JVAYN: Mirage of Illusion

JVAYN

Jedi Temple, Coruscant
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The temple gardens flourished with clear skies and fresh air. The blossoming trees guarded shaded areas from the dawning sun.

The mornings of Coruscant at this time of rotation was cooler than most. Summers from certain planets neighboring the Coruscant systems finished their summer seasons, with some places pouring down cold rain.

Jvayn rested his eyes as he fixed himself on a meditation mat placed near the generations old Uneti tree. Jedi Master Plo Koon crossed his legs infront of him, with the two facing one another through meditation.

The tranquility brought by the temple greatly differed from the loud riffles of violence in the clone war.

It was quiet. The city surrounding the Jedi Temple was faint, with the airspeeder sounds muffled from the winds certainly exclusive to the Gardens.

Plo opened his eyes slightly, giving into a glimpse of his Padawan.

"Jvayn. Rest your shoulders. The tensity on your arms can disrupt your mind."

The Padawan blinked twice before widening his almond shaped eyes.

He loosened his arms, covered with his black sleeves.

The Jedi Master sitting infront of him nodded in approval.

"Good.. now let the wind continue to move through your body."

Master Koon's voice vibrated from the deep tone, but soft in nature. The serenity pushed through Jvayn's ears as leaves from above began to shift with the force brought from the winds.

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Quietly, Jedi Knight Bultar Swan approached the Master and Padawan. She was, indeed, the former student of Jedi Master Plo Koon, whom she was assigned to shortly after her first master, Micah Giett, fell in the hands of the Yinchorri. Her ascension to knighthood did not cut her attachment to him with respect.

Jvayn was, and always has been, like her younger brother. With Master Plo's industrious deeds with the Clone War, Bultar Swan filled in his place in tutoring Zeerel with simple studies whenever his military duty was not required.

Koon opened his eyes once more, sensing the presence of Swan.

"Good Morning. Bultar."

The Knight bowed down, positioning herself with them, sitting down with her legs crossed.

She smiled warmly, before placing her hands together. "Good Morning Master Plo. Good Greetings, Padawan Zeerel."

Jvayn returned the favor of making an obeisance.

The Kel Dor Jedi Master stood up, folding his arms together in mannerism.

"Both of you. Come with me."

In slight confusion, Swan and Zeerel glanced at one another, before focusing on their Master's request.

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The trio of Jedi walked through the Temple Halls, passing by droid janitorial services.

Jedi Knights Akir'e Tevnaria and Tara Ohvala greeted them near the golden gateways, decorated with intricate emblems imprinted centuries ago. The Mirialan Jedi Knight had just returned from an operation the day before.

Plo Koon entered through the meditation chamber. The light passing through the closed blinds emitted shadows of lines on the opposing walls.

"Now, sit. Both of you. Close your eyes."