#v: padawan

[poewingsdameron]

|| Master and Padawan || @lightloyal ||

Poe knew his own nervousness was working against him here but how was he supposed to just calm down when he was about to face his perhaps only chance at ever becoming a Jedi Knight? Most of his clanmates have already been chosen by various master to be trained, but Poe had been overlooked, omitted. He knew why - his results were unbalanced. Though he excelled in what he was innately talented at, he still royally sucked at the skills which were currently absolutely crucial for a jedi and a padawan. He was last in practically all of the external, physical applications of the force. At least he wasn’t last in lightsaber training, but only because he made up for his lack of force skills with physical ability and form. Still... No master wanted to take the risk, not when they were fighting on the front lines of the Clone Wars. And though Poe could see the reason, it didn’t change how desperately he wanted to be chosen, to be given a chance, at least!

Now he was sat waiting in the northern garden for no other than Obi-Wan Kenobi, the one as legendary as Anakin Skywalker - no, more than Skywalker. He was the one who had trained him, after all! And so, Poe was a ball of nerves, pacing thought trying not to, picking at his robes and stopping himself. What if he doesn’t like me? What if he won’t choose me either, even though master Yoda asked him to? The ultimate choice always belonged to the master in question, after all.

He sensed Obi-Wan’s presence long before he heard his approach. He has seen him and met him a few times as a youngling and just like he could recognize faces, Poe recognized the feeling, the imprint in the Force, of those he’s met in his life. Obi-Wan was coming and Poe was so eager and also so unprepared!

First he stood straighter, then decided that was awkward and sat on the edge of the fountain, then that felt wrong as well and he sprung back to his feet and now he could hear the master’s steps and just turned towards him, a mess of dark curls, his big, brown eyes looking to master Kenobi with hope and nervoussness.

[ofclassifiedscavengers]

@poewingsdameron​ liked for a starter

Rey sat in the med bay nervously, sat on her hands and her feet unable to touch the floor from the stool she had been offered by the Master observing the patients. It had been a busy week for Rey, it was finally time for her to be put forward for consideration to be a pawadan. For years she’d been showing a lot of promise and the creche masters had told her that several Masters would be certainly watching her with interest. She had spent the entire week waiting for Master Dameron to arrive, like he’d promised, only to be told that he’d arrived at the temple badly injured and immediately taken to the med bay. Which is how she landed herself sat next to her old friend, waiting for him to wake up.

[rcfekjwtaardby-moved]

@vuulpecula​

For the first time in a long time, Anakin was on his own. Obi-Wan flew off on some mission for the Jedi Masters and left him to train. But Anakin could not meditate for too long and decided to go and see the car races. He was delighted when he learned that there was car racing on Coruscant. Unfortunately, Obi-Wan was not thrilled with such a sight, and this was the first time Anakin could go there and not listen to his mentor's reproaches.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to push you ... Fox? Is it really you?"

[fallsekings]

New Muse- Obi-Wan Kenobi (Test Muse)

[poewingsdameron]

You’re an empath/telepath. Could you hear and feel what the clones were about to do before it happened? What was it like?

"Cold."

He sighed, took a deeper breath, putting his current emotions, which the memory of that day still brought forward, under control so as he wouldn't project them at the other.

"Where there had been the constant, warm hum of my squad's minds, their thoughts and emotions, focus on the mission... Suddenly there was nothing but the need to follow the order, to kill." He described, voice level but quiet, serious.

"It wasn't angry, or fearful, or any emotion much really... which is why it was so cold. So strange. And confusing." He explained.

"Silence is much harder to hear than noise..."

[poewingsdameron]

Purge 

@lightfaithed

“M-master, can you hear me?” He sniffled into the comms, literally kicking the ship he managed into a take off. “Master? I’m here, I’m... p-please, please reply, master, please...”

His sniffles turned into little sobs again as there was no reply from Obi-Wan on the comm. He could feel that his master was alive, sense him still near the planet somewhere, so why wasn’t he replying? Was he injured? Unconscious? Being taken away? His mind gave him all the worst possibilities and it was hard to think clearly when his chest felt like an open, gaping wound. The pain, it radiated all throughout the force, the shock, the betrayal, the pain of their fellow jedi all across the Galaxy. Their death. It was unlike anything Poe had ever felt, the kind of pain even years of war couldn’t preare him for.

The ship wasn’t as fast as his delta had been but it shoot through the atmosphere in to the cold of space. The stars, as they shimmered against the darkness of it, looked as if they were crying right with him.

“Master... w-where are you, master?”

[poewingsdameron]

@stillfocvsed

"Master Tachi, how old were you when you were picked by your master?"

[poewingsdameron]

@skysnipsw

“Obi-Wan got sent on some mission I apparently ‘wasn’t ready for yet’...” Poe winced and rolled his eyes as he relayed that information, “...soooo I’m your problem now.” He finished jokingly, giving Anaking a slightly over-the-top grin.