A Strong Foundation {C1}

[Dutch]

The sound of young voices bubbled in the air of a very large circular room. Massive windows lined said room, their view that of the city planet Coruscant as the rising sun bathed the classroom in gilded light. Filling the room were a large group of children of various species and ages, most of them looking to be younger than ten standard years. Some of the children played games with one another, slapping each others hands or prodding one another. The voices remained steady as a much older man stepped into the room. Large golden eyes scanned the room, and a slow, wet breath was taken by him. To be young again... thought the elder man. A couple of the children became silent as he entered, looking up at the Mon Cal. He quickly clapped his hands for silence, some of the kids squeaking in shock at the sudden sound.

The elder Jedi took in another shaky breath and put his left arm behind his back in the small of his back as his other hand came up to begin tugging gently at the whiskers that hung off his face. "Good morning younglings. I am Sage Master Ozzril Ackbar. Some of you may already know me, some of you may not. I am a member of the Jedi High Council, as well as the primary instructor for these classes." Ozzril started as he slowly paced in front of the class. He paused for a moment to cast an approving eye over the class. "For some of you, this will be your first class, others may have joined me before." The Jedi continued, nodding back at a few students who smiled at him. "I see we have a few younglings missing still- but that's fine, first things first. I would like to hear your names, as well as your thoughts about class. Scrii, you're the eldest child here, please start." Ozzril said as he gestured with his right hand to a female Trandoshan.

The orange skinned reptile nodded then uttered some hisses and snarls. A small floating translation droid floated among the students- very handy for those that couldn't speak basic- and then said in a slightly feminine tone "I am Scrii Sluuth, and you know me Master Ozzie, I just want to impress my future master, whoever they might be." Ozzril nodded and opened his mouth slightly, a Mon Cal smile. "Good Scrii, now just go in order from left to right, hopefully by the time we're done, we'll all be here." The old Jedi said as he went back to stroking his whiskers with a bemused expression. How wonderful the presence of young minds is... thought Ozzril as students went down the line, listing off names and dreams, wants, and fun facts about themselves.

[Sait]

Delvynn browsed the class with curiosity; she wasn't sure what to expect from the rest of them or even the teacher who seemed to be important. She had heard Master Ozzrill was a member of the council, so she figured he would be able to teach them a great deal of things. This would be an interesting class.

The first student was a female who introduced herself quickly and curtly. The second was a boy by the name of Hedorah, or Hedo as he called himself. A few other students introduced themselves before it was her turn.

Delvynn stepped forward with confidence. She knew none of the other students would realize she was actually completely blind, but Master Ozzrill would almost certainly notice. She stood before him with her eyes pointed towards the ground.

"I am Delvynn Caalaron, age nine. I've been at the temple for a good number of years. I've grown anxious at the idea of becoming a padawan learner, but I do not feel my studies have reached a high enough level at this current time."

The girl stepped back once more and awaited the rest of the students' introductions as well as the beginning of the Master's lessons.

[Dutch]

{OoC: Excuse the different posting style, trying the colored txt thing XD}

Ozzril beamed with pride as each younglign introduced themselves, a good stock by the looks of it. One student in particular caught his eye. A Miraluka... Thought the aged Jedi as he turned his left eye towards her. It was rare to see one, especially one so young and in the Order nonetheless. A few more students introduced themselves, the translation droid interrupting when needed with their grinding voice. He took in a shaky breath and nodded as the last student introduced themselves.

"Wonderful. It looks like we have a good group here. As this is the first day of class for this particular group, let me state some rules and expectations. One: You do not talk as I do, or as anyone else does. Two: We will meet here on the third day of every week, at sunrise just like today. Three: Come prepared, make sure you have your robes on right, and your training sabers cleaned and ready.

Otherwise, the only other rule is simply this: Pay attention- too many times have people been injured, even in training. And so, on to lighter topics. I have a question for you all, and I want you to think this really through- if you answer fast, you will run laps. My question is this: What makes a person- or a Jedi 'Great'?"

The Mon Cal opened his mouth slightly in a grin and placed his hands together. He was very interested in what they would say, as several of the younglings mentioned becoming great and powerful Jedi. Ozzril had a feeling he knew what would be said mostly, but hoped at least one of them would surprise him.

[Equb]

Equb ran inside the room late close to when Master Ozzril asked his question, panting very heavily his hand on his knees bending over slightly.

Master..I think...I know the awnser...

Equb stood up straight and began to speak.

I believe that its a person or jedi's greatest weakness...Sorry that I was so late master it seems that I oversleep it won't happen again master.

Equb went forward to introduce himself.He thought he was already odd enough so he wanted the class to know more about him.

My name is Equb Zekio, as you can see I am Ithorian, I'm nine years old, and I absolutley love the archives of the Jedi Temple, I believe I am ready for a master and to become a padawan but still no master or knight has picked me yet as it seems I may stick out as an Ithorian.

At this point Equb felt a bit embarresed and stepped back to listen once more to Master Ozzril so far, things weren't going good for him.

[Dutch]

{OoC: Ok, well, since that "randy" kid was a twit and quit, I'll allow you to just pop in Equb- but for future reference to others reading this, these classes I need to keep organized, otherwise we'll get like 5 younglings in a single thread, and that's... kinda nuts. So we'll roll with the three of us, and sorry for the lack of posting, my internet got shut off for a little over a week- but I'm back now

And I just realized it's not my turn to post, Sait, if you would, go ahead and I'll post as soon as I see that then.}