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Jamall was, perhaps understandably, nervous.
After all, this was the day that he was finally going somewhere in the Jedi Order. He was meeting his master, a Kel Dor man named... Oh, what was his name? It was Koru Arca, was it not? The cathar sighed and straightened out part of the simple tan tunic he was given to wear, as part of his padawan's clothing.
As he waited near the fountains in the main hall of the Jedi Temple, the cathar's anxiety was visibly seen in subtle twitches of his ears, though he otherwise kept himself calm and contained, his expression neutral as he stood beside the fountains.
Since some time had passed as he patiently waited for his master -whose rank was, curiously enough, not master but Knight- to arrive, Jamall eventually turned his back to the crowds of Jedi moving through the halls, and focused on the fountains, observing and admiring the way the water flowed through the intricate fountains to give himself something to focus on as he waited for Koru Arca's arrival.
After all, this was the day that he was finally going somewhere in the Jedi Order. He was meeting his master, a Kel Dor man named... Oh, what was his name? It was Koru Arca, was it not? The cathar sighed and straightened out part of the simple tan tunic he was given to wear, as part of his padawan's clothing.
As he waited near the fountains in the main hall of the Jedi Temple, the cathar's anxiety was visibly seen in subtle twitches of his ears, though he otherwise kept himself calm and contained, his expression neutral as he stood beside the fountains.
Since some time had passed as he patiently waited for his master -whose rank was, curiously enough, not master but Knight- to arrive, Jamall eventually turned his back to the crowds of Jedi moving through the halls, and focused on the fountains, observing and admiring the way the water flowed through the intricate fountains to give himself something to focus on as he waited for Koru Arca's arrival.