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By: winterssmary Date: January 1, 2020, 10:42 pm
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It didn't matter how long she'd been doing this, Rey was still
overwhelmed. She thought that, by now at least, she'd be used to
this: the rise of the New Galactic Republic, the sudden rise in
force-sensitive individuals making themselves known, and the
need for she and Ben to train a new generation of Jedi. Poe and
Finn were co-Generals, trying to help with the establishment of
a just and peaceful new world order. They sought out Rey's
advice every now and then, given that she had suddenly become an
influential presence in the galaxy after the fall of the First
Order and the final stand against Palpatine. However, her
largest and most taxing responsibility was training the six
students that
she and Ben had gathered from across the galaxy. It may have
only been six students, but it was proving to be more difficult
than she initially thought it would be, especially since she
never had traditional Jedi training like Ben did. She never had
a formal master, just a few off-handed lessons for Luke and
Leia. Ben was more helpful than he realized, but it was still
tougher than either of them expected.
She was doing her best, truly. And she felt like she was making
legitimate connections with many of the students, particularly
with young Miles, a droidsmith. It also helped that she had a
preexisting relationship with Finn, one of her newest students,
who had been force-sensitive this whole time, apparently. She
was having difficulty with one student in particular though:
Sirah Laash. She wasn't a bad student. In fact, she was picking
up on things rather quickly. She was just more difficult to
reach. Though she did seem to have a certain affection for Ben.
It was this among several other things that made Rey feel lucky
to have him around. He was her biggest supporter, her biggest
help, and perhaps her closest ally at this point. She loved him
dearly, even several months after they defeated Palpatine and he
renounced his actions as Kylo Ren.
The students had just finished a basic lightsaber exercise,
learning more technique of form one dueling. This wasn't the
last thing they'd do today, but more of a warm-up to help them
tune into their abilities. They were all expected to meditate
beforehand, though Rey seriously doubted all of them did it.
Meditation was very boring until you learned to do it properly,
which always took practice. She didn't expect any of her
students, especially the younger ones, to dedicate themselves to
something like that. Especially before lunchtime. Everyone was
taking a break whilst Rey and Ben tried to figure out what to do
next. She was hoping her partner had more ideas than she did,
given his time training in a traditional setting under Luke
Skywalker in the past. "Should they have more saber instruction
or Jedi history or a quick refresher on the Jedi code or
something else entirely?" she asked. She wasn't the type to get
nervous, or at least not to show it, but her rapid speech might
have indicated her cluelessness. "I know we're not sticking to
all the traditional Jedi methods, but is there a best way to go
about this? Anything you remember being particularly helpful?"
she asked Ben, lightly holding his wrist. "They're doing very
well so far and I don't want to stunt their progress."
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Sirah didn't think of herself as a particularly slow learner. In
fact, she was just the opposite. On her home planet of Riosa,
she had to learn fast and adapt to things as quickly as
possible. Poor working conditions and lack of upkeep in the
factories meant she was constantly having to dodge infection,
fight off sickness, work around the death of her coworkers, and
quite literally dodge walls as they collapsed and crushed people
in the facilities. She had to learn quickly in order to stay
safe and healthy back home. She didn't expect it to be much
different when she was taken to Naboo for training under Jedi
Masters Ben and Rey. She did what she always did, paid
attention, kept her head down, tried to focus. It was working
out for the most part, but she still felt like she was not
reaching her full potential. Maybe she was wrong, but she felt
like she was beyond the basic form one drill. She'd already
started using the reverse grip, so why did she still have to do
these elementary exercises?
She assumed this was just an introductory thing after their
morning meditation -- which she absolutely skipped -- but it was
still frustrating to her. She felt like these exercises were for
the younger recruits, like Rickon of Kya. Or people who were
still struggling with a saber. She didn't think she fell into
that category. But she'd also been warned that her arrogance
would be a problem. Perhaps she was thinking too highly of
herself or too lowly of her classmates. She didn't know for sure
and she didn't want to ask, to open the topic up for debate.
She'd simply bite her tongue and do as she was instructed. Ben
wouldn't make her sit through useless lessons, right?
After they were dismissed for the moment. Rey and Ben were
meeting, no doubt to discuss the future of today's lessons and
training. Sirah knew they were young, they were still working
through the process of setting up Jedi training and trying to
figure out to make it effective for everyone. They had to
forsake tradition in order for anything to work, which made
things a little difficult, since they didn't have a guide to
work off of. She supposed she should be a little more forgiving
of the basic lessons they'd been receiving, given the context
of their situation. After sheathing her lightsaber, Sirah found
herself by the side of her closest friend -- save for Ben -- on
Naboo: Miles. "I can't be the only one getting sick of that form
one drill," she casually remarked. "When do you think they're
gonna start letting us spar? You know, real combat techniques?"
she asked.
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Prince Rickon Janbry of Hynestia didn't expect to be spending
his formative years on Naboo, lightsaber in hand and under the
tutelage of Master Skywalker and Master Solo. He expected to be
alongside his father, training in the underground tunnels
beneath the royal palace, massive blaster in hand while he fired
at innocent targets and harvested their furs and meats. He was
thankful for this change, of course. He'd rather be learning how
to protect the peace -- and how to control himself -- than
learning to be like the other men in his family. He also much
preferred working with the Jedi since they didn't yell at him so
much. Even with as intimidating as Master Solo was, he'd never
once slapped Rickon for misbehaving or disobeying orders. Even
if the training was difficult and he found himself scared more
often than not, it was a much better life here than it ever
would be back home. Plus, it was warmer here. And there weren't
giant reptiles hidden underground, waiting to eat you.
Rickon ran the drill as asked, lime-green saber in his hand as
he did his best to deflect the droid's laserfire. It wasn't
working as well as he'd hoped. He managed to deflect more than
usual, but still took a shot on his shoulder and his thighs. It
was nothing more than a sting, but it still made him cry out at
the burn. He kept thinking that perhaps he would have done
better if he had meditated properly, but he had such a hard time
sitting still, even if it was only for ten minutes at a time.
Ten minutes can feel like an eternity when you're forced to sit
in silence, perfectly still, and even discouraged from thinking.
How was anyone supposed to be able to pull that off? He didn't
know.
He was relieved when they were dismissed, even if he knew it
wouldn't last long. He needed a moment to re-calibrate, to
examine his less-than-severe marks and to take a deep breath
before being asked to do something stressful again. He watched
as Master Skywalker and Master Solo went to have a chat. Sirah
and Miles were off on their own as well. He was left with Kya,
Finn, and Ygritte. Rickon liked Kya the most of all of them. She
was kind to him. Of course, Finn was too, but Finn was a big man
with a lot of responsibilities and Rickon just knew that Finn
secretly disliked him.
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[1] BEN┃FINN┃MILES┃KYA
By: Zellaphone Date: January 2, 2020, 12:01 am
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Training the next generation of Jedi was something Ben had never
really expected to do. The only person he had ever been open to
training previously was Rey herself, but now here he was,
training six young force-sensitive individuals from various
planets all over the galaxy on Naboo how to be Jedi. It was
strange, to say the least, but Ben wasn't at all complaining.
Although none of the Resistance had been particularly pleased
with letting him into their ranks, which was understandable, he
felt like this was truly where he belonged: next to Rey and
doing his best to do what was right. It wasn't always easy, but
with Rey it was easier. Everything was easier. He finally had
support. He finally had someone by his side who was there for
him. She was his rock, and everyday was now a blessing to him
thanks to her.
Everything wasn't perfect, however, and that was to be expected.
No one but Rey and his students, excluding Finn, seemed to trust
him, and Rey seemed to become stressed more and more by the day
due to the Jedi training. It was to be expected on both ends. He
had been a Sith and had done unspeakable things to countless
lifeforms, especially the Resistance. He had killed them without
hesitation, torn families apart, destroyed villages, cities, and
entire planets. He had caused the death of the galaxy's most
loved Jedi, and his uncle, Luke, his father, and he had
unintentionally caused the death of his own mother. He had
committed countless sins he knew he could never be forgiven for,
but he had denounced his life as Kylo Ren and was trying to be
who he was meant to be again: Ben Solo. Son of Han Solo and Leia
Organa. Grandson of Anakin Skywalker, and nephew of Luke
Skywalker. It was an enormous burden to bear, but he would try
to right his wrongs for their sake, his sake, Rey's sake, and
the sake for the next generation of Jedi.
The day's training went like any other, beginning with the
students attempting meditation, to which Ben knew only three
usually participated in out of the six, following with trying to
perfect the technique of form one dueling. It was a form that,
to Ben's knowledge, wasn't usually focused on so much, and was
once considered to be outdated. However, it hadn't slipped his
notice that not everyone was quite ready to move on necessarily.
Miles Riggs, a Jedi and former droidsmith who had seemed to have
taken a particular liking towards Rey, was still struggling with
the form... as well as most practices that relied more on using
the Force. Miles was very bright and strong, no doubt, but he
just didn't appear to be as one with the Force as the others. It
was puzzling, but Ben knew that perhaps in more time, he would
be caught up. He thankfully had Rey to encourage him and give
him hope.
The student that concerned Ben the most though was Sirah Laash.
From the moment Ben had met her, he could sense her conflict.
She, much like him, had a pull from the Darkside. Of course, he
knew she did not have voices from the Sith of the past in her
head, hopefully, but that pull was still there, and he knew that
there would always be evil seeking out its next victim. Months
after turning back to the light, Ben could still feel that
darkness within him. It wasn't nearly as strong as it once was,
but it was still there, plaguing his dreams, invading his
thoughts, and he knew it would always be there. He just hoped he
could remain stronger than it, and he hoped he could make Sirah
stronger as well. He would not have a Jedi turn under his care.
That was a promise.
Rey called for a break in training, and Ben watched as everyone
dispersed, including Finn (which Ben was somewhat grateful for),
before Rey turned to him, obviously troubled by something. She
began to ask him questions, questioning her own methods of
training, speaking faster than usual and holding his wrist, a
touch, as well as any other touch from her, that Ben welcomed.
She asked if there was anything from his training that he
remembered being helpful, and finished off her burst of
questions by expressing doubt in herself, which is something Ben
would not have. "Rey," Ben said calmly, offering her a soft
smile and taking the hand that had been around his wrist into
his own. "You will not stunt their growth," he assured her. "You
hold yourself to high expectations, but remember that we are the
only teachers they have had." Ben lightly placed his free hand
on the side of Rey's shoulder, stroking her skin with his thumb.
