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((OOC: This is a flashback for Saia. This event occurs shortly after her Knighting ceremony at age 16, whereafter she is assigned to train extremely basic skills to younglings and initiates))
Hello, I am Saia, Jedi Knight.... no that sounds weird. I am Jedi Knight Saia, you may call me.... supreme master! No, that's ridiculous. Madame Typhelon to you, whelp!! Hm... nah, Saia sighed as she thought to herself, her nerves getting the best of her. She wasn't sure how to introduce herself to whoever this girl 'Orphen' was, one of several young aspiring Jedi. She wasn't quite sure she was up to the task, if she were to be honest about it. She was used to being the pupil, not the tutor.
She paced outside of the room she was supposed to instruct the girl in, thinking of a thousand different subjects to teach, none of them quite appropriate. Determined not to let frustration get the better of her, though, she persisted to bore down a miniature circuit in the concrete as she thought, as if with every lap she was timing her pacing.
Nothing was quite right, though. She rubbed the temples of her head with her right hand, held aloft in the palm of her left, pausing in her tracks for a moment, distracted. She should have known better than to be distracted, to be mindful of the present, or to even meditate on the subject. But she couldn't help but play over her mind the way she felt when she had been admitted to a rank she had not thought to achieve for years. She was talented, or so Master Remy told her.
Many things had changed. Her friends were now cast across the stars, separated from her by what seemed like an eternity. The only constant in her life was the herself and, within that, the Code. That was something that comforted her mildly. She chewed on her lip, pushing the thought away before continuing her pacing.
Hello, I am Saia, Jedi Knight.... no that sounds weird. I am Jedi Knight Saia, you may call me.... supreme master! No, that's ridiculous. Madame Typhelon to you, whelp!! Hm... nah, Saia sighed as she thought to herself, her nerves getting the best of her. She wasn't sure how to introduce herself to whoever this girl 'Orphen' was, one of several young aspiring Jedi. She wasn't quite sure she was up to the task, if she were to be honest about it. She was used to being the pupil, not the tutor.
She paced outside of the room she was supposed to instruct the girl in, thinking of a thousand different subjects to teach, none of them quite appropriate. Determined not to let frustration get the better of her, though, she persisted to bore down a miniature circuit in the concrete as she thought, as if with every lap she was timing her pacing.
Nothing was quite right, though. She rubbed the temples of her head with her right hand, held aloft in the palm of her left, pausing in her tracks for a moment, distracted. She should have known better than to be distracted, to be mindful of the present, or to even meditate on the subject. But she couldn't help but play over her mind the way she felt when she had been admitted to a rank she had not thought to achieve for years. She was talented, or so Master Remy told her.
Many things had changed. Her friends were now cast across the stars, separated from her by what seemed like an eternity. The only constant in her life was the herself and, within that, the Code. That was something that comforted her mildly. She chewed on her lip, pushing the thought away before continuing her pacing.