Y/N P.O.V. Time: Morning.
I had managed to get myself out of bed, and made breakfast. A good nights sleep was what both me AND Kokoa needed.
Turns out she was pulling all-nighters trying to figure out what the secret behind Moka's seal personality is. We didn't even need Inner Moka to bring her down this time. She exhausted herself right out the gates. We dragged her back to her dorm, albeit against her will. I performed a Jedi Mind Trick, telling her to pass out, before returning to my own dorm. She's been out like a light for a week. Best week I've had since I met Moka's bitchy little sister.
We're all on our way to our classes, and the chatter among students echoes across the field. I had BD-1 run a diagnostics check, just in case there was something wrong with the little battle Kokoa and I had two weeks back.
(Y/N) - Stims?
(BD-1) - (All eighteen, present and accounted for.)
(Y/N) - Scomp link?
(BD-1) - (Working perfectly.)
(Y/N) - Good. Voltage output?
(BD-1) - (Still resting comfortably at a controlled 75 thousand volts. Thanks for the battery upgrade.)
(Y/N) - No sweat... *Yawn* This last week has been the best of my life.
(Gray-haired student) - Oh! Good morning, Y/N!
(Y/N) - Oh. Hey guys.
(Orange-haired boy) - So are both of your parents coming for parent's day, or just one?
(Y/N) - Neither.
(Both) - Huh?
(Grey-haired student) - I guess that means they really trust you, huh?
(Y/N) - Oh, believe me, trust has nothing to do with it.
(Orange-haired boy) - ...I'm confused.
(Y/N) - Uh, let's see... My biological family bit the dust in a car crash thirteen years back, my foster family fucked up their marriage, and my brother tried to stab me, so I threw him into a river after hitting him upside the face with his own prosthetic arm...
They both look at me in shock.
I mean, I'm not really lying. During the fourth duel against Marcus on Kashyyyk, I had cut his prosthetic off, clocked him in the head with it, and threw him off the Origin Tree.
How he survived after drowning in the Lake of Origin, I'll never fucking know.
I turn to BD-1 real quick just to make sure I haven't missed anyone.
(Y/N) - I think that's it, but can you remember anyone else?
(BD-1) - (Cal?)
(Y/N) - Dead.
(BD-1) - (Maya?)
(Y/N) - She'll be here next year.
(BD-1) - (Nightmare Squad?)
(Y/N) - Way too far out of state.
More like off the fucking planet.
I turn to look at the boys again before responding.
(Y/N) - Yeah, no, that's everybody.
I begin to walk to my homeroom class with Nekonome. Moka's the only one to catch up before we make our way to the classrooms, and to our seats. The others likely had their parents coming, and wanted to lead them on their own.
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Truth of Soul. (A Rosario+Vampire x Jedi Male Reader fanfic.)
FanfictionForce-Sensitive orphan, Y/N Argus has completed his training as a Jedi under the tutelage of Jedi Master Cal Kestis, and returned to his home planet. After that, his abusive adoptive parents get an invitation from a strange man in a cloak. Y/N Is qu...