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Kira II Asteroid B219: Abandoned Mining Facility
His shoelaces danced about his steps, open-faced tan boots thumping lazy strides through the halls. The edges of his olive colored cargos, frayed, dragged under his heels. He scratched his chewed fingernails against his chest, catching stray threads of his shredded grey tank-top. He jiggled his white plastic watch loose from its pinched position on his wrist, subconsciously knowing he was a little late. He hefted his old, once neon green duffle bag strap up higher on his shoulder; his workout gear within. Windows to his left, from floor to ceiling, he ignored the great black emptiness of space. A placid drowsiness worn on his face, this padawan casually walked to class.
A C-4 unit stood outside an entrance, awaiting interaction.
"Hi. I'm Cappi Tremaine. I'm here for Knight Rendakus' class on-"
"Yes. Jedi Knight Rendakus. Class scheduled for commencement at 11:30."
"Right. Yeah, I'm late. I know. I'm-"
"Jedi Knight Rendakus has yet to arrive. I regret to inform you that Jedi Knight Rendakus' class has been suspended until further no-"
"Not here? Well what am I supposed to do? What about training?"
"I apologize, sir Padawan Cappi Tremaine."
"Don't. Don't call me that. That's weird. That's ew."
"I apologize, sir Tremaine. But-"
"Dude..."
"But without Jedi Knight Rendakus' presence, here, he cannot teach your scheduled class on Force application."
"Yeah. Got that. I get that part. I'm saying. What can I do now that I'm here? The shuttle ride here took forever. I'm here. I might as well do something. Is anyone else here?"
"I am here, sir-"
"Yeah. Yes. True. Yes you are. Right there. Lucky me. But is there another instructor who can sub? Or another student? Or was I the only one signed up to be here?"
"There is another student here, at the present time."
"Okay. Is this like twenty one questions? Can I phone a friend? Am I hot or cold? I spy with my little eye, something that starts with a let's speed this the f*ck up yeah? Where is this mysterious person? Can I train with them? Are they in the room behind you? Or did you drive them away with your spastic obscurities?"
"Padawan Shenzai Kosher is currently changing in the facilities behind you, down the hall, to the left. If you would like to use the gravity room, please also change into the provided attire and leave your belongings in the visitors' lockers. Please take a key from the vendor and-"
"Yeah yeah. Got it. Used a locker room before. Be right back. Don't bust a circuit breaker..."
Cappi turned back and plodded towards the locker rooms to change and to find this other padawan, this Shenzai guy. Maybe they could train together, and this trip wouldn't have been for nothing. So the door slid open, and shut behind him. His boots squeaked on the clean floors, announcing his entrance, and he walked around the corner looking to introduce himself and see about making a new friend.
"Hello? There a Shenzai in here?"
His shoelaces danced about his steps, open-faced tan boots thumping lazy strides through the halls. The edges of his olive colored cargos, frayed, dragged under his heels. He scratched his chewed fingernails against his chest, catching stray threads of his shredded grey tank-top. He jiggled his white plastic watch loose from its pinched position on his wrist, subconsciously knowing he was a little late. He hefted his old, once neon green duffle bag strap up higher on his shoulder; his workout gear within. Windows to his left, from floor to ceiling, he ignored the great black emptiness of space. A placid drowsiness worn on his face, this padawan casually walked to class.
A C-4 unit stood outside an entrance, awaiting interaction.
"Hi. I'm Cappi Tremaine. I'm here for Knight Rendakus' class on-"
"Yes. Jedi Knight Rendakus. Class scheduled for commencement at 11:30."
"Right. Yeah, I'm late. I know. I'm-"
"Jedi Knight Rendakus has yet to arrive. I regret to inform you that Jedi Knight Rendakus' class has been suspended until further no-"
"Not here? Well what am I supposed to do? What about training?"
"I apologize, sir Padawan Cappi Tremaine."
"Don't. Don't call me that. That's weird. That's ew."
"I apologize, sir Tremaine. But-"
"Dude..."
"But without Jedi Knight Rendakus' presence, here, he cannot teach your scheduled class on Force application."
"Yeah. Got that. I get that part. I'm saying. What can I do now that I'm here? The shuttle ride here took forever. I'm here. I might as well do something. Is anyone else here?"
"I am here, sir-"
"Yeah. Yes. True. Yes you are. Right there. Lucky me. But is there another instructor who can sub? Or another student? Or was I the only one signed up to be here?"
"There is another student here, at the present time."
"Okay. Is this like twenty one questions? Can I phone a friend? Am I hot or cold? I spy with my little eye, something that starts with a let's speed this the f*ck up yeah? Where is this mysterious person? Can I train with them? Are they in the room behind you? Or did you drive them away with your spastic obscurities?"
"Padawan Shenzai Kosher is currently changing in the facilities behind you, down the hall, to the left. If you would like to use the gravity room, please also change into the provided attire and leave your belongings in the visitors' lockers. Please take a key from the vendor and-"
"Yeah yeah. Got it. Used a locker room before. Be right back. Don't bust a circuit breaker..."
Cappi turned back and plodded towards the locker rooms to change and to find this other padawan, this Shenzai guy. Maybe they could train together, and this trip wouldn't have been for nothing. So the door slid open, and shut behind him. His boots squeaked on the clean floors, announcing his entrance, and he walked around the corner looking to introduce himself and see about making a new friend.
"Hello? There a Shenzai in here?"