Grand Audience Chamber

As alexis had stepped forward, my ignited saber was lowered to point to the ground, as was the same with most of the jedi, but as the blade was cut, I raised it up once more… breathed a calming sigh, and extinguishing the blade. As many of my brothers began to converse amongst themselves, I took care of business that I needed to clean up before I joined the party.

First off, I ventured over to the side where some of the guests had left gifts for the new knight, or Totems symbolizing a strong memory the two shared. I placed down a small Box that bore resemblance to the Vault that was given to Luke Skywalker containing the famous copy of “The Jedi Path”. however this vault was smaller. inside was a velvet pad containing a unique Jedi credit and a crystal. The crystal did not glow when in the pad, but after being meditated with would give off light with the same hue as Alexis’ aura. If Alexis was curious and removed the padding that held the two objects, a letter sealed in wax with my own crest would be found.



After placing the vault on the table, I bent down to remove a storage case that had been tucked under the cloth adorning the Table. I then made it my duty to collect my crafted sabers from the honor guard and place them into said case. as I collected the last one, I walked the case over to Masters Jade and Rawkill, setting the case before the Ewok master, quite aware that by necessity, the case was bigger than the Ewok master himself was. giving an honest smile I spoke

“Master Rawkill, these lightsabers should be transported to the archives and placed in the care of Council of first knowledge. Although these are mere replicas, I made sure they had the same intensity as the originals making them just as lethal as the originals if they fall into the wrong hands.”

As waiters passed around our trio once more, I plucked the lone flute of amber liquid from his tray and gazed at its contents for a moment before taking a sip. The flute was especially placed there to deal with my Instramtan alcoholic intolerance.

“May ashla be with both of your spirits this day. Please excuse my drained demeanor, I have spent too many weeks attempting to figure out ways to shed the shadow of the former administration while trying to make the praxeum a worthy choice for parents of force sensitive children.”

Realizing that i would prefer to be moving about rather than fidgeting in one place. and realizing that master Jade had promised me a small audience to state my LATEST appeal to her before she left to return to Corellia, i elected to roam about the room to chat with other people, just peaking in. but when i neared Adria and Kel’al something peaked my interest. the talk of straighter shop. one of the downfalls of owing a business as a means to support myself and not rely on any stipend from the jedi order came with curiosity and a child like nature any time new ships came out. It wasn’t that i viewed myself as greedy, but rather i wanted to know how every bit of tech worked, and how pressing the cogs together made the difference between a turning pile of smoldering cogs, and the sleakest ship that i could build. taking a calm breath in a pushed toward the trio

“Mind if i join the conversation?”

Alexis tucked the small gifts Diamonte had presented her with into her belt pouches and picked up at glass of deep amber Corellian Ale.

"To you, Dav, and all the others who should have been here," she whispered before draining the glass and setting it down on a nearby table. As the official part of the ceremony was over and it was time to mingle she headed over towards Adria and Master Raganella. Even from where she was she could tell that Adria was talking about her x-wing from the way her face had lighted up. And that was a topic that Alexis herself was deeply passionate about. She loved her NineDee and her astromech. In a way, they were her link to Dav. And she hoped Adria would consider becoming part of the new Jedi fighter squadron: Phoenix.

"It's good to see you up and about, Adria," she greeted the other woman, with a slight bow to Kel'Al, "Master Raganella. Thank you for coming. How are things with the Corellian Academy?"

As i approached the duo Adria extended hand, one i immediately shook and smiled at her , but before i could utter a word in, Her droid spoke up. my comprehension kicked in and it was as if i could hear the droid speak basic



hearing the speak i loosed my hand from the grip and knelt down so that i was at optical receiver level on the droid, placing the hand that shook Adria’s on the right leg of the droid, speaking my response in Droid speak to show respect for the droid. unless Adria or Kel understood the language, it would just sound like blips and clicks to them.


Standing back up my demeanor changed to a self conscious one. it was not that i did not respect the office i held, but It felt to me like too much left brained busy work. I didn’t have pride in my station because i felt it was my “Duty” to fill the position until someone more qualified came in.

“Welcome back to Yavin, Lt. Doran. I am Diamonte Tuhlute, Jedi Artisan and the …err… interim Headmaster of the Yavin Praxeum.”

trying to find an out, i tried to circle the conversation to what drew me toward the group

“and if i may join in, As of right now, I am working on some of my on designs, as they provide a much needed right brain stimulation. I have a rebuilt and redesigned Delta-7 that i am trying to rebuild into a beta model since the one my partners had built for me is currently Lost in space with Master Matango… and there is this other project, not even sure if it will take into a build. I have been studying the evolution of the X-wing line, and just allowing myself freedom to experiment with some X-wing models…”

I smiled as Alexis approached the group, unaware if anything i had just said would have triggered something in her

Kel laughed, and shook his head slowly at the droid's comment. "Clearly, you have never seen mischief like Sev's mischief." He smiled down at the droid. "If he were up here, we would not be laughing, because it would take us a week to repair the damage." This was hyperbole, but only just barely. Sev's paint closet adventure in the hangar at the Corellian Academy was the stuff of legend, and the flight crews had never let Kel'Al hear the end of it. Someday the droid's clumsy streak was going to end catastrophically, but until then, his private reign of terror would evidently continue whenever he left the cockpit of his master's starfighter.

