Many species, one temple(zettrem5, Kinny, Zarkan)

[kindra]

It felt like she had been awake for the better part of twenty hours. To be honest she had lost count of the time, she had been in the library studying. No idea how long time she had been there but when then librarian kicks you out for being there for to long, she guessed it was about time to get some sleep.
As she slowly walked down the big stairs towards the Dining Hall she removed a lock of her dark red hair there kept falling down in front of her pale eyes. They where still to short, her horns to keep her hair away from her face, but that’s how it was with all Zabraks in the same age category as her, the horns would soon start to grow. It was part of getting near the age of thirteen. Like humans they reached puberty, but as they evolved like humans they would also have there horns grow out.

Reaching the Dining Hall she grabbed a piece of fruit and just as she was about to leave for her room and her bed which she almost could hear calling for her she remembered she had forgotten one of her reading tablets down in the training halls.

She sighed highly as she went over to the same set of stairs to walk all the way down again. The steps felt a lot higher then normal and she was sure there was like one million more then they had this morning.

As she was walking into the training area she heard the sound of light sabers clashing. Where people training at this hour of the day? But then again, she had no idea of what time at the day it was.
As she walked in she saw a Togruta boy reaching out to help up another boy of a race she was not sure of what was, but then again he had his head turned the other way.
Kindra walked in a small circle around them to be sure she didn’t get in the way. She finally reached the other end of the room and picked up her tablet.
As she was about to walk out of the room she got a strong feel for a break with meditation.
Making sure she would not get in the way of the two guy fighting she sat down on a pillow and closed her eyes, clearing mind trying to find that inner peace she really needed right about now.

[Zarkan]

Aser's arms burned as he once more brought them up to a defensive position, knuckle's white from his grip on his lightsaber's hilt. The young arkanian woman across from him drag the sleeve of her jedi robes across her brow before cracking a lopsided grin at aser. "When was the last time we sparred aserandan?" Aser's face crinkled into a smile as he called back his last spar with cydoia. "Last month I seem to recall putting you flat on your back."

"That's not how I remember that going." she shot back scrunching her nose up and twitching the blue light saber blade held in a resting fashion in her left hand.

"Of-course not you where soused at the time." Aser laughed at the wide eyed look flashed across her face.

"I was NOT!" cydoia shot back a blush growing across her face. Aser's grin just grew bigger before with a shrug of his shoulders he said. "I did tell you to lay off the wine." Aser gestured up and slightly right with the teal light saber clasped in his hands. The now thoroughly pink arkanian nodded her head quickly before moving her lightsaber to a ready position low and slightly to her left. Aser blanked his face before nodding to let cydoia know he was ready. With three short almost jogging steps the woman brought herself within striking range of aser and made a quick one handed slashing strike with her saber from aser's right side.

Aser had taken one step back and a step towards his left as she moved towards him. Dropping his left hand from the hilt of his saber brought the blade down to his right side deflecting the attempted slash to the right. Cydoia's momentum carried her trough past where aser had been standing and as she turned to face him he brought his saber up in a single handed upward slash which she deflected with a horizontal slash. Aser then used heavy two handed downward swing to push the arkanian backwards and off balance. Before she could regain her balance aser parried her saber before grabbing her saber arm just below her elbow with his free hand and driving his shoulder into her chest shoving her over onto her back.

Aser deactivated his saber while sucking in deep breaths before smiling down at Cydoia and smiling. "Yeah, last time went pretty much like this as well." Aser helped cydoia to her feet. "I think that's enough for now don't you?"

"Yes, I think so as well." she said rubbing her chest. "I think I need to remember your tendency to throw your weight around."

"Mayhaps you should." aser said as he turned from cydoia while slipping his light saber into the hook on his belt before walking towards a bench near the entrance and picking up two towels. Handing one to cydoia he wished her a good day and brought the towel up to wipe his own face. Aser threw the towel into a nearby hamper as he stepped out of the sparring room and into the relatively small side corridor of the training area. Aser narrowed his eyes slightly as a response to the brighter light out in the main hallway as he started making his way back towards the central part of the building in desperate need of a shower if his own smell was any indication.

As aser walked down the hall he peeked in the open training rooms to his self and right the sound of light sabers was always loud in this portion of the temple even in the dead of the night. Aser saw a pale young girl duck into a training room ahead of him. With eyebrow lifted aser moved up to the room the girl ducked into looking in he could see a young Togruta and a young Mon Calamari, probably padawans, sparring. He stretched his shoulder slightly as he moved to lean against the door frame. He watched as the mon cal struck at the torgruta's soft lower "flank". Aser watched as the torgruta jumped over the attack and flipped backwards onto his hands then back on his feet. Aser started to clap as the torgruta taunted his opponent. "Well done padawan. Need to work on your force jumps, but good none the less."

