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Ja'inn was instructed to stay in the courtyard of the Enclave, much to his disapproval. The winter touch of Alderaan's Jedi Enclave is what made the place so exciting to be a part of. Ja'inn was very consistent when it came to punctuality, well sort of. His patience was growing thin, he itched his ear awkwardly waiting for his "new" master to come into the room.
Ja'inn was attempting to vision his new master, what he or she would look like, if he or she was friendly? So many questions, and so little time to think about them, his master would be here any moment. His patience was at near end, even though it had been about 5 minutes. He began to fiddle with his hilt, sitting down in the chamber, waiting.
Ja'inn was attempting to vision his new master, what he or she would look like, if he or she was friendly? So many questions, and so little time to think about them, his master would be here any moment. His patience was at near end, even though it had been about 5 minutes. He began to fiddle with his hilt, sitting down in the chamber, waiting.