Tantrum (Juzt/closed)

[Res]

After meditating in his quarters he decided that it was a fine time to go and train some before meeting with the Council. Tov had bound his lekku with his leather tie and was wearing only his undershirt and pants. He had forgone with his glove since he was in the Temple. The Twi'lek was become less and less self conscious about loosing his hand. Moving at a gentle pace down the hall toward the lift.

The training facilities where several floors below the living quarters. Stepping inside he reached up and caressed the crystal that hung around his neck. After a few moments the lift came to a stop and the purple Jedi stepped out. His soft souled boots made no noise as the met the marble floor. Gliding down the flight of stairs he started to hear the humming at many sabers. He could sense that there were all level of Jedi in the training rooms.

Tova'nas had round the last corner before the entrance to the room. He had brought both of his sabers so he could practice his duel wielding. The master had convinced himself that that was the key to getting the upper hand in a duel. Master Tov reached the door the the training room and was about to enter.

[Juzt]

Rieko was in a foul temper. It was a shame as the day had started off so promisingly. A good breakfast, followed by learning a few more tunes to play on her Kloo horn her absolute pride and joy. However, from there things had begun to decline rapidly. Reiko had heard of a most important mission that the Council were looking for volunteers for. She had of course volunteered however, they had declined to send her as it was mission requiring 'delicacy and subtlety'. She had angrily stomped away from the chambers with those two words ringing in her ears.

“What is not subtle or delicate about me?!" she said to herself while repeatedly kicking a wall and hurting her foot. She swore loudly and colourfully in the Wroonian language. Her blue skin flushing violet around her cheeks. There was no doubt now that her day was ruined and only one thing would fix it. Training.

She had made her way to the Training rooms, and spent her time running through the basics of Ataru and expanding from there. This worked for a while, however eventually one of the other young Knights wanted to spar with her, a tall and powerfully built Zabrak. However, this Zabrak seemed to know exactly how to deal with her he just defended until she had exhausted herself then he tripped and disarmed her. He had smiled kindly and started offering tips which only increased her anger more, it was coiling in her stomach and she felt the urge to cut his smiling face off. She tried to calm herself by reciting the Jedi code in her head... but when had that ever helped anyone.


Eventually she stormed out, perhaps she should go to bed and start the day again. She swung the door open viciously not noticing or caring that someone was behind it.

[Res]

The door opened and Tov ran straight into a blue figure nearly knocking him down. After gaining his composure he looked at the person that was exiting the room. It was a young Wroonian, by the look of her a knight. She also didn't seem to be in such a good mood. Tov could relate to that all too well. It was months before he could look at his hand without anger starting to rise in him.

"I am sorry young one. I didn't see you there."

The Twi'lek said as he looked down at the Wroonian female. Taking a deep breath and scanning her face one more time. Seeing her cheeks flushed and the expression of frustration that was appearing on the other Jedi. As a Master it was Tovs duty to guide the younger Jedi to learn to let go of there anger and frustration.

"What seems to be the matter?"

Master Anas said in a calm and collected voice.

[Juzt]

As she came storming through the door she spotted out of the corner of her eye the twi'lek with purple skin, a crystal swung on his neck as he regained his composure. She had always liked Twi'leks, as in her opinion their voices carried a clear lyrical quality. It often made them good singers in her book.

However, then her annoyance grew he apologised for her knocking the door into him. It was her fault, the silly idiot. She was about to turn and walk without acknowledging what he said. When he asked what was wrong. She dismissively waved her hand in his direction.

“Leave me alone.”

It was rude, but right now she did not feel like sharing her problems with someone else. She was not the type to share, her problems were her own. Of course despite all of her arrogance there was a secret little bit of her that felt she did not deserve to be a Knight. This was the bit telling her not to seek help. If she was a Knight she had to deal with things on her own. There was no longer another Jedi there to clean up after her mistakes and point out where she could fix things. Reiko so being a Knight as the ultimate independence, and because of this she had to be independent herself.

Had she concentrated and calmed for a moment she might have noticed that this Twi'lek was a Master, but she was flustered and heading back to her room.

[Res]

Tov stood there for a moment his eyes blinked a couple times. He had never had a younger member of the order be so rude to him. After thinking about what he was going to do. The Twi'lek made his way after the Wroonian. Catching up to her placing his hand upon her shoulder and spinning her around.

"You must not know who I am. I am Master Anas, as my duty as a Master. I can help you deal with what is troubling you."

He was going to let her redness slide for now. It was only once and it was kind of understandable but in a way it also wasn't. Motioning to a bench that was in the hall. Anas moved over and sat down waiting for the Knight.

"First, lets start with you name young one."

[Juzt]

She did not need to be coddled and this what she saw it as. She was a Knight not a Padawan or youngling it was her duty to be self reliant. Deal with problems by herself on her own terms. It was sweet of him to try and help but annoying also and she was determined to deal with it herself.


“My name is Reiko Shae Master.”

She spoke carefully and more respectful now she knew what he was but she would not be intimidated by his position. She remained standing despite his invitation to sit.

“Nothing is wrong Master, it has just been a long day.”

Again she spoke slowly and carefully to help keep her temper in check.

“Now if you don't mind I have things to do, and I am sure you're busy.”

She nodded respectfully and turned to leave fully determined to do so.