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Kieran was hoping that Ezra wouldn't ask him that question. Not just because now that he was safe, he felt humiliated at being so useless, but because the answer was even more humiliating. But he couldn't manage the energy to bluster. The missing girls were at the forefront of his mind. They...

Ezra. Ezra riding a snake. Kieran couldn't believe it. He was so stunned, so convinced he was about to die, that he burst into a hysterical fit of laughter before reaching a hand up to have the other Padawan help him onto the vexis' back. "I owe you... several," he chuckled. Because he owed...

All the stumbling wasn't helping. Kieran hung onto Ezra, but the pain in his leg was too sharp to focus on the calming presence of the Force, and without Thorne's super-hearing or any way to see, he constantly got his foot jammed on rocks or bone left in the vexis nest. And then he made the...

Blackness. Then a voice. Distant, like an echo in a yawning chasm. Then a cacophony of voices, all familiar to Kieran in some way but his hazy mind kept him from discerning who they belonged to. As he began to swim towards the surface of the fog, the other voices melted away until there was...

The next few moments of Kieran's life were among the scariest. He was once again confronted by someone asking him how he joined the Order. Was he just another orphan taken in? And he was, but it was much more complicated and involved things he didn't like thinking about. Things Kaisa often...

Kieran... was not sure what he was watching. Moments ago, if he had to guess who he would be trundling through the desert with, he would have assumed Liana. At least she had a personality. Now, though, between the girl playing with shit and the one who had gone from bubbly to glum in less than...

Yep. Kaisa definitely hated him. This ragtag group of misfits were more likely to get each other killed than find and gut any old Sith observatory. Still, a mission was a mission, and if Kieran went back to Ithor now, Kaisa would string him up by his earlobes and leave him to hang for a week...

Kieran sometimes wondered why his Master hated him. She got to go meet Emryc Thorne and deal with a Sith Lord and he got stuck roaming around the desert with Emryc's discounted clone and a girl who looked like she had been plucked right out of an outlet mall on the outskirts of Nar Shaddaa...

"No," Kieran cut in abruptly, only mildly enjoying all the double-talk. "Well intentioned though they might be, the board's slowness is precisely why we shouldn't involve them all right now. We just lost our most critical venture in the Rimworlds. That any of us have careers left after that...

Kieran did not like thinking about his family. Or talking about them. Mostly. He had spent the last eight years being told such attachments were to be let go of. That it could lead him down a darker path. So, he often became grumpy whenever he was asked. But this time there were no instructors...

Kieran already liked the direction this was going, though he was still a bit confused. Her requests bombarded him at a rate that was hard to keep up with; and the other Knight's questions only served to confuse him further. "I take it this 'venture' is outside the purview of the Council?" he...

Kieran still didn't know what was going on. His master's mental joke about using lightsabers was the first real bit of sense anyone had made since they arrived on Onderon. And he had a very distinct feeling that things were only going to get weirder from here. Thing king was, after all, not what...

Despite his childish peppering of questions, Kieran's master remained silent and deep in thought the rest of the way to the palace. Unfortunately, the further they walked, the more questions populated in his mind; but he resisted asking them openly. There would be a later time for that. When...

Kieran had heard nothing after the words 'wanted to go be a Jedi.' His eyes lingered on the bitter old woman, his heart suddenly soft and heavy for her. She looked nothing like his mother. She was older, and grief had carved a hardness into her features that his mother never possessed. She...

Kieran formed the third in a trifecta of Jedi who had escaped the devastation of Yavin IV mostly unscathed; and he was the group's only Padawan. It had maybe been weeks since the temple's fall? More? He couldn't tell. The passage of time had gotten away from him along with the place he had...

Kieran huffed. They were here to broker an alliance with the Iridonians and his master was posing him confusing riddles to solve. He folded his arms, tapping his finger against his bicep. Of course, the answer he wanted to give was to point a lightsaber at the two men and order them to cease. A...

"Yeah, well you're not exactly making me quiver with excitement either, cowlick," Kieran grumbled, following along behind his older companion. Tazlen might hold a higher rank than him, but Kieran wasn't about to hear it suggested that he wasn't worth keeping an eye on. He had once set an...

The Shistavanen might have capitalized on the chaos now ensuing, but Kieran had only ever had eyes for one target this whole battle: the wolf-Sith officer. Charging was exactly the wrong thing to do, because without the Force, the big bad wolf simply didn't have the speed to close the distance...

A smirk tugged the corner of Kieran's mouth. His senses were open to the Force, his awareness encompassing both the Shistavanen and his two surviving men. Cockiness roiled off of the Sith, so confident was he that he could defeat a mere Padawan. But Padawans had felled Lords before, and Kieran...

Well, Kieran thought. Orders are orders. He did his diligence, making sure his charges were up the ramp. It helped when another Knight appeared from within the belly of the ship to see them in (@ModernMarvel). Then he turned to his new directive. Distract the enemy. Which meant engage them, as...