"What were you thinking?! What if that pill had been poisionous?! Or what if you had gotten an alcohole poisoning?! If this is the result I get, I will never let you leave alone with your friends again!" Ano scolded her padawan, worry flowing off of her. Events?
The day before, Delphia had gone out with some of her friends, when someone offerd her a pill that was supposed to make her have fun. She did, and was easily talked into having multiple correlian whiskeys. She had been found by a friend's master while throwing up in an alley, her lekkus being held up by that friend who had been smart enough to not take that pill nor drink. The master had contacted Ano immidetly, who wasn't happy at all.
Though, Delphia was afraid what the consequens of this could be. She had heard that her friends that had gotten drunk also got canned by their masters for that. She had never been canned, and she was afraid that this would be the day she would feel how that feels.
"I'm sorry master..." Delphia whisperd, looking down in the table, almost like she was praying that it could help her out of this messy situation.
Across the table, Ano sighed, put her elbows on the table, and her forehead in her hands.
"You will be on library duty for two weeks, and you're grounded. Unless I have missions, I will escort you to your shift and to the training room, otherwise I will ask someone else to do that. You are not allowed to leave the quarters unless told." Ano said, before she got up. At that, Delphia looked up at her master, suprised.
"You.... won't can me?..." she asked in a tiny whispering voice. At that question, Ano sighed and sat down again.
"Look at me." the master told her padawan, who instantly did as told. "You will make mistakes, grave ones, maybe even worse than this. I may be angry, and I may scream, and I will be disapointed. But despite all that, I will never hit you."
- years later, years after order 66 -
A red lightsaber got activated in the mouth of the small cave. The red light shone on the walls, and on the jedi knight, sitting on her knees, her back facing the twi'lek behind her.
"Hello, young padawan. I guess you decided to learn what I refused to teach." the familiar voice of the twi'lek's former master told her. To admit it honestly, it hurt in her heart a bit, since they both knew what was about to happen.
"Cut the bantha shit and stand up." Delphia said and stood in defensive stance. She knew that it would be useless, Ano could easily overpower her, but she needed to do this. She needed to prove herself worthy. Yet, no movement from the knight.
"Or else? You'll kill me?" Ano asked, sounding so unbotherd that Delphia just got even more angry, and took a stronger grip on her lightsaber.
"I said stand up and fight!" Delphia yelled, her eyes almost glowing with anger, and hate.
At that, Ano opend her eyes. She slowly stood up, and turned around, looking Delphia straight in her eyes.
"You will make mistakes, grave ones, maybe even worse than this. I may be angry, and I may scream, and I will be disapointed. But despite all that, I will never hit you. Remember those words? I am disapointed, Delphia, but yet, I will never hit you. Do what you need to do." Ano said in a seriouse voice, before she once again sat down on her knees, and closed her eyes, this time facing her former padawan.
Delphia let off an angry battle cry, and jumped into the cave.
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Slash.
Head was rolling.
Shakingly, Delphia fell to her knees. She understood now.
Tears filled her eyes, though she wasn't sure why.
She was never angry at Ano. She was sngry at herself. She hated herself. She had made grave mistakes, but now, the only person that was trying to help her fix them had just been killed by her own hands.
She shakingly put her former master's body on her lap, and hugged it tightly as tears stained their clothes.
"I'm sorry master. I'm sorry I made you disapointed..."