"You do not need to be my uncle or mother in order to reach
them. Trust your instincts. They're usually correct."
Ben leaned down, brushing his lips against Rey's forehead,
always seemingly craving some form of contact in the back of his
mind. "As for my own training," he continued, focusing more on
her questions as he recounted both his training as a Jedi and as
a Sith. "I progressed to more physical combat and Force training
pretty early on," he admitted. "But we don't need to rush. We
have all the time in the galaxy, Rey. We can start to transition
them into lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat, but we can afford to
take our time with these students." With Palpatine defeated and
the galaxy at peace once again, Ben didn't see any reason to
rush the growth of their students in any way. The more time they
spent training, the stronger they would become for whatever they
would have to face in their lifetimes. Ben had spent most of his
life training, and in his opinion, it paid off. While he
regretted his time as a Sith, he was grateful for the extra
skills he possessed due to his added training.
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Finn was feeling a bit frustrated, to say the least, and kinda
stressed. It was more difficult than he would ever be able to
explain being both a future Jedi and
a co-General of the New Galactic Republic. He had to try keeping
both jobs balanced, and some days it was harder than others.
After all, they were still recovering from a war, and Finn felt
bad that Poe had originally asked him to be co-Generals with him
because he couldn't do everything alone, and he felt like he was
leaving Poe alone. Most of his days were taken up with Jedi
training, and even when he wasn't in training he had to
practice. He knew it had to be hard for Rey too being the
teacher of six students when it hadn't been too long since she
became a Jedi herself. Plus, she also helped himself and Poe
with their work a lot of the time. At least she had Ben to help
her with the Jedi stuff. As much as he still didn't rightfully
trust him, he did appear to take a weight off of Rey's
shoulders, which he was thankful for.
After another day of meditating, which he seemed to be one of
the only ones to take seriously, and practicing form one, they
got a break, and Finn headed where he normally did: right to
Poe. Whenever he got the chance he would try and assist with his
other job, and, obviously, see his boyfriend. He knew Poe had
had a meeting with the Senate today, which, unfortunately, Finn
had to miss, so he knew he's probably be at the Palace, which
wasn't far from the Jedi's training grounds. Hopefully he'd have
enough time to ask Poe about the meeting as well as get some
steam off his chest. Honestly, Jedi training had been a little
infuriating lately. He just felt like he should be progressing
faster than the children he was training with.
Finn approached the steps of the Palace and smiled when he
spotted Poe descending them in all his glory, surrounded by
other important officials that Finn nodded to and smiled at on
the way to his boyfriend. "Poe!" he said loudly, raising a hand
and getting the other's attention before he finally reached him,
giving him a quick peck in greeting. "How was the meeting? Did I
miss anything important?" he asked, walking beside his other
half. "I'm sorry I couldn't be there. I had, well, you know,
training," he said, scratching the back of his neck in mild
annoyance.
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Miles hated that he was being so slow with progressing. It
wasn't that he was a slow learner or anything, but all the Jedi
stuff and Force stuff that he had recently been thrown into
just... wasn't coming to him as easily as it was coming to the
others. He knew he had to have obviously been born to be a Jedi,
but it sure didn't feel like it, and while he was grateful to
finally see some more of the galaxy and finally feel like he had
more of a life, he had liked being just a droidsmith. At least,
to some degree he had. He had always felt like he had been born
for more, but not for this. To his knowledge, Jedi were born to
protect the galaxy, and Miles knew he was not galaxy protecting
material. He was just a builder from Nubia. He was practically a
nobody, and now he was training under Master Skywalker and
Master Solo? It seemed unreal.
Miles was truly trying his best, or, at least he thought he was.
Perhaps he was holding himself back a little, but he couldn't
help the doubt he felt about himself, especially when he was
surrounded by such talent and potential. Sirah was definitely
going to become a strong Jedi. Miles could feel it, and the more
time he spent with her the worse he felt about himself. It was
no wonder to him why Master Solo had taken such an interest in
her, and he felt like Master Skywalker was only interested in
him because he needed the extra help. At least he was good at
meditating.
A sigh escaped Miles's lips as they were dismissed for the time
being, Rey and Ben having some sort of a talk while the other's
dispersed, Finn leaving completely in a hurry. Miles reached
into his pocket while putting away his lightsaber, pulling out a
nutrition bar he had been saving and taking a seat in the grass,
staring out at the beauty that was Naboo. It wasn't long until
Sirah joined him either like she usually did, the two of them
becoming close over the few months of their training. She didn't
waste any time expressing her displeasure with training, asking
when he thought their Masters were going to let them spar. Miles
took a bite of his bar, shrugging and rubbing at a fresh singe
in his jacket from their training droids. "They say practice
makes perfect, yeah? I'm sure we could all use a little more
practice... right?" he said, trying not to make it obvious that
it was him who needed the practice. "Besides, I'm sure Master
Skywalker and Master Solo know what they're doing. They defeated
Palpatine after all," he went on, breaking off a piece of his
nutrition bar and offering it to Sirah.
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Most days Kya wouldn't have much to complain about. She was on a
beautiful planet, well fed, surrounded by some of the best
people in the galaxy. She no longer had to fight for survival or
steal to make a living. She had a purpose now, and people she
considered friends. She was happy, even if one of her teachers
was formally one of the leaders of the First Order and possibly
the man that destroyed her planet. Alright, so maybe she did
have more to complain about than she had originally thought, but
what was bugging her most of all of this day was that she was
bored.
Every day was almost the same. It was wake up at a certain time,
eat breakfast, meditate, train with droids, break, and then
either recite the Jedi Code or learn more Jedi history that Kya
honestly felt was a bit useless to learn. She missed having more
adventure in her life. Sure, she didn't miss fearing for her
life, but she missed exploring. She was just a kid, after all,
and she believed that kids should do a lot more than just train,
even if they were supposed to be come future Jedi. Kya wanted to
see more of Naboo or something, even if it was a part of
training. The same old routine just grew so tiring, and Kya
never really struggled with form one like some of the others.
When Rey called for a break, everyone seemed to know where they
were going. Rey started to talk to Ben, Sirah went off with
Miles, Finn started to head towards the Palace, and Ygritte went
off on her own like she usually did, leaving just herself and
Rickon. This is usually how things went more or less, and Kya
wasn't upset. She liked Rickon. The kid was adorable, sweet and
smart, and Kya had always liked kids. The homeless kids on
Kijimi had always stuck close to one another. That is, until Kya
managed to get off the planet not long before it was blown to
smithereens. The point was, she missed spending time with kids
and playing big sister, and doing that was easy with Rickon.
"You okay, kid?" Kya asked the boy, noticing the little burn
marks on him from the training droids. "I honestly wish we could
move on with this training. I think we're all getting tired of
getting blasted," she said even though she had never had much
issue of avoiding the laserfire. "A day off would be nice too,
of course. I want to see Theed," she admitted, putting away her
saber and plopping down onto the grass, pulling up a clump. "Did
you have any big cities where you were from?" Kya asked, curious
to hear about the lives the other have lived, especially the
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Undertaking this challenge wasn't daunting at first, she
remembered. Rey was more than happy to bring in force-sensitive
individuals in order to revive the Jedi Order. Well, a new,
improved version of the Jedi Order. Luke was in favor of
rejecting certain Jedi teachings, seeing that they lead to
arrogance and pride. If Luke was for it, and even burned down
the first Jedi Temple in the name of change, Rey felt perfectly
fine about taking what she learned and reforming the Jedi into
new and brighter individuals. Ben was on board as well, which
she was incredibly thankful for. They had been working through
the Jedi doctrine, taking away the idea that attachment is
horrible and emotions are to be rejected. Still, reworking an
entire belief system while still remaining in tune with the
Force was difficult. Doing it while practically raising six
children before you're twenty-five is even more difficult. She
wasn't the type to usually allow her anxieties to get the best
of her, but all the pressure was beginning to get to her.
She had also hoped that incorporating Ben in all of this would
somehow make it easier for people to accept his defection to the
Light side. However, it wasn't really working for the time
being. Even Finn, who trained under Ben on a daily basis, seemed
uneasy about him being so close to the New Republic. Rey
understood why people felt this way. She'd watched him kill Han
Solo. She'd seen him be responsible for the death of both Leia
and Luke. She'd seen him commune with the Sith and commit
atrocities on a galactic scale. The people of the galaxy would
not soon forget Kylo Ren and all he's done. However, Rey also
had the privilege of seeing the exact opposite. She'd seen mercy
and generosity and kindness from Ben Solo. She'd been able to
see a man, corrupted from youth and treated as a burden, turn
his entire life around and do things for the betterment of other
people. All he needed was a little love and compassion to reach
his true potential: to be Ben Solo, the man she loved. The world
refused to see him for who he was now, but it would change.
Soon, she hoped.
Rey watched as the Jedi trained under the watchful eye of her
and Ben. Meditation went about as well as could be expected:
only some actually tried. Rey remembered hating the idea of
meditating as well, so she'd give it time. Patience was key when
working with these students. She hoped. Some struggled more than
others during the form one exercise, the most basic of
lightsaber techniques. It was really more about awareness than
actual saber skills, it was about relaxing and trusting your
instincts. Some students were taking to it pretty well, but
others were coming up short, which was typical, she supposed.
Miles in particular was struggling and Rey could sense his
frustration. She remembered being that way herself shortly after
she discovered her force sensitivity. She had a difficult time
connecting with the Jedi of the past or with sensing much until
she did a lot of work. Miles was no different. He was grounded
in the practical world, perhaps a bit insecure. He'd develop his
confidence eventually and Rey would make sure of it.
Everyone broke up, Finn immediately rushing toward the Palace --
to see Poe, no doubt -- Sirah and Miles meeting and sharing a
nutrition bar, Ygritte disappearing on her own, and Rickon
chatting idly with Kya. With everyone else distracted, Rey
thought this a good opportunity to be a little more loving with
Ben. She didn't hide her affection for him in any circumstances,
but she did tone it down a bit in front of the students, just to
make them seem more professional. She stood by his side, hand on
his wrist while she discussed things with him. He calmly spoke
her name, easily snapping her out of her train of thought, and
took her hand. She let out a small breath she didn't realize she
was holding. He immediately took to assuring her, as he usually
did, making it clear that she was putting too much pressure on
herself. He then placed his free hand on her shoulder and she
leaned her cheek against it for a moment, smiling softly up at
him. She nodded at the mention of trusting her instincts. That
was the very thing she was trying to teach her students. "You're
right," she said quietly. "I'm sorry, I'm not usually this...
anxious," she said with a small laugh.
