[center]~| The Jedi Temple, Day 1, 11:50 GST|~ ~|Xid|~[/center] The temple was quiet and serene. It was the first thing Xid realized when he walked through the pristine rooms, his eyes casually brushing and absorbing the current residence. His home since youth. It had always been this way for as long as he could recall, but it was the first time he actually acknowledge it. The ambience was something to enjoy for the first time in a long time. On grasping this, his mind filled with memories. Many of his fondest recollections ranged from quiet meditations with Koren in the tranquil gardens to disarming sparring sessions with Som, even time passing conversations among Tolun company and Olon's inquiries over his latest accomplishment. Most of this occurred was during the recent weeks while he was awaiting reassignment. any time not left among his own mind, stewing over his past, was something he appreciated. He moved through the marble pillars and modest design, making his way through the hollow hallway while each footstep echoed back to him. Xid felt like each sound was mocking him in some strange fashion. Doubting his worth in passing the trials as his fingers wrapped tightly about Navi, his custom droid noting the tension. His grip was tight enough it turned his cut knuckles white from the worry filling his thin frame. Though he wasn’t a padawan now, Xid doubted greatly that he looked the knight’s part and continued to force his pace into a steady and slow one. They were a matter that stirred lacking confidence in his ability the longer he reflected on them, though Sela was among the many to congratulate and assure him otherwise. It was impossible to to pass unless one earned it, wasn’t it? He sighed softly, feeling his droid stir to life within his grip and cause him to look downward at Navi. The little machine had retracted his lithe, recycled legs. Stretching them out then wiggling them, it was a signal for him to let his companion down where Navi could move independently. Xid knew holding Navi when he didn’t want to be was pointless because the little bot would’ve wiggled and squirmed his way loose, getting his way in the end anyways. Sighing to admit defeat, he grinded to a halt before bending down to release it. When it finally touched down, Navi immediately zipped out of his grasp. At the sudden movement, Xid’s eyes widen and his body jerked upright allowing the droid free range. The little thing merely swiveled about to face him. It whirled and click in a series of sounds causing Xid to tilt his blond head, giving a small frown at it. Most Jedi didn’t have had a clue what the small bot was saying, but Xid knew well, even if it helped he was the droid’s creator. At abrupt display, the knight forced a smile to throw off the droid’s concern, putting it at ease. “Nothing’s wrong. I’m just… well, nervous about my first upcoming mission alone.” Another bout of clicks, whistles, buzzes and more followed his reply. It seemed the droid didn’t believe him in the least and he couldn’t blame it. Xid’s hand reached for his head back, ruffling the fine hair a bit, while debating on how truthful he would be. Not because he had something to hide, but rather the droid would never drop it if it found out. “I know, it’s not like I’ve never been alone before, but I've also never been a knight." Xid admitted when a gentle, motherly voice entered the conversation shortly. “Still as hesitate as ever, aren’t you my now young knight? When will you learn to fully trust yourself and know you are more able than you will ever realize fully?” At the sound of the new voice, his head jerked toward its source in surprise and shortly, on recognizing the owner, relaxed. His lips even pulled up into a relieved smirk when he spotted his old master. Sela Kythor, edge into the hallway from an adjacent one. It was a pleasant and unexpected encounter at seeing the past present itself once more to him. “Some habits are hard to break, Master Sela.” He uttered. The title’s mention was more due to proper etiquette than actual being her student, the sensation was strange and made him feel out of place. Mostly when ever he was in close proximity with her. Digging his nails deeper into his neck and scratching it, he continued the conversation. “I’ve only been a knight for two weeks after all and I don’t really feel any different than when I was your padawan. I expected…” “A greater feeling of accomplishment?” Sela kindly finished for him, allowing him to remain humble when Xid nodded. She shook her head, eyes closed briefly, and gestured for him to follow her. “Xid, you need to relax and stop being so down upon your skills, young one. It doesn’t do you any justice after all.” “I suppose not.” Sela let a motherly and tender smile linger over her mouth, her foot leading her to step next to him as she changed the issue at hand. “I believe this hallway leads to Knight Tolun Fi’s lab, doesn’t it? Are you aiming on visiting him today?” Before Xid could answer, a deafening roar rumbled through the temple. The force in the shuttle attacking the temple shook the foundations to its very core causing debris and rubble to fall from the roof. A large chunk cracked and fell, aiming to crush Xid into a red smear. Alarmed, Sela immediately centered her force into her palm then whipped her arm at his chest. Her own feet flipped away to barely clear the falling danger. Xid made a small cry when he slammed into the far wall opposite his old master. His lungs, once filled with air, released when the pain replaced it. Navi, however, was unharmed as it darted into the nearest vent for cover. Its buzzing and clicking sounds vibrating off the metal, tight space all the way. The kicked up dust started to fade as the force within the pair began to twist with a sick, uncomfortable feeling, the dark foreboding spreading throughout their being. Something was dead wrong. Xid coughed harshly to clear the dust and dirt from his chest, his body weakly bring himself upright once more, ignoring his back screaming at him with each movement. Propping his arm against the wall for support, his watery eyes had started to clear alongside the dust just in time to spot someone approach the pair. A red skinned Sith came into view, her steps bold and insulting, causing both Jedi’s head to snap into her direction. For the first time in Xid’s life, he actually spotted distaste on Sela’s expression. Her lips tightened into a frown and hand reaching for her lightsaber, eyes narrowed on the newest arrival. When her hand came to rest upon her hilt, her tone held little to no softness within as she addressed him. “Xid… I want you to get out of here.” To ensure he didn’t argue, her eyes turned to him. They were cold, hard and most of all, dangerous. It was enough to silence any protest Xid might’ve had and draw a nod from him. Wasting no more time, he started to move towards Tolun’s lab where he intended to gain help. He hoped they could manage to make it back in time, his figure vanishing shortly down the hallway, only looking back once.