Open [Yavin IV] Planting the Future

[Vayla Mirana]

Spoiler: Music OOC

It was morning in the garden of the Jedi Temple on Yavin IV. Bright and early, Vayla had assembled herself from her quarters, slipping on her white robes and enjoying a hot cup of tea. She had neglected breakfast, wrestling with herself whether she was hungry to begin with, deciding that she would eat later if need be. Seaweed soup, a staple of home, sounded swell, but not as swell as soil.

Rising sunlight greeted her as the Pantoran walked into the day, exiting the temple with her hood down to pull hair behind her ear and enjoy the kind of warmth that soup could not give. It would become a hot day but bearable, particularly with the wee hours of the morning still creeping in. Some Jedi would still be sleeping while others were already up and about.

The garden was a world within a world and away from others more; a jungle beside a jungle. Flora native to Yavin were planted about: octogave, kibo, clawthorn, blueleaf; the latter a common commodity for those like Vayla who enjoyed brewing tea from it. There were yet some exotic growths: majie and leac, either to be respected from a distance; the cyperill tree, known for its endurance; the Arboray tree for its shade; and the sornagalip fungus for its vibrant glow.

Altogether, all as one, the trees and bushes, flowers and fungi, came together to create a living and breathing spectacle of green and blue, purple and yellow; wet stems and dry bark; creeping vines and crowning branches; pulsing light and dimming leaves. A world within a world? A world away from a world…

Vayla sighed as she paced to the center of the garden and found her spot. The soil was rich, the space ample, nestled between two shrubs that would not interfere but would instead herald. She knelt down, withdrew her seed, and planted it. The future would follow.

 

[Soren Rel]

Soren had come to the Gardens for the same reason most Jedi did, to find their center. Sunrise wasn't particularly early for a Jedi but it was still a quiet area.

He made his way through the different paths to one of the more remote places in the Garden. He had often come here to meditate. Finding balance was more important than ever these days. It was far too easy to get caught up in the current of the goings-on of the galaxy. He had been guilty of that as of late.

Soren rounded the corner, coming to the clearing he often came to only to find someone already here. He paused, not expecting anyone to be out here. The wind rustled through nearby branches as he took a step away. When noticed, he would lower his head. "Sorry for disturbing you, I had not expected to see anyone out here," he said turning to leave and find a different spot to meditate.

@Die Shize

 

[Vayla Mirana]

Spoiler: Music OOC [Recurring]

It was easy to forget oneself when you had forgotten that there was a world around your own. Sure, it would have been just as easy to escape into the wilds of Yavin, to get lost in the jungle, and truly no one would be around to bother you unless you bid them the welcoming.

Well, Vayla had not elected any such endeavor this morning. She was content, even happy, with taking to the bounty and beauty of the Temple Garden, keeping to herself while not isolating herself, and if she ever had a chance to analyze what any and all of that meant then she just might write a book.

“Hmm?” The Knight cocked a brow, turning her head in the direction of the voice. The last thing she had expected in her search of solace and sanctum was to be disturbed...but the pursuit of the former had all but rendered the latter a welcome invasion.

“It is no disturbance,” Vayla smiled. They were indeed in a clearing that catered more to lonesome wandering more than uniform gardening. Though, the sight of another would-be loner beside herself was suddenly comforting.

“What did you expect?” She rose from her knees, caressing the soil in her hands as dirt drifted from her grip and upon the grass. “If not anyone, then perhaps something?” Vayla tilted her head, musing, and certainly not interrogating. “Maybe something as simple as to...get away?”

@Raydo

 

[Soren Rel]

He should have just backed away without saying anything. He likely wouldn't have disturbed her. He wasn't sure why he had said something. He had been distracted as of late, which is one of the main reasons he even found himself out here.

Soren returned a warm smile, shifting slightly as he turned back towards her fully. "I suppose I don't know," he answered truthfully. He had more or less wandered back this far. "Perspective I suppose." he continued.

"Or if not that, a nap I suppose." he added jokingly. He was tired, since he had returned from his last mission sleep had eluded him. "You are Vayla Mirana, no?" he asked. While there were certainly Jedi had not personally met like this woman, the Order was small enough to know most by face or at least reputation. "Soren Rel." he said bowing his head in greeting slightly.

"Its a pleasure. Mind if I sit?" he asked.

 

[Drastus Drahr]

Drastus had a daily regimen. One that involved a lot of working out and being in nature. It.. brought him peace and comfort. He had questioned his position in the Order many times over the last months. It had brought him a solace that he desperately needed when both Xi and Lani were injured, and one he needed even more with the loss of Master Tionson. But the passing was getting easier and his friends were mending, now it was his time. He had a few days to kill before he followed a lead to Naboo, so he was just enjoying life.

He wore lighter clothing for his jog, shorts and a sleeveless jerkin. The jerkin had been unzipped during his run as the morning quickly began to heat and so he followed his next daily ritual: a stroll through the gardens. It had been apart of his daily run since they arrived on Yavin, though the longer the Jedi stayed, the more they converted into a garden. He didn't mind it really, as it was all nature and all beautiful, so he kept coming back.

Cruising though the trails, he would come from the same direction Mirana did, standing opposite of Rel. Kriff. He had felt like a pariah amongst his own, coming under scrutiny for something he had no true control over. Stopping dead in his tracks he would try to turn quickly, definitely bringing attention to his presence.

@Raydo @Die Shize

 

[Vayla Mirana]

Spoiler: Music OOC [Recurring]

Vayla thought little and less of her counterpart’s initial response. If the tables were turned, if she had been the one seeking solace and silence only to stumble on someone else in her spot, so to speak, then what better answer could she have given except not much of one at all?

That, though, put the Jedi at ease, and the feeling was hopefully mutual. There was little to hide out here in the garden unless someone was wholly adamant in keeping hidden. As much as Vayla valued her privacy she just as much valued her company. Right now the latter amounted to just one other person. She could handle that.

Nap? Sounds lovely. Vayla smiled. She had only recently woken up, of course, but it would be difficult to stay awake in the warm light of the day in a garden like this. The fantasy was replaced with reality just then as the other Jedi spoke the woman’s name.

It was no secret. Vayla had said and done enough, traveled far enough, to be recognized as much as the other; yet, this particular Pantoran had a practice of keeping her operations in the shadows. Mostly, at least. To that end, she did not know of others as much as they might know of her.

“Please do, Soren Rel,” Vayla gestured toward the grass. There was no bench and the two Jedi appeared to be of one mind in finding no fault with that. “I shall sit with you.”

So the two sat, and perhaps they were further of one mind in simply sitting and searching the garden with their gaze as hundreds of plants and thousands of blades of grass spoke to them without ever speaking.

@Raydo