She smiled brightly when he kissed her forehead, allowing her
eyes to shut as his lips brushed against her skin. She reached
up, brushing a few strands of his hair from his face and tucking
them behind his ear. She liked being able to see his eyes more
clearly. They were dark, not unlike his hair and the clothes he
tended to wear; like staring into the beautiful infinite realm
of the galaxy itself. It suited him, she thought. She gently
pressed her lips against his jawline. She bit her lip at his
next statement, about how he moved on to the more advanced,
practical stuff fairly quickly. For a moment, it made her feel
like she was falling behind, like she was failing. But then he
added that there was no rush, which she didn't even think about
until that moment. The Sith had been defeated once they killed
Palpatine. The Galactic Republic was rebuilding a peaceful and
lasting society. The Jedi were meant to be peacekeepers, but
there were no major threats to the galaxy at this point. They
could afford to relax, to allow the students to have excellent
lives on Naboo whilst still getting their training at their own
pace. She felt her entire body relax at the realization. "You're
right. I think I'm just so used to there constantly being
danger. It sometimes doesn't occur to me that we're at peace
right now," she stated. She stood on her tip toes and quickly
pecked Ben on the lips. "Thank you for listening to me worry. I
truly don't know what I'd do without you."
She thought for a moment about exactly how to progress and what
to do. She thought about her struggling students and what might
help them while also allowing the other students to advance.
Jedi training is a lot of things, but it should never be boring.
"The reason some are struggling with form one isn't because of
reflexes of getting adjusted to the lightsaber," she said,
thinking aloud. "The exercise is more about awareness than
anything, trust. Letting go of what you see and focusing on the
Force itself. They'll never progress as long as they keep
overthinking," she theorized. "I think we should blindfold them
and try it again," she suggested, looking up to him and awaiting
his approval. Or disapproval. If he had a better idea, she was
more than happy to listen.
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Poe was a pilot. The best damn pilot in the entire Resistance.
He was a natural-born soldier, a warrior, a rebel with a cause
and a passion for ending tyranny. He was not, however a
politician. He was not meant to be a senator, to sit with big
groups of people he didn't like and listen to all of their
stupid ideas and have to be nice to them while subtly telling
them that they absolutely weren't following whatever plan they
set up. He wasn't meant to deal with Gungans and other people
who didn't speak Galactic Basic like he did. He knew this job
was important. He knew someone had to do it and the Resistance
wanted him. Hell, Leia Organa herself made him acting general
before they lost her. This was such a horribly nerve-wracking
task to take on in general, but especially when you had to take
it on alone. That was why he was so relieved when Finn agreed to
help him. There was no one in the world he trusted more than his
partner to make the right decision and help balance out Poe's
own impulsive nature.
But Finn wasn't here right now. He could only be present during
certain times of the day, since he was apparently
force-sensitive and needed training. Poe was thrilled that
someone he cared about so deeply was getting help with these
amazing gifts. He was happy that Finn, a former Storm Trooper
without a birth planet, was now becoming a Jedi, one of the most
honorable people in history. No one deserved that more than
Finn, the deserter who refused to kill unarmed civilians on
Jakku, who helped Poe escape capture and get BB-8 and the map to
Luke Skywalker safely in the hands of the Resistance during the
war with the First Order. No one was braver, more passionate,
and had seen as much growth as a human being than Finn. So why
did Poe still find himself a little frustrated with this? It was
selfish and he'd never ever act on these impulses -- for Finn's
sake and everyone else's -- but he wished Finn was here to help.
And because he missed him, but that's beside the point.
Poe sat in the great hall of the Palace, doing his best to pay
attention to whatever they were complaining about now. He knew
there were still First Order holdouts, old Empire sympathizers
who sought to take down the Republic. But they were unimportant
for the time being, small and outmanned. He understood that
members of the senate were concerned. One day, they'd take care
of it. When it became a real problem. For now, however, it would
be a waste of much needed resources. They especially shouldn't
be going to war and attacking planets -- based on rumors alone,
mind you -- when they were still in the process of building the
Galactic Republic. On top of that, they were repairing literal
damage and still finding bodies on other planets from the last
war. It was simply not responsible for them to resort to
violence right now. They needed to be aware, send spies if
necessary, but focus on healing as a community right now.
The senate was dismissed for the day -- finally -- and Poe was
walking down the stairs, standing between some
supposed-to-be-intimidating Gungans who were discussing Naboo's
position in all of this. "Well, I think it's important for us to
remember that we're the capital of the Galactic Republic now,
that we house the new Jedi, so we have to be focused more on
defense th-," but before he could finish his thought, he heard a
familiar voice and his face lit up. "We'll have to finish this
discussion later, fellas," he said, completely cutting off
whatever his college was going to say in response. "Finn!" he
called in response, waving quickly to his boyfriend and hurrying
down the stairs, pushing past a few senators while he did so. He
met Finn's lips and grinned in response. He shrugged at his
question. "Ah, same old, same old," he said. "First Order
holdouts have been rumored in the Anoat Sector," he said.
"People are already wanting to allocate all of our resources to
war but we're fighting that as best as we can," he said.
He shook his head and waved his hand at Finn's concern. "Don't
worry about it. You're going to be a Jedi," he said, eyes a
little brighter at the thought of his boyfriend wielding a
lightsaber and protecting the peace, just like he was meant to
do. He was truly amazing, even before all the force-sensitive
stuff. But if you add in the fact that he had a connection with
a magical balance that holds the galaxy together, it just makes
him that much more awesome. "How's training going? Rey trying to
kick your ass with a droid again?"
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Sirah had a lot to thank for how well she was progressing in her
Jedi training. For one thing, she'd admired the Jedi from all
the stories since her childhood. In the factory that she worked
in, they frequently shared stories about Luke Skywalker and the
Rebel Alliance. She heard stories of the Jedi of old, like
Master Yoda and Master Kenobi and several others, though she
didn't know that those stories were entirely true. She wasn't
sure she believed in a green frog-man who did a triple backflip
and was stabbed in the heart with a lightsaber but still lived.
Regardless, the idea of something greater than just boring old
Riosa, the idea of something less than mundane actually being
good instead of falling in the hands of the First Order, was an
ideal that she kept for most of her life. She even remembered
talking to the other child slaves about what color their
lightsabers would be. She always thought she'd have green, but
she was wrong, apparently.
She also knew she was force-sensitive from an early age and
she'd been using it to her advantage for a while. She learned
very early on that she was good at reading people on an
emotional level. She couldn't get inside their heads quite like
Master Solo and Master Skywalker could, but she was definitely
more aware of how people felt about her than other girls her
age. Her mother always just called that intuition, but Sirah
knew it was something more. She'd saved herself from a falling
support in a factory once by holding it up, just inches from her
face, with the Force. This was entirely by accident and the
other children in the factory were sworn to secrecy over the
issue. Sirah didn't know what she had or what was wrong with
her, but she knew that she'd likely be killed for it, so she
kept it hidden. But when she was at home, she experimented with
things. Did it always work? absolutely not. But trying things
out on her own and being unafraid -- excited, rather -- of her
newfound abilities meant that she could pick up on things
quickly.
She couldn't say the same for a lot of her classmates, which was
fine. Rickon was a child. He wasn't expected to be fearless in
any circumstances, but especially when it came to ambiguous
sorcery. Kya was young as well, a scavenger from Kijimi. She
seemed to be doing fairly well though. Ygritte was uninteresting
and unimportant, as far as Sirah was concerned. Finn was
struggling, but he was significantly older than the rest of
them, which must have been hindering his abilities somewhat. And
then there was Miles, who was just a naturally more awkward and
rigid person. He was a man grounded in the practical world, a
droidsmith who was very happy just tinkering with technology. Of
course all of this spiritual stuff was difficult for him. Still,
she hoped that everyone moved a little faster. If she kept
having to run this stupid form one drill, she was going to stab
herself in the kidney or something.
She shrugged at Miles' comment. Sure, practice does make
perfect, but never improving on anything and keeping the same
mundane drill wasn't moving forward at all. She felt very
stagnate. She needed to be challenged, to be pushed. When was
she going to be able to do something that actual Jedi do?
Something cool? Something that just screams Hey, look at how
cool and powerful and strong I am,? She quickly shook that
thought from her head. Focusing on power was a Sith trait and
she didn't want to be a Sith. "Yeah, I know what you mean, but
I'm bored," she said. "I know I'm probably just being impatient,
but I want to learn how to fight. How to move stuff with my mind
and do those cool flips and jumps and stuff. I don't know when
we'll ever need it, but just standing in front of a droid and
deflecting lasers doesn't make me feel like a Jedi," she said
with a shrug.
He added the next part about Rey and Ben having defeated
Palpatine and she caught herself going stiff for a moment.
"Yeah," she said quietly. Miles was right. Of course he was. He
might have been a little slower on the Jedi training, but Sirah
was sure he was a lot smarter than her. If they seriously took
down that asshat, they had to know what they were doing.
Besides, they were both trained by Skywalkers. Skywalkers. She
was just being ungrateful and impatient. "Sometimes I forget
that they're war heroes, you know?" she said casually, smiling
when Miles offered her a bit of his bar. "Thanks," she said,
quickly taking him up on the offer. "You're definitely right
though. If they think we're not ready, then we're not ready. Me
thinking I'm ready is probably just a big sign that I'm not,"
she said.
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Rickon had never had anyone else close in age to connect with.
He had hoped that he'd have a few friends in his age group. his
mom did tell him that he was going away to a special school for
special kids like him. He assumed it was going to be structured
like an actual school, not just five other people of varying
ages learning how to use magic and laser swords. Of course, it
wasn't bad at all. He quite liked many of the students he spent
time with. It was just not quite what he expected, but he was
adapting and everything was going to be fine. As nervous as he
was around some of the students -- and Master Solo, most of all
-- he trusted in the kindness of Master Skywalker to keep him
safe and protected.
On top of just the social aspect being better here than back
home, Rickon was pleasantly surprised by the weather. Naboo was
a warm, temperate planet. It was inhabited everywhere, and not
just on the equator. There were no massive tunnel systems to
fight people in, just grassy fields and forests and water that
wasn't frozen. He didn't understand how people dealt with such
heat though. Even after the months he had been here, he
struggled to deal with the lack of summer snows and ice storms.
It wasn't a bad thing, just different. Very different. He hoped
that it was how different everything was -- at how slow he was
to adapting to the new environment and the new people and the
new title and powers and the lack of his mother's comfort --
that was moving slower in his training process. However, his age
could also be a factor. He was the youngest one here, and from
a palace where he never had to fight, nonetheless.
