A sweet blonde teen sits and meditates in the Dantooine Jedi Enclave. Several Jedi are gathered and meditating by the outside fountain, as this is a fairly popular place among the younger students. Lacie gets up and takes a deep breath of fresh country air. Her bright blue eyes are graces by the pleasant morning light that comes.
Today, Jedi Lacie Delimar is to be assigned a Master! Such an excitement fills the girl’s heart. She has been waiting for nearly 4 years for such an opportunity, and now it has finally come time for her to meet her Master!
“Alright!!! Today is the daaaaaay!”
she suddenly calls out and slightly disturbs some of the meditating students as she runs past a few to head for the Enclave. She comes to a near screeching halt before the doorway to the room of Masters, but over hears a daunting conversation. She leans against the wall and listens…
Master 1: We have discussed this many times. We simply do not have any available Masters or Knights to accept Delimar.
Master 2: She has been waiting for nearly Five years. We do not have the luxury of time when it comes to advanced training for our older students.
Knight 1: We could use her in various corps. She may not be…super intelligent, but when it comes to medicine and Force studies, she has been rather exquisite. It would be a shame to let that settle without opportunity.
Master 1: Master Salandri already has THREE Padawans, the poor man. He did so because this war time is utterly drastic.
Master 2: We could send her to see if they are accepting in Coruscant?
Knight 1: I was just there last week, Master. They have a dozen times more students than we do and lack of Masters since the Mandalorian War AND the coming of Revan, who some have left to join after his public display!
Master 2: Then we must come to a conclusion. I vote to send her to medical corps so she may focus on medical arts, solely.
Master 1: I suggest sending her to aid in Medical relief behind the battlefronts.
Knight 1: Wait, Master. I have an idea. We can send her to gather information on some of the worlds with little known data. I have a list of some odd planets that could use some surveying. These planets have been considered not so hostile in terms of wildlife and Sith presence. This may be a fair way to have her measured and she has enough experience to be more than a Padawan at this point. These planets are also known to have some Masters lurking about. They can check in on her from time to time to see her progress. Have her gather biological information, wildlife, and so on.
Master 1: …Brilliant. She may seek continued education in the Force, life, and deliver useful information. This is a splendid idea. I will let her know on the morrow. Thank you for your insight Knight.
Lacie, missing the later half of the conversation is already back in her room, tears drying into a pillow as she sobs heavily
Next Day
The first Master from the meeting yesterday speaks aloud in the master chamber, where Lacie now stands.
“Lacie Delimar, Thank you for reporting. We have made a decision that is not to your perfect ideal, but would be beneficial to you still. We would like for you to do some important work for the Order. We decided that you will visit a list of various worlds to gather detailed information. This will include, flora, fauna, life, climate, and other life sciences as you continue your self studies in the Force. These planets have a Master or so wandering who may seek to check on you occasionally. Be sure to give them your attention and respect.”
Lacie swallows some air and asks softly
“Am I to go on my own, Master?”
“Yes. We will leave you with ample funding, clothes, food, and so on. All you must do is complete your task and return when complete. Understood?”
“Y-Yes, Master. I will do my best to accomplish this task!”
“We are counting on you, young Jedi.”
Lacie bows politely and turns to exit. When she returns to her room, her bags and various supplies are already prepared.
“I feel like they are trying to get rid of me. I feel so dreadful…”
Off a shuttle to Viscara and in the lobby of the starport
Lacie speaks with the service terminal officer.
“What do you mean they lost my luggage?! W-What am I to do? I do not know anything of this planet! Oh goodness me!”
“We apologize. You may try again in 2 days. Thank you for using our shuttle service! Have a nice day!”
“H-H-Have a nice day? W-Where do I go to find other Jedi? Is there a place to stay for the evening? Oh no, my credits were on the bag! W-Wait, um…”
“We apologize. You may try again in 2 days. Thank you for using our shuttle service! Have a nice day!”
“How can I have a nice day? It is a terrible day! Oh dear me…”
“We apologize. You may try again in 2 days. Thank you for using our shuttle service! Have a nice day!”
“I get it!” *she gives a teenish squeal and walks outside into Viscara’s colony and looks around.
“At least the weather is nice!”
A crack of thunder is quickly followed by a heavy rain.
“. . . . . . . . . I am upset.”