[kokash]

Deenar was glad when Gharassk dodged his attack, and told Deenar to be careful about that area. „Gharassk please, I was going easy on you. It is in my interest so you could have children some day, as there is a high chance of Force sensitives, future younglings.“ Deenar grinned and wanted to attack his opponent again, but his left eye noticed a Zabrak female with a pale skin and red hair, dressed in a darks red tunic and white undertunic. Judging by her height, she was a youngling. She also had pretty creepy grey eyes. The Mon Cal stopped his attack, as they might hit her, since they were jumping all over the place. The girl probably just forgot something here, as she picked up something and started making her way towards the exit. The boy wanted to surprise his opponent by some speciality again, but he still felt the girl’s presence in the room. He gestured to Gharassk to stop for a while and turned to the Zabrak.

„What do you ne…“ he said and then burst out laughing. The girl was sitting there on a pillow, meditating. Deenar found nothing funny about the girl herself or the meditation, it was the place where she decided to clear her mind. There were so many gardens and meditation rooms, but she chose a sparring room with two people training in it. Not the best place to concentrate. Her choice looked incredibly funny to the Mon Cal.

His laugh stopped as he heard someone else clapping and talking to Gharassk. His left eye looked at the source of the sounds and saw a human male with blonde hair and icy blue eyes. Not a bad color, Deenar immediately liked him. He was tall and without a padawan braid, so the Mon Cal thought he was probably a Knight or a Master. The human was leaning against the door frame and looking at them. The Mon Cal boy became quite unnerved, he didn’t understand why were there so many people. Maybe something serious happened? He politely bowed to the human. „Er, greetings, fellow Jedi. Do you need something?“

[Adobi-Wan Kenobi]

Gharassk chuckled at Deenar's response to his words when he felt several energies around him, at that same moment Gharassk's feelings where verified by Deenars's signal to hold on a while before continuing.

Gharassk twirled his training blade as he turned around to see what looked like a human knight level Jedi. Gharassk powered the blade offline and tossed it into the training sabers box, before raising one hand to the timer that was set when Gharassk and Deenar started their sparing match, shutting it off as well.

"Well done padawan. Need to work on your force jumps, but good none the less."
Gharassk chuckled as he raised a hand to his own real light saber and called it to himself and setting it on his belt,
You saw that did ya? Another chuckle came then he spoke again.
And i jump quite well, i just didn't have the few seconds to call on all the energy i would have needed.
He Looked about the room before walking up to the man leaning against the door way, Gharassk Sat down on the bench that was right next to the door and let Deenar come over as well.

After sitting he started looking around the training room and noticed how the people in it had changed a lot already, now some of the rings that where being used where empty and new faces where every where now, including a Zabrack Female who had chosen this room of all other places to meditate. There where rooms for that purpose, perhaps the force had guided her as it did to Gharassk so many times and she was just passing the time. Perhaps he was one of few that never heard of the rooms and just meditated where and when she it was needed.

He turned back to the Jedi in the door way and spoke,
Hope you don't mind but your entertainment needs to take a bit of a break. He let out another small laugh,
Can we help you with any thing?

[Foxfire]

Mal moved to the nearest training room from his. The day had been fast and full of trouble first off the led of the medical labs called Mal and asked him to take a resting leave while his hand healed. He guessed many was unnerved by his missing hand. He was not for fhe knew that with in the year he would have it back. Still he complied with the request and today was his second day.

But resting was not on his mind nor what he wanted he wanted to change his thinking from his sevored hand to something more productive. He was a bit put off with saber training even though he was left handed in this area. He wanted to draw the midiclorians to his healing and most of the time he found that by strenghtening inthe force made it possible. So here he was moving to the training room.

When got to the room much was happening many species were coming and going but for Mal his focus was just on what was in front of him and that was a Zabrak. He tried his best to move gently around the meditating Jedi. The sound of combat training was the next thing to assult his hearing. From the sound young ones it must have been going at each other. Taking a far corner Mal cleared it by pushing blocks half of his size away. Turning with his back into the corner Mal began to dive deep into the force and clearing his focus.

The three minutes it took he settle his mind by singing an old twi'lek lolliby. He then began stacking the blocks. Each block he moved with his left hand and stacked with his right stump. With out his fingers to give those slight correction made it harder. Still Mal could see good from not having them. In time he lowered his arms and just used his eyes and his mind to snatch, grab, lift and rotate to stack them evenly. Sighing he let the foce flow away for a few as he rested.

[kindra]

[OOC: ill post today so sorry for the hold up... personal problems, which resulted in a computer there got smashed]

[kindra]

Just before Kindra drifted away from reality, into the peaceful place she went when she was meditation, she heard a voice.

"Can we help you with any thing?"

