â orto plutonia was not a kind planet, not even in its best days, but by now, after weeks of climatizing oneself to the weather, kenobi found himself capable of thinking as sharply as usual without the constant bothersome reminder of a chill that seemed content to set itself deep into his very BONES. his gear was comfortable enough, too, certainly more than that of his soldiers, given his rank (which was a bother â he needed his soldiers away from a frostbitten state if he wanted to make progress), but nothing could ever truly cover oneâs body from such HARSH CLIMATE.Â
    he had been sent a message from the council a week or less ago, a holomessage by master yoda himself, assigning him to a new padawan, whose master had died before completing her training. she was of a rare sentient species, in what came to force sensitives, and the grand master had made sure to relay enough details to make him aware of what ground heâd be stepping on â grieving younglings could be reckless and rebellious, and as someone who had lost his master himself, he could perhaps RELATE to her pain, even if he had not been assigned to any other jedi after qui-gonâs death.Â
    before quorra entered the makeshift hq where he was laying his strategy plans down for his commanders, he felt the presence of a new force sensitive breach through his mental radar. that must be her, he thought to himself while he kept with his explanations. finishing his debriefing rather swiftly (and as eloquently as ever, he hoped), he was done by the time she had taken to the room, only fiddling with his datapad to see their current status â troopers alive, food & available water, plus medical resources. it was all REQUIRED material if he was meant to keep on pressing on this offensive.Â
    the soft voice that rang, full of uncertainty, coming from behind him, had him pry his eyes of the pad he was holding to turn around on his heels. âah, hello quorra. i had been informed youâd be coming by the council. it is a pleasure to meet you.â he smiled at her, though exhaustion was clear on his features. nothing unexpected for someone with his responsabilities, really.Â
   âas you know, i am obi-wan kenobi and i will take charge of your jedi training from now on. my condolences for your late master, i hope we can get along well.â his voice was as warm as he could muster under his circumstances and he hoped the girl did not mind his attempt of sensitivity. knitting his brows together for a moment while he assessed her state, he then offered, sympathetic to her condition. ââwould you like some caf or any sort of extra gear for the cold? you seem to be freezing, young one.â
   For a split moment she was awestruck probably because sheâd been dreaming of meeting a master like Kenobi her whole life. The only ones she knew personally who was just as keen in the ways of the force, were Yoda who taught her as a youngling and Windu who had made a special connection with her when he found her. Immediately her mind brushed away the starstruck mentality, her logical ISO brain reworking and telling her there was no need for frivolities.Â
   âThank you for your condolences Master Kenobi.â she said in a more serious tone as her mind quickly shifted to her late master. âMaster Flynn will be sorely missed.â Again her mind negated thinking on it for too long, never really allowing her to become emotional over her loss of Master Flynn. âbut Iâm most excited to learn from you and I too hope weâll get along well.â she said with a nod of her head, changing the subject and offering him a weak, but warm smile of her own.Â
   Already the gears in her mind were shifting, calculating everything in her environment and him as well. It was part of her nature to be analytical. âWell, Iâm sure Iâll adjust soon...Iâve just never really experienced cold weather before...at least...nothing like this.â she said with a small chuckle. âbut thank you for the offer, however I promise Iâll be fine.â she reassured him with another nod of her head.Â
   âI think itâs I who should be asking about you...you seem rather worn down.â she said as luminous blue eyes took in his facial features. âWhich is typical of your species given the harsh environment and conditions.â she said a little coldly. She couldnât help it, it was her way of trying to empathize, but she had a long way to go in terms of learning to be a little more subtle and kinder with her version of âsympathyâ...
   Thankfully she caught herself, it was almost as if a miniature version of Master Flynn was floating in her mind telling her that wasnât the way to go about things. She winced and gave him an apologetic look. âI didnât mean anything bad by that...Iâm sorry.â she apologized. âItâs just that I spend a lot of time reading up on other species and I know humans can only take so much.â she said trying to explain herself so her comment wouldnât seem so harsh or make her seem as though she thought humans were inferior.
...so much for making a good first impression...
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