Maylin's Story

A small figure watched from behind one of the pillars of the Temple as the two continued their conversation.

He smirked at her, "Because I don't want to be here." With a wave of his hand he flipped his bangs out of his face. "Anyway, I'm Qi'Jeivas, but people who hate me call me Jei! What's your name, O'-Jedi-to-be?" He asked in a sing song voice.

"Hah," he chuckled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah. It's a bit hard to hide in giant open corridors. Afraid I haven't done much exploring outside." He gestured with one hand to the large windowed wall. As if to imply not just the courtyard of the temple, but of the planet-sized city itself.

Having grown up on a nearly barren planet such as Dantooine, Jei had never experienced anything like Coruscant. The bustling and packed cities, the diverse alien citizens. Or how stimulating it would be for his perception, to use his Force Sight to perceive not only the floors and walls of these grand structures, but also the hundreds of people who pass by him everyday. To say the least, it was a lot to take in.

Jei stuttered at Ahala's promise to see him again, "Y-Yeah!" He shouted out at her as she ran off.

He pressed himself behind a wall and tried to focus on Ahala and the small man with big ears, whom he had never met before. He heard their foots steps leaving each other and Jei couldn't tell exactly, but he felt as if the Master was looking toward Jei's hiding spot.

Jei shut his mouth tight until he was sure they had gone, and he let out a sigh. He ruffled a hand through his hair and chuckled to himself. Ahala could possibly become his first friend since coming to the Jedi, and he was ecstatic.

"Taking a break makes you lazy. And the lazy are the weakest." CT responds, taking off his helmet. He respects Rex, but the older clone was harder to sympathize with.

He doesn't like being commanded around by a child, but good soldiers follow orders.


That thought sends a pang through his head. He grimaces.

"I just really want to have something to shoot at."

CT-1009 shrugs before wiping off the interior of his helmet. "I just know that I shot up forty-six of the clankers."
He begins his routine gear check, starting by putting all of his weapon's power packs on their charger, except for the three he keeps on him.

He puts back on his helmet, then walks out of the room to go check on the padawans.

He first checks on Ezell, then, seeing her reading, decides to leave her alone.

He approaches them, Jei and Ahala, who are standing in the hallway.

"What all have you two done? Everything A-OK?" he asks politely.

Dessel grimaced under his helmet at the remark about the Jedi, silently agreeing.

"I'll go get her," He volunteers, then stands up and walks over to her room, knocking on the door when he arrives.

"Time to roll," He says. "We're here."