Kya approached him, asking if he was okay. Rickon nodded
quickly, lightly patting at the small, not-very-painful burns on
his body. They didn't hurt, really. He was more annoyed that
they were there to begin with. He didn't like that he had failed
to block them and the reminders were literally singed onto his
skin. He nodded even more aggressively when she said they were
sick of getting blasted, adding an affirming hum to the gesture.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, but it is rather annoying," he said,
trying to sound as much like an adult as he could when he spoke.
His father had taught him to speak as proper as possible when
around anyone who was older than you. Or poorer than you. "I
want to get better, but I'm tired," he added, sounding like a
child once more.
He huffed lightly, plopped down onto the ground and sitting next
to Kya. He tilted his head when she talked about a day off,
about seeing Theed. He didn't know where Theed was or what was
so special about it, but he was discovering a lot of amazing
things since he left his home planet, so he was sure that Theed
was beautiful and teeming with life, just like the rest of
Naboo. And the galaxy outside of Hynestia in general. He shook
his head at her question. "No. Hynestia is a lot of small
villages and underground towns," he said. "It's much too cold
for a big city, but the Palace is big. Does that count?" he
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A lot had changed in such a short amount of time, and Ben knew
it was going to take awhile for himself as well as everyone else
to get used to things. Palpatine was dead, along with his uncle
and mother, the galaxy was once again at peace, he was with the
Light once more, and more and more force-sensitive individuals
were appearing all across the galaxy every day. It was hard to
say where the future was going to go from here, but Ben hoped
that the peace would last forever this time, as strange as peace
was to him. He liked this new life he had been given. Sure,
everything wasn't perfect - people from all over still despised
him for what he had done in the past - but it was a start. He
was finally happy again, and it was all thanks to Rey. Thanks to
her, he was slowly finding peace again himself. He owed her
everything, and he knew that.
One of the things that had been helping him greatly was training
the next generation of Jedi. Yes, it was extremely stressful and
a huge task to be placed with, but it was also certainly
rewarding. With the help of Rey and himself, the galaxy would
have their next generation of protectors. Of course, he didn't
know if the galaxy would need protecting, but he did know that
there was never a way to completely snuff out the darkness in
the universe. As long as there was light, there would also be
dark, so he supposed it definitely wouldn't help to have a group
equipped to deal with the darkness. While he now knew that the
path of the Lightside was the path to follow, he also knew that
the Darkside could be just as strong as well as tempting. It was
part of the reason he felt like he needed to watch his students
very carefully. He had already sensed the mild conflict within
Sirah, and he was going to make certain that he did not turn. He
would not have someone under his care make the same mistakes as
he did.
Training went just about the same as usual: only half
participated in meditation and most seemed bored with form one.
Ben understood somewhat. At first, he had found meditation to be
quite difficult, especially when he was asked to try and connect
with the Jedi of the past. For him, other voices had always come
to him more naturally. For as long as he could remember, it had
always been the voices of the Sith that had plagued him and
called to him, never the Jedi. He had never been able to even
reach out to his grandfather truly, and now he struggled with
reaching out to his own mother. It made him wonder if he'd ever
be able to bridge a connection to the Jedi of the past, but then
another part of him wondered if the real reason he couldn't talk
to his mother is because he was afraid she would answer. As for
form one, again, it was something Ben had only briefly touched
on before beginning his more physical training. The Sith
especially were very keen on having him learn more physical
attacks rather than learning codes or having history lessons.
They were about power and strength, and Ben had so desperately
craved that strength. Admittedly, a part of him still did, but
this time he wanted to be strong for the ones he loved, not
himself.
The students dispersed with Finn running off towards the Theed
Royal Palace to no doubt meet with Poe, which was an attraction
he would never understand, and the other students conversing in
pairs, Ygritte going off alone as she usually did. Ben would
worry about the young student, but it just seemed like she
valued her alone time, which was something Ben could understand
to an extent. Now that he had Rey, he didn't so much mind the
company. However, it was rare that he left the Jedi training
grounds or the Temple. He figured it was best if he stayed away
from the Republic for now while they did not trust him, and he
knew Rey and Finn both loved Poe in their own ways, but all Ben
did was butt heads with the hardheaded, snarky laser brain. It
was rather exhausting, and tested Ben's patience, so instead, he
just tried to avoid him altogether. Though he supposed that
couldn't last much longer since he wished to be more involved
with the rebuilding of certain planets.
Once the students were distracted, Rey voiced her doubts to him,
bringing out a side of herself Ben rarely saw. It wasn't like
her to be so anxious, but he knew there was good reason for it.
At least, in her mind there was, but he tried to work quickly to
quell her worries. It seemed to work, thankfully, Rey agreeing
with him and laughing softly. The sound was music to his ears,
and something he found himself often seeking out. He was never a
humorous man, really, but he did try to make Rey laugh as much
as he could. Seeing her happy was just about all that mattered
to him these days, and he was content with that. Rey was his
whole world, if he was being completely honest. "There's no need
to apologize, love," he said softly, running his hand down her
arm so he could take her other hand. "This is new for both of
us."
Ben pulled back from kissing Rey's forehead, bringing out a
smile from her which made him smile in return, the sight still
giving him butterflies. She reached up and tucked part of his
hair behind his ear, which was something she would do on
occasion, gazing into his eyes with an adoration he couldn't
quite understand why she had for him. Him staring at her like
that, however, made sense. It was something that came naturally
to him. From the first moment he ever saw her it was hard to
pull his gaze away, or to stop thinking about her. Now he just
excepted it, because now he could. There was no reason to try
and control how he felt for her anymore, and he was immensely
grateful for that. There was nothing he enjoyed more than making
Rey feel loved, and when she pressed her lips against his jaw,
he squeezed her hands, his heart feeling like it was threatening
to burst. Even though all of this affection wasn't necessarily
new to him anymore, it still sometimes caught him off guard, as
silly as that sounded. He just felt like on some days that he
could wake up and all of this would be gone, and that maybe that
would be fair, because he felt like he didn't always deserve it.
After all the terrible things he had done, why should he get
something as beautiful and as special as Rey? Innocent people
died because of him, yet he gets to be happy? It didn't always
feel right to him.
Ben's words appeared to strike a cord with Rey, Ben able to feel
her relaxing under his touch while she continued to agree with
him, speaking of peace. "It is... strange not having more to
worry about," he admitted. "Most of my life has involved some
sort of war," he went on, holding Rey steady as she stood on tip
toe and accepted her kiss, wishing it could have lasted longer,
but also knowing that they needed to continue being as
professional as possible around their students. Rey thanked him
for listening, which is something he felt was unnecessary, but
nodded anyway, and found himself at a loss for words when she
expressed that she didn't know what she would do without him. He
knew it was merely an expression many used, but whenever Rey
said it, he could tell that she meant it, but really, Ben found
her more than capable to do the things she did without him.
Rey was deep in thought, Ben could tell, and he let her think,
waiting patiently to see what she came up with for their
students next, and, as usual, she did not disappoint. She
pinpointed exactly what the problem was, and the solution
quickly, suggesting that they try form one again, but with
blindfolds, looking to him for his opinion. Ben smiled yet
again, raising a hand to brush Rey's cheek and cup it gently,
leaning down once more to press their foreheads together,
closing his eyes. "You never fail to amaze me, Rey," he told
her, giving her hand another squeeze. "These students are lucky
to have you as a Master. We will go with your instincts," he
decided, not doubting her for a second as he stood up straight
and opened back his eyes. "Perhaps after this we should let them
rest for the day. Some are getting hit by the droids more than
others," he noticed, not wanting to put the students through too
much in one day. Again, they had plenty of time to train them
all.
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Finn felt awful that he barely new what was really going on in
the Republic anymore. For example, he had no clue what they
could possibly be discussing in the meeting Poe had been in,
besides the obvious discussion of the best way to keep
establishing a new world order in a peaceful galaxy. Maybe he
knew more than he thought, but he definitely felt more out of
the loop than he used to, and he knew it was technically his own
fault, in a way. Sure, it wasn't his fault that he was
force-sensitive, but he did have the choice to turn Rey and Ben
down when they approached him about training him to become a
full-fledged Jedi. However, it just felt wrong to do such a
thing. He had been given this gift to help protect the galaxy -
he couldn't just throw that away. He had been wanting to be more
useful, and now he could be, but it was proving to be pretty
difficult balancing his time between responsibilities.
Poe was talking to some Gungan's when Finn arrived at the Palace
during his break, not catching what any of them were saying, but
immediately catching Poe's attention, watching as his partner's
face light up as he saw him, shouting his name back to him and
hurrying down to meet him. Finn had always loved his enthusiasm.
Poe was a passionate man who often wore his heart on his sleeve,
and Finn wouldn't have him any other way, really. He truly was
one of the most caring people he had ever met, and it was no
wonder why Leia Organa herself had admired him so much. Choosing
him as General was the obvious choice, and Finn was still
thankful that Poe had deemed him worthy enough to hold the title
as well beside him. It was a great honor, as was training to be
a Jedi, and he didn't want to let anyone down.
Poe explained what he had missed in the meeting, mentioning
First Order hideouts and discussions of war. Finn grit his teeth
briefly at that, puzzled. "We just ended one war and people
already are talking about the next?" he sighed, shaking his
head. "They do know we're at peace, right? Once we take out
those remaining First Order holdouts, I don't know what else
we'd really have to deal with in terms of enemies," he said.
Perhaps it was idiotic to think that the peace would last
forever, especially since it didn't the last time, but a man
could hope, right? Peace was all he had ever wanted, and now
that it was here, everyone seemed to be preparing for some
supposed next battle.
Finn chuckled when Poe brushed aside his apology, reminding him
of the importance of his training and acting like it was the
coolest thing in the galaxy, and, okay, maybe it was, or maybe
he used to think like that too, but training to become a Jedi
wasn't proving to be as cool as it sounded, no matter how
important it was. He laughed at Poe asking about training and
whether or not Rey was kicking his ass with the training droids.
"That's pretty much exactly what's happening. Well, not exactly.
I'm actually doing pretty well against those things, thankfully,
but it's the fact that we've been doing the same thing for what
feels like ages that's driving me nuts," he admitted, keeping an
even pace with Poe to the bottom of the steps before stopping.
