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Kaylee Starsmore was in her quarters gathering everything that she might need for the mission that Master Skywalker had just tasked her with. Excitement coursed through her as she packed a bag for the journey. She made sure that she had her data pad and her med kit, as well as several sets of civilian clothes. Though Luke hadn't shared with her exactly what the mission would entail, she knew that the existence of the New Jedi Order was still a secret to most, and due to years of the Empire's anti-Jedi propaganda, the general view of the Order itself was [i]complicated[/i] at best. So she felt that it was perhaps prudent not to advertise her presence.

As she was placing the last of her things into a duffel bag, there was a knock at her door. She hadn't been expecting anyone, though she suspected that it may have been Master Skywalker coming to give her the final details of her mission. 

“Come in.” She called out to whoever had knocked. 

No sooner had the words left her lips than Horn and Rush both entered her room. Horn was what many people would consider a good looking man. Tall and powerfully built with long blond hair and a matching, well trimmed beard. Rush was was tall and wiry, with dark hair which was usually pulled back in a high ponytail and sported a short black beard.  As usual, both men were sporting their Jedi robes, Horn in his gray and blue wear, and Rush in his black and brown robes. 

[i]Wow, it didn't take long for word to spread.[/i] Kaylee thought to herself as she regarded her two friends.

“Sneaking off without saying goodbye?” Horn teased, a big grin plastered across his face.

“Not cool.” Rush chimed in with his arms folded over his chest and a look of mock disapproval on his face.

“No, not at all. Lu-Master Skywalker just kind of sprung this on me.” Kaylee told them.

“I'm happy for you. You're ready for this.” Horn told her. Coming from him, that meant a lot. Though they had grown close in the time that they've been training together at the Praxeum, Horn was more than just her friend, he was her mentor. He had almost as much to do with her training as Master Skywalker had, and his word carried a lot of weight. Hearing his words of encouragement helped to calm the fears that she had, the fears that she was not ready, that she was in over her head.

“He's right.-” Rush added. “-you're one of the best Jedi here, and you're ready to take the next step. You've got this.” Rush told her in a more serious way than his normal demeanor. 

“Thanks guys. Really, it means a lot.-” She said as she grabbed her bag and headed toward the door. “-but I have to get out to the landing pad, they're expecting me any minute, and I really don't want to be late to my first mission.”


A short time after saying goodbye to her friends, Kaylee made her way to the landing pad where she found the freighter that would be taking her on her mission with the recently arrived Jedi, Tyrell Omi-Ren. She tingled with anticipation as she made her way up the entry ramp, and she stopped just outside of the open door. Not wanting to surprise the occupants of the freighter, she announced her presence.

“Hello?-” She called to anyone inside the ship who might be nearby. “-I'm Kaylee Starsmore, I understand we have a mission.”