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The Jedi Library of Ossus. There was no more fitting place in the Galaxy for one to seek information, especially if the information one was pursuing happened to be about a Jedi.
The Cathar known as Kayin Tendaji took short, brisk strides into the entry hall of the grand structure, steadily weaving through the bustling Jedi Hopefuls and Padawans filling the halls, along with various Knights and Masters. It unnerved him, being among so many Jedi, when he knew so little of his own past. For all he knew, he could be walking among those he once called his foe... Or, he could be walking amongst the very same guardians who had taught him in the ways of the Force.
He greatly preferred the latter thought, mostly because it meant he didn't have to fear loss of life and limb.
Tendaji's goal in the Library was straightforward: He wanted to know who he was. He wanted to know why he had the powers he held, why he was in possession of a lightsaber, why he was being pursued by bounty hunters. Maybe, if he knew, he could finally stop running from his past.
He was pleasantly surprised when one of the Jedi Archivists allowed him to use a terminal to search for information pertaining to himself, though it likely helped a great deal that he used the alias 'Kamua Tendaji', and claimed to be his own sibling, in search of his long-lost brother. While lying was not something he enjoyed doing, if it would bring him even a step closer to knowing who and what he once was, it would be worth it.
As Kayin settled into the booth in which the terminal was placed, he couldn't help but glance back over his shoulder once again to make sure no prying eyes were focused upon him. After he was certain that he didn't have anyone's interest, the cathar began his search for information. A cursory search for his own name yielded a list of around fifty individuals, half of whom weren't even in the Order anymore.
It took a few minutes for him to narrow the list down to include only Cathar males, which brought the number of search results down to just one. 'Tendaji, Kayin'.
He clicked on the search result, waited patiently as the information file about himself loaded... Then winced sharply as the screen flashed red, then turned to a blue background with the Jedi Order's emblem in the center, and a small bar just below the emblem informing him that he needed some kind of clearance to view the file.
"What in blazes did I do to prompt the Order to label me as classified information?" Kayin muttered to himself, running one hand through his mane as he stared dejectedly at the screen, at the same time wondering just what he would do now.
The Cathar known as Kayin Tendaji took short, brisk strides into the entry hall of the grand structure, steadily weaving through the bustling Jedi Hopefuls and Padawans filling the halls, along with various Knights and Masters. It unnerved him, being among so many Jedi, when he knew so little of his own past. For all he knew, he could be walking among those he once called his foe... Or, he could be walking amongst the very same guardians who had taught him in the ways of the Force.
He greatly preferred the latter thought, mostly because it meant he didn't have to fear loss of life and limb.
Tendaji's goal in the Library was straightforward: He wanted to know who he was. He wanted to know why he had the powers he held, why he was in possession of a lightsaber, why he was being pursued by bounty hunters. Maybe, if he knew, he could finally stop running from his past.
He was pleasantly surprised when one of the Jedi Archivists allowed him to use a terminal to search for information pertaining to himself, though it likely helped a great deal that he used the alias 'Kamua Tendaji', and claimed to be his own sibling, in search of his long-lost brother. While lying was not something he enjoyed doing, if it would bring him even a step closer to knowing who and what he once was, it would be worth it.
As Kayin settled into the booth in which the terminal was placed, he couldn't help but glance back over his shoulder once again to make sure no prying eyes were focused upon him. After he was certain that he didn't have anyone's interest, the cathar began his search for information. A cursory search for his own name yielded a list of around fifty individuals, half of whom weren't even in the Order anymore.
It took a few minutes for him to narrow the list down to include only Cathar males, which brought the number of search results down to just one. 'Tendaji, Kayin'.
He clicked on the search result, waited patiently as the information file about himself loaded... Then winced sharply as the screen flashed red, then turned to a blue background with the Jedi Order's emblem in the center, and a small bar just below the emblem informing him that he needed some kind of clearance to view the file.
"What in blazes did I do to prompt the Order to label me as classified information?" Kayin muttered to himself, running one hand through his mane as he stared dejectedly at the screen, at the same time wondering just what he would do now.