[center][h2]Talia Je'and-The Citadel, Mandalore[/h2][/center]

"She's gonna kill me, she's so gonna kill me!" Wearing her favorite cyan dress with its pair of matching heels, Talia Je'and ran to where she was supposed to meet with her sister and their friends to go out and enjoy a night of rest after they'd all gotten back from a rather long series of escort and guard missions making sure that Mandalorian Republic's transports and cargo ships made it to their destinations with as little raider interaction as possible. Of course, the threat of lightsaber-y death wasn't always enough to convince pirates there was safer prey and so a few corpses had to be made before they left the ship alone. Right now, however, she was more worried about how her sister was going to react to her tardiness.

To be fair, as she dodged around a pair of Padawans talking excitedly about the Founding, it wasn't entirely her fault. She had been in a section of the archives and had simply lost track of time while reading about the history of the Jedi with that of the Mandalorians. Admittedly, it wasn't as great as her initial research had suggested. It was the Jedi Knight Revan who'd broken the Mandalorian push during the Mandalorian Wars and while the clans held Revan in high respect, it had set the Mandalorians to have several more clashes with the Jedi over the next several centuries. From what the young woman could find, those conflicts had been incredibly bloody and cost both sides more lives than the previous wars.

Caught up in her reminiscing on her findings, Talia only barely managed to avoid another group of Jedi. One conflict in particular during the course of the Mandalorian Wars had always interested her, and that was one of the final battles, that of Malachor V. Rumor had it there were still lots of ships, both old Republic and Mandalorian, floating in orbit around the world and she'd always-"Watch our, young Je'and!" Startled, she barely managed to stop herself before crashing into another Jedi, this one being none other than the librarian Airus.

"Master Airus, I'm so sorry! I was caught up in going over my findings in my head, I might have let my awareness of my surroundings slip. Combine that with being in a rush to meet up with my twin sister, and, well," Talia smiles sheepishly, "again, I'm so sorry."