His attention returning to Adria as she spoke of home, a slightly wistful look entered the Jedi Master's eyes. "Things have been quiet ever since we repelled the Sith attack last year, but our enemy is still out there, so we must be vigilant." He paused, considering whether to specifically mention Seleevan Khar by name, but decided against it. His request for vigilance and information had not been made to the entire Jedi Order yet, but the High Council and his close friends were aware of his concerns. That was enough for now. "I haven't been home very much in the past few years myself, so I only know about the major events."

Master Raganella returned the bow solemnly. "Congratulations, Knight Karidian." He replied, trying out her new title to see how it sounded. It sounded awesome. "It was my pleasure. Knighting ceremonies always energize my soul and remind me that I'm part of something much larger than one Jedi or one Academy or one lifetime." He let that philosophical comment hang in the air for a moment before continuing. "Everything is quite well at the Academy, at least, last I heard. Master Jade would know best, as I haven't been home much of late. We are a little short on instructors perhaps, but that is nothing new. Our numbers ebb and flow, and they will increase again."

It really seemed that the Force was guiding every action and conversation today. It was as if a curtain was being pulled back on a more active realm of Jedi pilots and starfighter junkies than he had realized existed. On his previous visit to Yavin, there had not been so much activity or interest in his project, and he had moved on, carrying his dream to other Jedi groups. That was not to say that he had rejected Yavin. Not at all. He knew Dragon squadron was a worthwhile ally for his goals. But he had not formed the same connections. And that, he supposed, was because the time was not right. The Force wanted him back on Corellia, so that he could assist the Sand Panthers in their time of need. Now, with that incubation period complete, he was ready for the next phase.

"It's good to see you again, Master Tuhlute. And you don't waste any time getting to business, do you? I like that." Kel's blue eyes twinkled as he extended a hand to the interim Headmaster of the Yavin Praxeum. "Perhaps you can show me around your shop after we are done here? I would love to see what you are building. I have some experience with ship design myself, through my connections to the Corellian Engineering Corporation, although I did not do the fabrication myself." Some of his jovial tone had waned as Diamonte mentioned Master Matango. Ade was lost? He'd missed that update. "And what happened to Master Matango? I have been off the grid for months. It seems I missed something."

“The last amount of Data I was able to pull off of the chip was it was transmitting from the Unknown region. beyond Lehon… the last report was hyperdrive warming up for a jump in the direction of Lwhekk… and then nothing, not even a mid-flight transmission to signal successful jump. … and with the sector of space he is in, the Sat relays are few and far between.”

switching my mind from talking about Kateki to discussing my own creation, my brow furrowed… I had heard that there were some squadrons attempting to form. Alexis here on yavin doing something new, the sand panthers trying to reform…. perhaps a third, but I had not heard of it.

“Everyone has their own preferences, it speaks volumes to your character that you would prefer a ship that can engage and win conflicts with Superior Weapons And Tactics as opposed to simply being able to use speed and trickery to get the upper hand. …”

I smiled that sight unseen the Correlian master wanted to order a number of my craft. the smile turned wibbly when Adria also expressed interest in flight testing the ships… it wasn’t that I didn’t know the pilot’s credentials, but rather I wasn’t sure on how to maintain both ships.

“… alas, I only have the two. I have a group willing to fabricate for me on an under the table basis… but considering the first model is in parts unknown, and the owners position in the reforming Mandalorian Alliance, It has been a hard time to get commitments for fabrication. …if only YFE hadn’t folded, am I right?…”

I paused, a twinkle in my eye. the two fighters rose from their landed positions and flew around for a moment. when they had finished circling the group ‘Ao-sei’ landed in Kel’s hand while ‘Aka-sei’ attempted to land in Adria’s. as I spoke, I felt like the wise grandfather, explaining why each child got the present they did… even though one of the “children” was older than I was.

“however, there is a reason many jedi refer to me as the foremost expert when it comes to the creation of tech. Ms. Doran I believe in this scenario, you would be a better fit with Aka-sei faster engines, good hyperspace rating… weapons could use a touch up… and Master Raganella, if you want a special ops fighter, I would recommend Ao-Sei. it isn’t as fast as its younger sibling, but that is due to me testing out a new and lighter maneuvering engine as the main. it should allow for more flexibility and of course, I included more weapons capabilities. as for me, I suppose my only course of action is to take the data I have from your ships to fabricate a new model for myself… ah, woe is the life of the dreamer with the touch to drag his ideas from the clouds down to reality.”

the last bit went on I could feel myself turn towards authoritarian in nature from the jovial ‘woe is me’ quote I just finished.

“now please listen up. you are free to modify the ships as you need to fit your particular preferences, but since these are still prototypes, I must insist you keep records of EVERY adjustment you make to these star fighters down to changing the coolant, to a one-eighth turn of a sprocket. in addition, I must insist upon a personal inspection of the crafts every 2 months. whether in person or by holodroid. If I go to Kuat and expect to buy permissions to build a new model of starfighter that draws inspiration from the Delta and Eta star fighters of the clone wars, all my evidence will need to be in order. are my terms acceptable?”