"I don't know, I just feel kind of weird being surrounded by all
the kids, you know? Being grouped in with them and all. I'm not
saying I'm better than them or anything, but, you know, I am
kind of a war hero now, and I feel like maybe my training should
be separate from theirs. Is that selfish? That sounded selfish,
huh? I didn't mean for it to sound that way, but-" Finn cut
himself off. "Sorry, I'm rambling. What I was trying to say is
that I feel like I should be doing more by now, you know? At
this point, Rey was already learning much more, and I'm sure
Re-Ben was too," he said, quickly catching himself.
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Miles felt like he was going to be at a disadvantage before ever
coming to Naboo, and his training was only proving himself
correct. Unlike the others, he hadn't known about his abilities
for very long, nor had he known much about the war or the
Resistance or the First Order or anything. He had just been a
droidsmith building droids on a manufacturing planet. He had
never really considered himself special, and now he was suddenly
being told he could commune with the dead and lift rock and
wield a laser sword. It all sounded like something out of a
legend, and he supposed it kind of was, but now it was apart of
his reality. He had literally packed up his things in left his
family in order to use magic, essentially, and it was all too
surreal for him.
Being excited and gifted seemed to come naturally for the
others, especially Finn, but Miles wondered if it was just
because he was older and had been through more. Apparently, he
was some sort of hero to the galaxy, and a general on top of
being a future Jedi. Maybe he wasn't so envious of the guy after
all. Miles was having a hard enough time dealing with one thing,
much less two. He just wished that he could be more in tune with
the Force like all the others seemed to be. He didn't know what
he was doing wrong, really. He meditated every morning, recited
the code and read up on Jedi history in his free time, but
nothing was becoming easier. The only thing he was decent at was
wielding his training saber, and even then he still got blasted
by the training droid more than some of the others. He knew he'd
have to get better eventually, but he'd be lying if he said it
wasn't frustrating.
Sirah didn't seem to share his worries, seemingly never having
any issues as stating that she was bored with training, wanting
to move on to bigger lessons that only made Miles more anxious
with the sound of them. He didn't know what the appeal of
fighting was, but Sirah seemed keen to advance their lessons as
soon as possible. Of course, he figured it wouldn't hurt to get
more practice with his saber. The sooner he became more
practiced with a saber, the better, and the less he'd get
blasted with form one training. It was something to consider.
Mentioning the defeat of Palpatine seemed to strike something
within Sirah, saying that he was right that they probably
weren't ready is their masters said so. "Well, you know, I
guess, if we really wanted to, it wouldn't hurt to work in some
extra practice on our own. I mean, they already encourage
studying, so maybe, if you were interested, we could practice
sparring one night?" he suggested, taking the last bite of his
nutrition bar. It's not like Master Skywalker or Master Solo had
ever said they couldn't spar on their own time. Besides, again,
he could really use the extra help. At this point, he felt like
he was never going to catch up with Sirah or some of the others,
and he didn't want to hold the class back. "The Gathering is
happening soon, and I'd really like to be on a better level by
then. Master Skywalker's advice has been helpful, but I'm still
struggling," he admitted, reaching into his breast pocket to
pull out his droid, SP-3, letting him stretch his legs again and
setting him in the grass. He beeped, grateful before proceeded
to crawl and roll around, always happy to goof off.
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Kya knew she should probably be more social with the other
students, and maybe even her masters, but it was kind of hard
considering all the age differences and personalities and such.
Finn didn't really stick around a lot because he had another
job, Ygritte liked to be alone, Sirah and Miles always talked to
each other and already appeared to have a good bond, and Master
Skywalker and Master Solo always talked to one another and
kissed and such, which was fine, she guessed - she didn't want
to really talk to Solo anyways. Not only was he pretty
intimidating, but he was responsible for the destruction of her
planet, which no one seemed to remember or even care about. She
didn't really get why he was even here, "reformed" or not.
Kya usually just found herself talking to Rickon, the youngest
of the Jedi students. He was kind and pretty easy to talk to,
plus she figured he could use some friends. It was probably hard
for him to be so far away from home and having to deal with
other responsibilities. The only responsibility Kya had had
before now was staying alive, so it was nice to have something
more to do. Jedi training was giving her life meaning, and she
hoped the others felt the same.
Rickon assured her that his burns didn't hurt much anymore, but
he was tired, which she got. Doing the same thing every day was
rather tiring, really. She didn't think it would be too much to
ask to have a little fun every now and again, but she guessed it
was, because they never really got the chance to explore Naboo.
It sucked, but she hoped it would change soon. Apparently
Hynestia, Rickon's home planet, wasn't all that exciting either,
like Kijimi, but he asked if his Palace counted as a city. She
laughed, ripping up more grass and making a small pile. "I guess
it can. Better than nothing. Kijimi didn't really have much, so
I was hoping we'd be able to see more of Naboo, but Master
Skywalker and Solo embody the all work and no play saying," she
sighed, lying back in the grass and staring up at the beautiful
blue sky. Before recently, she didn't know that the galaxy could
be so colorful and beautiful. Kijimi had always been dark and
dusty. Not the best place in the galaxy, but it had been her
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Rey was thrust into this position pretty early on. After all,
she'd just officially earned the rank of Jedi herself and she
was asked to give formal training to people. She had no formal
training herself. She was deprived of the traditional way of the
Jedi. She missed out on the Gathering ceremony, missed the basic
from one droid training, and had a makeshift obstacle course --
via the generosity of Leia Organa -- rather than the typical
Jedi resources. Now, she was given everything she missed out on
-- for the most part -- and she simply didn't know what to do
with it. She loved her work and was doing her best, but she was
still nervous, still learning alongside her students as she
worked. Ben was her saving grace. He had so much knowledge and
was so, so wonderful to talk to. No one in the world was capable
of keeping her grounded quite like him.
She knew her students weren't having as much fun as she would
have hoped. They were progressing well -- for the most part --
but it was apparent that many of them were struggling with the
importance of meditation and bored of the form one technique. It
wasn't a very useful technique in terms of actual saber skills,
but an important foundational exercise that she thought was
important. She wasn't giving up on it, though she did wish she
knew how to make it more exciting, or how to help the students
progress much quicker. It seemed unfair to give the excelling
students another, more complicated form of training while
leaving the others to the basics. So simple modifications were
all she could think to do. She needed to help them move forward,
help them maintain interest. She knew most of them wanted to
move to the more exciting bits, but it was too dangerous until
they were ready. Honestly, it was dangerous even when they were
ready. Being a Jedi was no easy feat.
She was grateful with how easily and swiftly Ben dismissed her
worries, how easily he rationalized the situation and reassured
her. He was quite good at that, she'd noticed. Typically, she
didn't need to call upon that skill of his. Normally she was
relatively self-assured and calm. She handled everyday
situations with poise and confidence, but being responsible for
the futures of six young Jedi -- not to mention the entirety of
the galaxy -- was a new kind of pressure. She didn't have a
self-discovery journey to distract her from her reasonable worry
this time. But, she did have Ben. And that made a huge
difference. He ran his hand down her arm and her shoulders
dropped a little at the warmth. He then took her other hand and
she carefully looked around the temple, just to make sure none
of the students were watching. They weren't.
Her heart fluttered a little at the word 'love'. It wasn't an
uncommon nickname that he'd use, but it still made her happy to
hear it all the same. She nodded again when he said that this
whole experience was new to both of them. It was new to all of
them, really. So, how she was feeling was totally valid. "Yes,
you're right. And I should really stop expecting you to always
know what to do," she added softly. She couldn't help the
childish grin that overcame her features when Ben smiled back at
her. Before the final battle with Palpatine, Rey couldn't
remember ever seeing him smile. She thought it was all some sort
of act until she got to know him better. In truth, Ben was quite
an unhappy person for most of his life, and while Rey didn't
know the full extent of his struggles, she knew he had a hard
time finding it in himself to relax and feel joy. Since they'd
been together, though, she'd been seeing that smile much more
often, and it was a beautiful, beautiful thing. Something she
didn't intend to give up any time soon. He squeezed her hands
when she kissed his jawline and she squeezed his hands back.
Being affectionate with one another was nothing new to them, but
it still felt a little surprising every now and then.
She nodded in agreement when Ben said that it was strange not
having to worry about war. Rey had been alive before the Empire
became the First Order. She new life without a formal
declaration of war, but she never knew life without conflict and
strife. It seemed like there had been unrest in the galaxy for
all of her life. Even when she isolated on Jakku, kept from most
of the struggles of the wars and the rebellions and the bombing,
she often saw the effects of it and silently routed for the
Resistance while she scavenged abandoned ships. "Even when I
wasn't involved in the fighting, I was constantly worried about
the state of things, who would take over and who would die in
the process. It's nice not to have that concern anymore," she
said. "I can't remember the last time I thought I could relax,"
she admitted.
Their kiss was brief, as it should have been given that they
didn't have much in the way of privacy. Even with none of the
students adamantly watching, they needed to be careful, to
maintain a professional presence. After all, were children going
to take them serious as Jedi Masters if all they ever saw from
the two of them was the constant affection? She noticed how
quiet he got when she expressed her appreciation for Ben, how
important he was to her. No matter how trivial the task or
stupid the thoughts, she was relying on him more and more by the
day. They had become integral parts of each others lives and she
couldn't be happier with that progress. She wanted to make sure
that he understood just how much he meant to her, since
sentiment can get lost in expressions like the ones she used. He
needed to know that she meant every word, that, even though he's
made mistakes, he is her favorite person in the world.
Ben smiled at her when she gave her idea, gently cupping her
cheek. She relaxed at the warmth of the contact, leaning her
head so that it rested a little heavier against his hand. He
pressed his forehead against her own and she closed her eyes.
She couldn't help the giggle that escaped her lips when he said
that she amazed him. She'd spent most of her life treated like
she was nothing, but Ben treated her like she was the most
wonderful thing in the world. She'd never thought herself that
significant, but the constant assurance and love was very, very
pleasant. She only hoped she could make him feel the same way.
She moved her head so that she could kiss the palm of his hand.
"How is it that you still don't doubt me?" she asked with a
smile. She felt heat rush to her cheeks when he talked about how
lucky the students were to have her. He then stood up straight
and they both opened their eyes. She nodded at his suggestion.
"Good idea. They deserve a chance to relax. And to see Naboo.
Most of them have never left their homeworlds," she agreed.
