky, but I ignored them. Instead, I strolled to the Captain fellow and nudged him with my elbow.
"Hey, you, ah...Captain guy. How long til we get there?"
The Captain looked at me with a disgruntled face. "Soon, Padawan Belawiiks."