[center][h2]~| The Jedi Temple on Coruscant |~
~| Day 1, 11[sup]th[/sup] hour |~[/h2][/center]

Shiri wasn't really paying attention to anything in particular as she walked through the various halls of the Temple, the symbolic tranquility of the grand structure she stood in lost on her as her thoughts kept her focus inward. She was aware of her Master walking ahead of her and her fellow Padawan, Cerria, but if they were speaking to her she did not hear them, would not hear them over the volume of the worries she felt. 

A full week. It's been a week and she's heard nothing? Did it normally take this long for the council to decide something so... simple? The only reason they wouldn't have told her yet is because she failed, right? Shiri shook her head violently, attempting to shake the negative thoughts from her mind and leave them there in the middle of the hall to be trampled by every other person in the temple. This is the first time they've been back in the temple since she took the trials, the Council must just want to tell her their decision in person. Time passing isn't automatically a bad thing. "No news is good news" they say, but that saying was still a little off. 

More like, "No [i]bad[/i] news is good news."

She was pulled from her thoughts as the building shook violently around them, and just as she sensed the presence of the Dark side invading the temple, she began to hear the sounds of fighting from the Temple's entrance. She barely glanced at her Master before drawing her lightsaber and taking off through the halls, running towards the nearest Sith she could sense.