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Jedi Knight Larik Novan was on his back on top of his bunk. His datapad was held above him as the newly knighted Corellian looked over a message he had just gotten from the Council. He and another more senior Jedi Knight would be traveling to the less esteemed part of Coruscant to involve some reports of serious black market trading. Normally the Coruscanti Defense Force or Security Force could handle it, but reports had also been made about force users, lightsabers, and rare crystals being involved. While it was probably nothing out of the ordinary, it was a time of war, and one couldn't be too sure.
Larik had heard of Jedi Knight Fyston Sutsgy, but had never met the man in person. It was be an interesting aspect, working with a knight that he had never met, but Sutsgy had been known to be able to handle himself, and Larik felt confident in that report. Sighing, and content he knew all there was to know, Larik threw the datapad down on his bunk beside him jumped up. He dressed into his Jedi robes quickly, picking up everything he would need for the mission. His robes and lightsaber were it; he wasn't expecting to be gone for more than a few hours, and what else would he need?
Exiting the dormitories Knight Novan headed for the main hall of the Jedi Coruscant Temple, where he'd be meeting Knight Sutsgy. He was in no rush, and so the Jedi moved easily though the halls, looking at the bustle that surrounded him. There were Padawans, Initiates, and Knights scrambling around to do this and that; with the occasional Master moving through with purpose. It was odd to think that only a few weeks before, Larik too had been a padawan; but now he was a knight.
Jedi Knight Larik Novan of Corellian.
He liked that.
Larik had heard of Jedi Knight Fyston Sutsgy, but had never met the man in person. It was be an interesting aspect, working with a knight that he had never met, but Sutsgy had been known to be able to handle himself, and Larik felt confident in that report. Sighing, and content he knew all there was to know, Larik threw the datapad down on his bunk beside him jumped up. He dressed into his Jedi robes quickly, picking up everything he would need for the mission. His robes and lightsaber were it; he wasn't expecting to be gone for more than a few hours, and what else would he need?
Exiting the dormitories Knight Novan headed for the main hall of the Jedi Coruscant Temple, where he'd be meeting Knight Sutsgy. He was in no rush, and so the Jedi moved easily though the halls, looking at the bustle that surrounded him. There were Padawans, Initiates, and Knights scrambling around to do this and that; with the occasional Master moving through with purpose. It was odd to think that only a few weeks before, Larik too had been a padawan; but now he was a knight.
Jedi Knight Larik Novan of Corellian.
He liked that.