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Finn looked tired, a little frustrated. He seemed out of sorts,
but that was to be expected these days. He was a busy man,
training to be a Jedi as well as acting as a general of the New
Republic. He had two very important jobs, both which were highly
looked upon by the entire galaxy. And he persisted regardless,
taking on all the pressure and keeping his head held high while
he did so. For that, Poe definitely admired him. He himself had
been expected to do a great many things. His parents were
Rebels, fighting at the Battle of Endor. Rebellion had been in
Poe's blood. He was also the best pilot in the Resistance, a
general. He understood what it meant for people to look at you
with high hopes. However, Finn had it worse than him. He had two
incredible burdens to bear. And, he had to train under the eye
of Kylo Ren. They were calling him Ben Solo now, but he'd always
be Kylo Ren to Poe. No wonder Finn was so tired all the time.
He watched as Finn gritted his teeth after he explained the
Senate's discussion today regarding new violence. "My thoughts
exactly," he said nonchalantly. "It's why I don't like working
with politicians like them. They're all so enthusiastic about
war because they've never really had to fight it. At least, most
of them," he added with a shrug. He hated that rich people,
people who sheltered themselves and stood only for their self
interest, were always so quick to incite violence and create
conflict. It was as if they were incapable of seeing the impact
it would have on the people who had to fight in their wars. Poe
was a firm believer that war was inevitable sometimes, that
fighting it could lead to a good outcome. That's how they got
rid of the First Order. But if it could be avoided, it should
be.
He nodded when Finn elaborated on his idea, once again agreeing
with him. "I knew you'd get it," he said with a smile. "We're at
peace for the first time in a long time," He clapped Finn on the
shoulder. "And the holdouts don't even pose a legitimate threat.
They're outmanned, outgunned, and haven't even been confirmed by
any real intelligence," he said. "It's just more people eager to
cause some damage. You know the drill," he said, frustrated at
the thought, but glad that he and Finn were on the same page.
They usually were. "We'll have enemies eventually -- probably --
but our first focus should be on rebuilding, on keeping everyone
safe and maintaining our hold."
Poe smiled when Finn laughed. It was always nice to see his
expression light up, especially after a stressful day. He tilted
his head when Finn explained that he was getting bored of the
same routine. He didn't know anything about Jedi training, but
he expected it to be, you know, exciting. "You're bored
already?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow. "I figured she would
have changed something up by now. Or than Ren would be keeping
things interesting for you," he said. Then Finn explained that
he felt awkward being the oldest, surrounded by literal
children. He nodded at the explanation. It made a lot of sense.
Poe loved children, but training alongside them would feel
strange.
He laughed when Finn referred to himself as a war hero. Or, when
he didn't? "You are a war hero," he said with a grin. "I don't
think you sound selfish at all. If I were supposed to be
training with a seven-year-old, I'd feel weird about it too,"
he added with a shrug. "But Rey knows more about this stuff than
either of us. If you're still doing the same thing, there's got
to be a reason, right? Or maybe there isn't and you should just
talk to her. I'm sure she'll understand," he said. He blinked
when Finn corrected himself, calling Kylo Ren 'Ben' instead.
"Right. Ben. Well, you know, they both had experienced masters,
so their training was different. Ya gotta think about what Rey
can do right now on top of what you're learning. And, you know,
maybe it's not that big of a deal? It's not like we're going to
war any time soon. I'm making sure of that."
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Sirah felt like she was progressing pretty quickly, even if
everyone else wasn't. But she blamed that on her personality,
not on her innate ability to use the Force. She was fiercely
stubborn and determined. She never gave up on anything ever. So,
when she had difficulties with her Force-sensitivity, she just
forced herself to get better. She found that sheer will was a
good motivator for her. However, not everyone seemed to have
that trait. Rickon was a literal child, so she'd excuse that.
Kya was young, angry. She figured she could excuse that too.
Finn was doing pretty well, but he was also distracted and
stressed. He had another job, one that might have been more
important to some people. Then there was Ygritte, who really
wasn't special enough for a comment. But Miles seemed to be
struggling the most -- for someone of his age group and
intelligence, anyway. He wasn't a bad Jedi or an idiot or weak
or anything. He was just a very different type of person. He'd
get there eventually, though. Sirah was sure of it.
He was probably pretty frustrated with himself, she realized. He
wasn't learning as quickly as he was probably used to. When you
grew up engineering, you expect to be good at things really
quickly and when it doesn't work, it makes you angry. At least,
that was here experience with engineers, and she didn't have
much. Most of the people she grew up around were slaves or slave
masters. However, she'd met an engineer or two who came to fix
the machines they worked with in the factory. They seemed very
uptight, not used to things being difficult. Maybe Miles wasn't
like that, but maybe he was. Even with as much time as the two
of them seemed to spend together, she didn't feel like she knew
him super well. She could sense that he was starting to feel a
little uneasy though, especially as she explained that she was
bored and wanted to move on to bigger, trickier things.
He then offered to train with her after lights out and her face
lit up at the idea. "Yeah, that sounds great. I mean, you know,
if you want to. I don't wanna make you sneak out just for me,"
she said. She nodded when she said that the masters encourage
studying. "That they do," she said with a smile. She really,
really wanted to spar, to actually try and duel someone.
Besides, Miles was good with a lightsaber, so it should prove to
be the challenge she was so desperately craving. And he was
probably looking forward to the practice too. They had two very
distinct, very different styles of thinking and fighting. They
could probably learn a lot from each other if they were open to
it.
She paused for a moment when Miles mentioned the Gathering. She
hadn't even thought much about that, but being reminded of it
definitely made her feel things. She was determined to
absolutely crush this test, to make it through as unscathed as
possible. She didn't know exactly what to expect. No one had
explained the ritual to her and nobody was going to. But she
knew she could handle it. But she could definitely handle it
better if she was better with a lightsaber, even if it was just
her training saber. She didn't want her first duel with her
lightsaber to go south. "I completely forgot about the
Gathering," she admitted. The thought of getting a kyber crystal
that reflected who she is was a bit daunting. The idea of that
happening in front of Master Solo was terrifying. What if the
kyber crystal revealed that she was just garbage? What if she
didn't get the same color as him and he was disappointed? She
shook these thoughts from her head. "I definitely want to be
better by then too. I want to be worthy of my kyber crystal,"
she said.
She blinked when Miles quickly tacked on that he was struggling,
despite Master Skywalker's help. "You're pretty quick with a
lightsaber," she said with a shrug. "I don't think you're as far
behind as you think you are, Miles," she said. "Being a Jedi is
weird and complicated and nothing at all like being a
droidsmith," she said. "I know you're having a tough time
adjusting, but I just know you'll be fine. And the Gathering
will prove it when you get an awesome kyber crystal that attunes
to your force. Then, you'll have tangible proof that you're
tough," she said. She watched as he pulled his droid -- a small
unit called SP-3 -- to roll and crawl around on the glass. "Hi
SP," she said with a small wave. She didn't speak droid, so if
the thing beeped back at her, she hoped they were happy beeps.
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While Ben had never doubted Rey, it didn't necessarily surprise
him the she occasionally doubted herself or had questions. Like
he had said, this was new to them, and it was especially new to
Rey who had only learned of her connection to the force a few
years ago. She had grown so much it such a short time and it
baffled him. When he had first met her, he thought of her as
nothing. He didn't see her potential, and he didn't care about
her. He had only wanted what was inside her head, but he quickly
learned of her strength and saw what she could become. It wasn't
long until he saw her as an equal, and now he saw her as more.
To him, she was the embodiment of light and hope. A girl who had
started off as a scavenger from Jakku had quickly become the
savior of the galaxy, and Ben was honored to be by her side and
to actually be seen by her. She had been the only one to never
give up on him, and Ben truly believed that she could do
anything, including make these students of their's into Jedi.
Their students still had much ways to go, but they were
progressing, slowly but surely. He saw great potential in all of
them, especially the three eldest. Finn, without question, but
strong with the force. His intuition was usually spot-on, and
his skill with a lightsaber was something he had somewhat
witnessed years ago. To think that someone who used to be a
Storm Trooper who worked under him was now his student and a
future Jedi. Although Ben didn't quite like the man, Finn had
inspired him as well, not to mention surprised him much like Rey
had. Sirah, of course, was another student he saw great power
in, and he kept a close eye on her most of all. He had chosen
her as his apprentice for the potential he was in her, but also,
unknown to her, but for the darkness he saw in her as well. It
didn't seem to be a great darkness like what had been in him
since birth, but it was still there, and Ben wanted to make sure
she could keep it at bay so she wouldn't follow a similar path
as him. Miles was the next he saw becoming an incredible Jedi,
but, as of now, he was one of the slowest learners. Thankfully,
Rey had taken a liking to him, and Ben knew that with her help
he could become the Jedi he was meant to be.
Ben did his best to erase Rey's worries about her ways of
teaching, trying to be the rock that she was to him. It wasn't
often that she expressed self-doubt, but when she did, Ben
wanted to be the one that was always there for her to reassure
her. It was something she did for him, and he knew that it was
his job as her friend and partner to keep her up on her feet as
well. She had a lot to carry on her shoulders, but Ben wanted
her to know that he was there to carry it all as well. She no
longer had to do things alone, and she had once told him that he
was no longer alone either.
His words to Rey seemed to calm her, her telling him that he was
correct and that she should always expect him to know what to
do. It was true, but when it came to teaching the future Jedi,
he did have more experience with the Force and the different
sides of it. His powers had been known since before his birth,
and while he did get a bit of a chance to live as normal of a
life as he could, his training did begin at a young age. "While
it is true that I won't always have the answers for everything,
it is important to me that you know that you can still rely on
me. I am here to help you as you have always helped me," he
assured her, her grin only making his smile soften. She truly
was the most beautiful thing in all the galaxy with her eyes
that burned as bright as the sun and her skin that was as fair
as the plains of his birth planet, Chandrila.
Rey nodded and agreed that it was strange to not have to worry
about war, and admitted that she had always been one to worry
about the state of things. Ben could easily understand that with
a mother that had been a senator and a father who had been a
swindler and traveled the galaxy. There had always been
something to worry him, and now it was hard accepting this
peace, as much as he was grateful for it. Rey said that she
couldn't remember the last time she thought she could relax, and
been nodded, agreeing. "Neither can I. I'm not sure if there has
ever been a time like that in my life," he admitted, thankful to
have that time now. It hadn't been easy at first, and it still
wasn't at times, but he had quickly found himself enjoying the
nights the most -- holding Rey close with no one else around,
just the two of them able to get lost in each other's company.
It was those moments that he was finally able to understand what
peace was like.
