The outpost.

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First Person POV

 I was sleeping soundly onboard my ship until someone decided to attempt to contact me,  I must of slept for a full day because it was around the same time as yesterday, I answered it and heard a female voice that didn't sound so tired as I was...

???: Hey Y/N? Is this you your frequency? I asked around a bunch and finally got it, wanted to see if you wanted to hang out.

Y/N: (yawning) Who is this? And hang out? How did you get this frequency? 

Serra: Y/N its me Serra? Remember for the tomb and rescuing you? Come on, I'm not that forgettable am I?

Y/N: No, I just simply know to many Jedi names, (a little dumb founded) sorry you wanted to hang out? For what reason?

Serra: Thought you could do with a friend, considering many other padawans are scarred of you I though you would enjoy some time with someone.

Y/N: Fine, give me an hour and I'll leave my ship, any where you wanna meet?

Serra: By the meditation chambers, no one is there at this time, see ya soon!

She soon ended the call leaving me to quietly groan in bed, my arm slightly ached from the day before, but I could do with some down time for myself I guess... I lazily got up before heading to my refresher to get a quick shower to wake up, after a solid shower and getting dressed, I left my room to see HK trying to modify It's weapon at the holo table. His tools were scattered about but he was much more organized than we use to be. 

HK: Good morning master, You seem well rested after yesterday's adventure, please ensure you come back safe and sound if you do leave, it does get quite boring here.

Y/N: I'll try and fit you in with my next mission I'm on, That okay? 

HK: I would be most proud to serve you, master.

Y/N: Sadly, you may not get to kill living things, just other droids.

HK: It will make due, do you have somewhere to be?

Y/N: Someone want's to speak with me, I'll be back later, don't do anything drastic now.

HK: Me? Never master.

I nod at him glad with his answer, and leave the ship. I begin to make my way towards the Jedi meditation chambers on this level, I find them soon enough and actually knocked on the door to act somewhat mannered. 

Serra: (excitedly) Y/N! So good to see you, how have you been? Gone on any exciting missions yet?

Y/N: (nervously chuckles) Not exactly... I got shot on my last one, that was painful, the other one I went and got eaten by a Zillo beast alive...

Serra: I head, hope you didn't lose anything important now, did you?

Y/N: Just my cloak, but I got several stored on my ship, although they're much more lighter and bigger, I'm sure I'll keep it in fit. 

Serra: (Smirking) Lucky, I stopped growing a few years ago, but I'm still taller than most padawans my age.

Y/N: Size does not matter, its a matter of perspective really.

Serra: (laughs) Ha! You sound like master Yoda!

Y/N: (not amused) Right... why did you want me here?

Serra: To practice mediation? Duh!

I looked at Serra with a questionable look before realizing what she wanted, Meditation was meant to be a way to Relax or search for answers through visions with the force. I however, did not have the nicest of memories to use for such a trial.

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