The day was long, but the Academy made the day feel as though it was worth living. To this ever curious Padawan, life was only unique if you embarked on the challenges it threw one's way. Fortunately, for Edra, the Academy was full of fun and wild surprises. From prank knocking on the chamber doors of the Masters to using the Force to hop from hallway to hallway, Edra was certainly having the time of her life. An outstanding seventeen standard years, the Falleen had little years remaining before she'd be drafted or dispatched into service. The galaxy was vast, and, following the events of the war, ripe for anybody's taking. She had learned, through the grapevine, that the Grand Master of the Republic personally issued orders for the military to prepare for invasion. Several of them, to be precise. The Padawans would also need to be in shape and in line by the time the forces disembarked.
Edra made her way to the top of the ziggurat-shaped tower, overlooking the lush flora and fauna sprawling every which way from below. "Enjoying the view, Padawan?"
The coarse, but clear, voice startled her. She peered over her shoulder, and quickly got into formation. She bowed her head in deference to the weapons master. "Master, so good to see you. I, ah, was just admiring the rich landscape. Despite my time here, nothing beats this perspective of the living, breathing Force."
"Indeed. The Force flows through every sentient and nonsentient entity. The same beauty in which you see those plants...differs not from the same beauty exemplified in you and I. It's a matter of perspective. To truly understand it, however, one must do less roaming, as you've been doing for the past hour, and more observation--devoid of sound and sight."
Doing her best to withhold the facial outpour of shame and embarrassment, she responded with a meek nod. "Yes, of course."
"Now, we were told of some new arrivals to the planet today. They are to be directed here, where they, too, shall learn and expand their knowledge as you. Seeing as your time has been far spent up here, I believe it's time for a journey through the city. Take what provisions you need and begin your search."
New arrivals, recently landed, wanting to come to the Academy. Alright, it sounded simple enough. Racking her brain, she pondered what else she might need to know. Oh! Oh. How could she phrase this without sounding completely ignorant, as the master made her feel all too often? Hm. Word...word..word. She blinked, realizing the master's eyes dawned upon her own with an annoyed, confused look. To hell with the right words. "So, all I have to go off of...is 'new arrivals'? That could be anyone. What exactly am I searching for? Who am I searching for?"
"You will know when you know," the master remarked. Oh, how he had a way of making the slightly sensible senseless.
She responded with her usual fake, perky smile and the formal head nod. After the formalities, she rushed away, ready to tackle the city.
The city was always vibrant with activity. These people were happy people. That much he ad come to learn. Many workers at the Academy were in fact Ossus natives. Suffice to say, the Jedi employed and cared for these people as they did them. He offered friendly greetings to any beaming face who walked by. His journey for the unknown new arrivals had begun.