When Ben pressed their foreheads together, opening up and
telling Rey that she always amazed him, she giggled, the sound
as sweet as honey before she kissed his palm, his lips twitching
upwards. She asked how he still didn't doubt her, and he opened
his eyes to catch her smiling, cheeks a lovely shade of pink.
Once they both stood back up straight, she agreed with his
suggestion of letting the students have a break for the rest of
the day, nodding at her revelation that most of them had never
even seen a world outside their own. While his idea to let them
have off might have been partially selfish so he could have Rey
to himself, he also knew that it was important to let the
students rest. Too much stress and work could potentially only
further them from their goals, and with the Gathering
approaching, they needed to have clear heads. "Perhaps we should
give ourselves a break as well. There is still much of Naboo you
have yet to see," he suggested, keeping her hands in his own.
"There's an estate not too far from here that belonged to my
grandmother that I now own. Perhaps after the Gathering we could
visit it."
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It was amazing to Finn how Poe kept a smile on his face so much.
Even after what was probably a boring and frustrating meeting
with a bunch of officials from all over the galaxy that he
honestly should have been at too, Poe still managed to smile as
brightly as ever as soon as their eye met. Finn always tried to
match his enthusiasm daily, especially when he genuinely was
enthusiastic, but it was no secret that Poe had always been a
more charismatic man -- at least to him. It was just one of the
many, many things Finn loved about the other man, and the list
seemed to grow day by day. Of course, he wasn't complaining.
After all, he had Poe to thank for giving him a life and a
chance to actually be someone. For goodness sake, Poe even gave
him his name. He would forever be indebted to the man he loved,
and he was sure he could live with that. It gave him more
excuses to be around him so much.
Poe matched Finn's thoughts about another war, which he knew he
would since they usually seemed to agree on things, and admitted
that he hated working with politicians that are so enthusiastic
about war because they knew nothing of it. Finn nodded in
agreement. "Hey, I'd like to see them do half of what you've
done," he said, smiling and lightly smacking Poe's bicep. "Tell
them they can talk after convincing what was probably half the
galaxy to fight a crazy old lightning dude who had the power to
raise the dead," he added, trying to cheer Poe up. He really,
really wished he could have been in the Palace with him to make
things easier. He felt like he was failing his duties as a
co-General, and failing his duties as Poe's partner. Sure, he
knew Jedi training was very important, but so was rebuilding the
galaxy after a war. Honestly, the latter sounded more important
to him at the moment.
Finn smiled again when Poe smiled, chuckling as the man clapped
a hand on his shoulder, agreeing with him as talked about the
lack of threat the First Order holdouts posed, which he was
completely correct about. The First Order was out of leaders.
They were either dead, dying, or they had turned to the Light,
and while many still believed that that wasn't the case with
Ben, Finn was trying to give the guy the benefit of the doubt
for Rey's sake. The two of them were always telling him to trust
in the Force, and the Force usually told him when something
wasn't right, and he had yet to get that with Ben, so that had
to be a sign, right? Even if he still didn't fully trust the
guy, it wasn't necessarily because he believed he was still on
the Darkside, but more because he felt like he could easily fall
back to it. "You know I love it when you talk politics," Finn
somewhat joked, grinning. He wouldn't lie, it was kinda hot when
Poe made speeches or just talked like a leader.
He did his best to explain his struggles with his training to
Poe, and Poe seemed to get it, saying that he too thought that
Rey would have changed things up by this point and referring to
Ben as Ren, which was a mistake they both seemed to make. "Oh,
believe me, he is keeping it interesting. Well, at least to me,
but that's mainly because I feel like I have to keep my eyes on
him the whole time," Finn explained, glancing around to make
sure no one was listening in to them. "I know Rey says that he
has changed, but I don't know... It's just hard for me to
completely trust the guy after everything we've been through. I
was a part of the First Order before Re-Ben ever showed up. I've
been seeing what atrocities he has caused for years. I know
people can change, but I don't think that that darkness ever
just goes away," Finn said. Perhaps he was being a bit
judgmental considering the fact that he was once a Storm
Trooper, but he had never killed for the First Order like he
had.
Finn went back to describing his training, talking about the
kids and bringing out a laugh from Poe. The man assured him that
he was, in fact, a war hero, and that he wasn't being selfish,
which was a relief. Then Poe went on to say that he should trust
Rey, or at least talk to her, which he was right about, as
always. As he said, if Rey was having him do something, it must
be for a reason, and if he was having problems, she was his
friend, and he should just talk to her. But then Poe added that
maybe none of it was a big deal anyway because it wasn't like
they were going to war anytime soon, thanks to Poe's efforts.
"You're right," Finn said with a sigh and the shake of his head,
smiling. "I need to trust in Rey and yourself, which I do," he
assured him, placing his hands on Poe's arms. And just like
that, he didn't feel as stressed. "I love you, you know that?"
he said, giving his boyfriend yet another, but this time longer,
kiss.
"I am sorry again for not being there in the meeting," Finn said
once he pulled away, staying close to Poe. "I know my training
is important, but right now, I want to be next to you," he
confessed. "Like you said, there's no war coming anytime soon,
and rebuilding and keeping people safe should be our first
priority. I might talk to Rey and tell her that I'd like to
focus more on my other duties for now. There are people out
there who have lost their homes and families. That needs to come
first."
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Miles would be lying if he said he wasn't at least a little
worried about his suggestion of he and Sirah doing some training
of their own. Like he had said, it wasn't like his masters had
ever said that they couldn't train on their own, but it felt
like doing such a thing was a way of saying that he didn't trust
them, which wasn't the case. Miles trusted Master Skywalker and
Master Solo more than he had trusted most people he had ever
come across, but Sirah was obviously frustrated, and he could
use more practice. To his understanding, Sirah's frustration
could potentially lead to brash choices, which could led to the
Darkside, not that he ever thought she would turn. However, the
point still stood that it wasn't right to hold onto frustration,
and sparring would more than likely help her release some
tension, as well as test him further.
Miles was a very practical guy, and he was getting rather
frustrated himself. He was having a hard time connecting with
the Force no matter how much he meditated and tried. He couldn't
see the Force, and being an engineer, he relied a lot on what he
could see and touch. Depending so much on something he knew had
to be real but not being able to exactly interact with it in a
way he was used to was tough. At least a lightsaber he could
hold and see, but he couldn't rely on it alone. He didn't know
much about the Gathering Ceremony, or anything, for that matter,
but he knew he was going to be tested unlike ever before, and he
needed to be more prepared. From what he had read, if he failed
the ceremony, he might not get a kyber crystal to make a saber
of his own, which wouldn't look good at all. He had to pick up
the pace and be more prepared.
Sirah seemed to like his suggestion of sneaking out and
training, making sure that he wasn't just doing it for her
benefit. He shook his head. "I really need the practice. If I
can't get better at using the Force anytime soon, I might as
well focus on what I am decent at for now and improve that," he
explained, glad that Sirah was open to his suggestion, even if
he was nervous. He just needed to keep assuring himself that
this would help them out in the end. This was no different then
doing his own research on the Jedi before bed.
Miles mentioned the Gathering, and Sirah suddenly seemed unsure
about something, admitting that she had forgotten about the
ceremony and adding that she had to be better by then and
worthy. He nodded slowly, but tried to think more about what
Sirah was saying. She was already one of the most talented out
of all of them. Why would she be worried that she wouldn't be
worthy of a kyber crystal? Then Miles wondered if she was so
worried because of one of the reasons he was worried: looking
like he had failed his masters. Miles knew Sirah looked up to
Master Solo like he did Master Skywalker, and while he knew that
Rey wouldn't give him such a hard time if he failed, Master Solo
was a bit harder to read. While Miles didn't know much about the
war that had just ended, he wasn't completely oblivious. He knew
that Master Solo had been on the Darkside, and he knew that many
still feared him and deemed him untrustworthy. He guessed it
must be a bit daunting for Sirah to live up to whatever his
expectation were, if he even had great expectations. "I'm sure
you'll do just fine," Miles tried to assure her with a lopsided
smile. "You're incredibly dedicated and talented, and I know
everyone can see that."
He expressed his own feelings of doubt to Sirah, to which she
quickly encouraged him, pointing out that he was good with a
lightsaber and that maybe he wasn't as far behind as he thought.
Miles raised a brow at that and listened as she continued,
saying that she knew that his previous profession was very
different from being a Jedi, but assured him that he was tough
and would do well. He smiled at that, thinking that it was
really nice to have such encouragement from someone he
considered to be a friend. He hoped he could encourage Sirah
too. They all needed encouragement to become what they were
supposedly meant to be. "Thanks, Sirah," he said, smiling at her
before smiling down at SP who was enjoying his freedom from
Miles' pocket.
Sirah greeted the droid, and SP stopped his rolling, blinking
his robotic eye and beeping happily at her, lifting a claw in
his form of a wave. Miles chuckled. "SP says hi," he translated
for her, watching the little droid crawl over to her and start
scratching at the dirt, beeping yet again. "No, SP, we don't
have time for games right now. We're just on a break," Miles
explained to the droid after it had asked Sirah to play a
guessing game with him that he and Miles play together when they
got bored. From the looks of it, SP had started to draw a
bogwing, a creature native to Naboo.
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Despite feeling completely unprepared for the new challenged she
faced in her life, Rey had to admit that she had come a long way
since she first met BB-8 on Jakku. She lived her life as a
scavenger, completely alone, isolated from the remainder of the
worlds. She was a pilot, she could have left whenever she
wanted, but the desperation for family -- the longing for her
parents to return -- kept her from experiencing what the galaxy
had to offer. She went from tearing apart old ships for scrap
parts and selling them for food, to being one of two Jedi
Masters in the galaxy. She went from being impoverished and
lonely, to one half of the first force dyad in generations. She
went from being at the mercy of a horrible desert slugman to
being one of the most influential figures of the New Republic.
She was a Jedi, in tune with the Force despite having almost no
formal training. Regardless of her accomplishments, of how much
she had grown in just a few years, she doubted herself on
occasion, especially when young minds were in her hands.
Her students were improving. She must have been doing something
right. Besides, Ben wouldn't have lied to her. If he thought
they were on the right track, she'd go with it. She trusted his
opinion in these matters. Despite there being a few strugglers
and a few moments were things got difficult, she was proud of
her students. Though, she'd be lying if she said she didn't have
a special attachment to young Miles. The boy had more potential
than he realized. He just needed gentle guidance in order for
him to connect with the Force. His reflexes were solid and he
was handling his training lightsaber well. He was just having
trouble with the things that weren't... tangible. She understood
why he struggled with this. She did for a bit at first as well.