Kindra looked up and break her focus to be sure that they where not talking to her, it would be rude not to answer them, and being rude was not something you could say about Kindra, most described her as a friendly soul with a big heart towards others, she was known to be talking to all the new younglings on there first days, making sure they were not to sad.

Slowly raising from her pillow she realized there now where new faces in the room then when she entered, and she could already see they had not been speaking to her, they where speaking to the human in the door, he was wearing armour, and looked like he was at least 20, and what more was, he was not a padawan, it was clear to see not only by age but by the fact of his hair.

Walking towards them Kindra made sure she had all she come for. But it looked like this Jedi most likely where the master of the two boys in front of her.

A strange feeling

It hit her without warning, what was this feeling? Was it sadness? Jealousy?

Why?


Why where she sad and even jealous? She would find a master one-day, she still had 4 years, there was no reason to be scared that she did not find anyone there would be able to train her. She was not the best in her class, but she was average, and she never got impatience, she always kept her head cool and focused, she was maybe not the best fighter, but there where other jobs for a jedi.

Shaken her head to push her thoughts to the back off her mind, she had no reason to be scared or sad, nor jealous, she had to focus on her studies. And it was about the right time to get some sleep.

She passed the youngling and the Padawan, she had to pass the Jedi to get out, she turned towards him and bowed as she was trained to, showing the rightful amount of respect for the elders, for them there had finished there training and already was out there saving the galaxy for all matters of evil.

She said with a low voice in her bow Master, it’s an honour to meet you, my name is Kindra Sunai. She would most likely had carried on the talk if it had not been for her white flower behind her ear felled from the ear and hit the ground.

How embarrassing, she could not even greed a fellow Jedi right without making a foul out of her self.


[OOC: sorry for the wait]

[Zarkan]

Aser inclined his head towards the three padawans as the spoke to him. "No, not specifically." he said with a shrug in reply to their question. "We've had trouble lately with some of the older padawan's convincing younglings." aser moved his hand palm up towards the pale youngling. "Like this one into spars. Several have been hurt so master Kevol asked me to keep a watch out." Aser scanned both of the padawans closely before smiling. "but I don't think you two are doing anything too untoward with her."

Aser stood awkwardly as the youngling greeted him. "Ah, no I'm not a master, but, ah." Aser jerked into a short bow. "Aserandan Mirthuralis, Knight and guardian." As aser straighten up he rubbed the back of his neck.

[kokash]

Deenar blinked with his blue eyes in surprise when the human introduce himself. Aserandan Mirthuralis. He didn’t know humans had such a weird names. What a shame the Knight wasn’t there to take him as an apprentice, but on the bright side, he wasn’t there to throw him out of the Jedi Order or to také him to the Corps either. At least he knew the human was a Guardian, and the Zabrak’s name was Kindra Sunai. ´The training room probably became too quiet for her when we stopped fighting.´ he thought as he saw her apparently trying to leave. The Mon Cal chuckled when the white flower behind her ear fell down on the floor when she bowed. Why was she even wearing that? Luckily, he didn’t need to worry about something falling from his head, so he bowed to the Jedi Knight.

„Knight Mirthuralis, I am Deenar Ica, a youngling. This Togruta, named Gharassk Ran, is a padawan. And actually, I’ve convinced padawan Ran to spar with me, just to practice our lightsaber skills. If I’ll get hurt, it’ll be completely my fault, but we have been doing well so far. We were very, very cautious.“ he looked at Gharassk with one eye, while keeping the other eye on Aser. The boy didn’t want Gharassk to have some trouble because of him. He hoped his pronounciation of the human’s weird name was right, and that the Knight didn’t see his unorthodox attack against the Togruta, as it might make him think he was a careless, aggressive youngling, which Deenar wasn‘t. Not like the Mon Calamari should care about it anymore, as he was going to leave the Order soon, so he might try to pull a prank on some Council member soon.

[Adobi-Wan Kenobi]

Gharassk sat fairly quiet for a few seconds while the conversation between the three went on, he noticed Master Mal Konti the Healer who had stitched him up after his duel with his former master.

His attention was brought to the for front however when the other female Zabrack youngling was trying to leave the room.
She dropped a flower from her hair as she bowed. So Gharassk who was sitting on the bench already was close to the floor, barley had to reach over to pick it up, well, he barely bent forward before using the force to call the fragile flower gently to himself.
He raised it to the Padawan whom had called herself 'Kindra Sunai', Gharassk spoke up now after raising the flower gently not to harm it as he knew how fragile they could be, his memories went to when he and Vance had worked together to heal a flower that was dead in the garden.
Kindra? You dropped this. He said with a slight tang of humor intended to hopefully lighten the girls mood as it was apparent that she was upset, or tired, or both.

((OOC---trying to get Kindra into the conversation a little bit.
Also sorry for shortness.))

[kindra]

sorry crazy start at Uni. ill be posting as soon as I get home (and post daily now, now I got time )