She'd taken him on as her apprentice specifically to help him in
this department. She figured, if anyone could help him connect
with the Jedi of the past, it was her. Right? Maybe she was
being arrogant.
She smiled at Ben's comment about always being there for her,
even if he didn't know everything. She knew he was going to say
something like that, but the words still sent a wave of relief
through her. Ben was reliable. Well, he was now, at least. He
was complicated at first, but what else would you expect from
someone so traumatized? Someone who was conflicted and being
pulled to both sides of the Force. She was thankful that she was
able to help him all that time ago, that she saw the light in
him and was able to pull him back to it. She didn't know how she
got so lucky as to be able to do that, but she was very, very
grateful for those events, even if they were the hardest time of
her life. If she hadn't have endured the horrors of the war, the
conflict of Palpatine blood in the veins, she would have never
had Ben. She'd only have memories of Kylo Ren, someone she'd
rather forget. Despite his past, he was truly the most
trustworthy, reliable person in the world. To her, anyway. They
had a special bond. "I just wanted to save the man I love," she
said in response to him saying she'd always helped him. Thank
you for your support, Ben. I'd lose my mind without you," she
said, squeezing his hands.
Ben said that he had never known peace in his lifetime, which
was upsetting to hear. It was a statement that felt rather
obvious to her. Someone with a mind like Ben's, someone who's
constantly been torn in different directions, surely couldn't
relax. His internal struggle was only the beginning. Ben also
had the pressure of a powerful mother, one who was in the public
eye and constantly at risk for something tragic. His father was
also constantly travelling, half of his activities illegal. No
wonder he'd spent his life worrying, stressed. She stepped a
little closer to him. "I'm so happy that you're starting to find
peace. We'll have to learn what it's like together," she said
with a small nod. The past few months in particular had been
very nice overall, mostly peaceful, though Rey was still
stressing herself out over her students. The fact is, life
without war is great. She could rest in Ben's arms and fall
asleep to the sound of his voice without worrying if a planet
would blow up during the night. She wasn't constantly dealing
with muscle aches and nightmares and her uncontrollable Force
connection to Ben. Now, all the pain had vanished and her
connection with Ben was a welcome development.
Ben's suggestion to let everyone take the rest of the day off
was a good one. For everyone. Finn needed time with Poe, time
with the Senate and to tend to his government duties. The
children also needed time to play and relax and remember that
there was more to life than just redundant Jedi training. Maybe
a day to clear their heads was what they needed to help
progress. On top of that, the time for the Gathering was growing
near and it was difficult to face that with a stressed mind.
Then Ben said that they deserved a break as well, which was a
thought she had completely avoided. She expected to spend the
student's break coming up with new ideas or building equipment
or working alongside Finn and Poe. But a break with Ben sounded
perfect. Maybe she was overstressed as well. She nodded
gleefully at his suggestion. "It's true. I've only really seen
Theed and the Jedi Temple," she admitted. "Even after leaving
Jakku all that time ago, the amount of green in the galaxy still
amazes me," she added with a wistful smile.
Ben next mentioned that he happened to have an estate that he
wanted to take her to after the Gathering. She tilted her head
at this, completely unaware that Ben owned a home of kind, but
especially an estate on Naboo. Then she remembered that his
grandmother was the former queen of Naboo. "Your grandmother's
estate? So, you're telling me, if Naboo were still a monarchy,
I'd be in love with a prince?" she asked, beaming at him. She
squeezed his hands once more. "I'd be thrilled to see your
estate. It'd be wonderful to get some time alone together after
the Gathering," she added. "I think a break might be just what I
need in order to start feeling like myself again. And you
deserve to have that connection with your family," she said with
a nod.
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Poe was a generally optimistic and happy guy, even if it didn't
always seem like it. He complained a lot, he was impulsive and
sometimes said things that he absolutely shouldn't have. To
people who had just met him, he could be read as cynical or dry
or too sarcastic for his own good. But, in the end, he was
really good at keeping his head up, a smile on his face, and
shaking a lot of stress from his shoulders. It was easy for him
to snap himself out of professional mode, to get back to his
casual, leisurely self. It was a lot easier with Finn around,
even when Finn couldn't quite meet his enthusiasm. He just
admired the man so much and seeing him always seemed to put him
in a better mood. And having a bright, charming smile was a
signature thing of Poe's. Maybe -- just maybe -- it somehow
helped Finn when he was stressed too. Having a calm, content
presence should put anyone at ease, right?
He chuckled at Finn's compliments, a slight tingle in his
stomach forming when the man touched his bicep. "I just did what
Leia would have done," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I
know that I'm not an expert and that I can't do this all on my
own, but I still wish these old men would listen to me. It's
like they've already forgotten about the war with the First
Order and it hasn't even been a year," he said. He wasn't
expecting everyone to listen to him no matter what, to have any
real control over what happened. But he did expect his word to
carry a little more weight than it did. Leia Organa herself made
him a general, trusted him with the fate of the Resistance and
the future of the galaxy. How could these idiots still think him
inexperienced and unqualified?
He laughed again when Finn said that he loved it when he talked
politics. He shook his head quickly. "Sorry about that. It's
just been a day is all," he said, deciding to drop politics
altogether. It was weird talking about these things when Finn
couldn't be there to do much. He knew it was bothering him a
little bit that he didn't have time to devote to all of his
responsibilities. Besides, it's not like it was absolutely
necessary to vent to Finn about this. There wasn't much that
either of them could do until the senate started voting on
different actions to take, which would be a little while. They
still had more meetings and debates and discussions for all
sides to be presented before they'd even think of sending a task
force. The new senate was pretty stupid, but at least they
didn't rush into decisions like the First Order often did. At
least, they hadn't so far.
Poe nodded, trying to really pay attention when Finn started
venting about the frustrations he had with his Jedi training.
His jaw clenched when Finn said that he felt a need to keep an
eye on Ren the whole time, which was valid. "Yeah, I get what
you mean. I don't even know what I would do if I had to see him
every day. It's hard enough just knowing that he's living in
peace on Naboo," he said. There wasn't much anger or malice in
his voice. He was simply stating facts. "I believe he's made
some changes. He definitely loves Rey, but he still killed Leia,
so..." He tried to rub some warmth into Finn's shoulder when he
started speaking about the atrocities of the First Order. "I
know. You've seen some truly awful things," he said. "I hate
that you're having to spend so much time around him," he added.
He smiled when Finn said that he was right, holding onto his
arms and saying that he should trust him more, before capping it
off with an 'I love you," which made Poe grin like a
two-year-old. "You can always trust me. You can trust both of
us," he said, kissing Finn back. "I love you too," he said. He
waved off Finn's second apology. Of course, he wanted Finn to be
around more, to be there to help and to keep Poe company. But
his training was important and he didn't want Finn to be
deprived of Jedi training. "You need to do whatever you think is
best. And, you know, if that involves you being around me and
helping to rebuild the galaxy, I definitely won't complain. And
I know Rey will understand," he said.
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Miles' idea of sparring after dark seemed like a win-win. Sirah
knew that she needed to get some pracctical experience, to
actually have a saber-on-saber duel. If she was ever going to
prove herself to Master Solo and Master Skywalker, she had to
start finding ways to progress, to get better and to keep
challenging herself. She could feel herself growing more
stagnant by the day and it was driving her crazy. She was bored,
frustrated. That couldn't be a good sign. Anger lead to the
darkside. That's what people kept telling her, anyway. And Miles
definitely needed to feel more confident in his own skin. Sirah
wasn't always the best at talking to people, but she had more
faith in Miles than she did in a lot of people, so she hoped she
could help him see that he has so much potential.
She worried just a bit about how their mentors would take it if
they ever find out about the two of them sneaking out. But she
didn't think they'd mind too much. They never said anything
about them not doing it, about them only reserving their
lightsaber skills for a supervised time. It would show that
they're committed to their training, to learning and improving.
She hoped that they didn't somehow take this as an insult. She
didn't really want to think about the consequences her actions,
so she wouldn't. But, she had already decided that, if they did
get in trouble for any of this, she was taking full
responsibility. Miles had enough to deal with without
disciplinary actions being added to the mix. Besides, it was
more believable for her to do something against the rules than
it was for him.
She sighed dramatically at his next comment. "You're gonna get
in touch with the Force," she said. "But, you know, practicing
with a lightsaber is a good thing no matter what. And who knows?
Maybe it'll somehow help you. Maybe you'll loosen up a little or
something. Or maybe you'll kick my ass and gain some
confidence," she said with a laugh, nudging him with her elbow.
"I appreciate you being willing to spar with me. We're gonna get
good at this, okay? Have a little faith."
Talk of the Gathering made Sirah a little uncomfortable. She was
determined to nail the challenge, to face it head on and without
hesitation. But she didn't know what to expect. She prided
herself on being able to adapt to things pretty easily, handling
situations as they came to her. Regardless, going into a Jedi
rite of passage with absolutely no insight -- aside from finding
a kyber crystal and building her own lightsaber -- was
unnerving. She didn't know what she'd face or what challenges
she'd have to overcome, but she worried a lot about failing. Or
succeeding, but not well enough to impress anyone. What if she
was just mediocre? What if her kyber crystal proved that she was
nothing beyond ordinary? She gave Miles a half smile at his
reassurance. "Thanks for that," she said. "I just don't want
Master Solo to find me... disappointing," she said.
Miles needed some encouragement, maybe a push here and there. He
was holding back and Sirah could see it. Master Skywalker and
Master Solo could probably see it too. This should be really
good for both of them, but for different reasons. She wanted
Miles to be more confident, to trust himself. She didn't like
that her friend was doubting himself. He obviously didn't see
himself in the same light that she did, which was upsetting. But
you can't force someone to see their value. It just has to
happen. Probably. "No problem," she said with a quick shrug.
"Once you let yourself go a little bit and push yourself, you're
gonna be one of the best of all of us. I know you are," she
said.
Sirah couldn't help the quiet laugh she let out when SP waved at
her, lifting it's little claw into the air and beeping at her.
Sirah didn't speak droid. She had to guess at what SP said based
on how he emoted the beeps, which didn't always work. Luckily,
Miles was sort of an expert on droids and was willing to
translate for her. The droid beep again, scratching into the
dirt at her feet. She knelt down to try and get a better idea of
what he was doing before Miles quickly stopped him, saying they
didn't have time for games. "Games?" she asked. She looked down
to see that SP was drawing something. Maybe? "Sorry about that,
buddy. Maybe next time," she said to the droid.
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