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(Messenger things.) Mid Rim > Naboo > Council of Knowledge > East Courtyard 207 ABY ——— A shout and a ripple of satisfied excitement rang out from the favorite space near the pillars. The evening gatherings were a good thing as far as Kaytren was concerned, but she found herself gravitating a small...

Coruscant > Restored Jedi Temple > Jonan-Li Family Quarters ~ 223 ABY ——— The Healer sat on the wooden deck of the small patio that led out from the back door into the garden that was shared by a few family apartments. Keto was away, though she expected him back any week. She'd been tending to her ...

There was nothing comfortable about watching a tense and furious twelve year old force enough breathing strategies and self-control on himself to sit like that while he clawed blackness and power into his body. Kayten gave him her attention and listened anyway. The language and the energy around it ...

206 ABY. Naboo > The Council of Knowledge. ‘Each member of the Jedi Order—from the youngest initiate to the wisest master—was devoted to following the Jedi Code: There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos...

‘Adrian? He's everything to me… so small though.’ By some circumstance so improbable that she had to wonder what the Force had been working at, even the original plasma piercing had missed anything vital and avoided the Sith-raised teenager's spine. There was still something wrong, but it was more ...

Kaytren’s nostrils flared as she breathed out in a warm scoff of chuckle. It didn’t matter to her if Erril’s mildly critical observation was a redirection tactic; she would take the humor either way. The young woman in dusty civilian clothing grinned a little over her coffee cup while she jabbed the...

Uvena Prime, Jedi Praxeum. 201 ABY. --- “Padawan Li. Go ahead.” The nineteen year old thanked the guard and walked past him into the fortified council room. Kaytren was still dressed in the plain clothes she’d arrived in, though she wore her lightsaber hilt visibly on her hip as a clear "Jedi" sign...

The evil was so thick in this place that it felt like walking through stickiness. The Healer hadn’t dared to completely stretch her senses out through it again lest that Force-awful migraine come back, but she had the sense that somehow there was at least a little less of it wherever they were headi...

“Adrian, hello. Please come and sit down.” The unspoken surprise on her face was evident as the Healer dipped her head in greeting and motioned him in from the doormat toward the living room. They had dwelled among the Jedi together for most of a decade now—and she was unimaginably thankful for tha...

“Adrian, hello. Please come and sit down.” The unspoken surprise on her face was evident as the Healer dipped her head in greeting and motioned him in from the doormat toward the living room. They had dwelled among the Jedi together for most of a decade now—and she was unimaginably thankful for tha...

“I’m alright… Thank you for asking.” Did she want to tell him about more than that? It didn’t feel like much of a secret around too many of the enemies that actually mattered at the moment, unfortunately, but that didn’t mean she should list her sensitivities for this boy, too. The moment had passe...

As far as the amulet was concerned, Kaytren had spent enough practical time dealing with Sith-type Force users that she knew asking him to remove the thing in the first place would have only started a conflict—let alone trying to do it herself without his permission. So she brought it up tactfully, ...

A quiet pause hung in the air as her fingers and palm settled against his back and side again, this time with no fabric between them. The smallest ghost of a reaction twitched at the corners of her mouth when he joked, but there was nothing that lasted about it. The Jedi young woman had gone still. ...

Kaytren’s firelit brown eyes met Adrian’s blue ones for a moment while his expression shifted from the tug of a half-grin at Luka, to the cooler and more unreadable look that seemed to be the dark-haired teen's chosen demeanor for this situation. She took a calm sip from her mug and watched both you...

"Thank you Ma'am." Kaytren's eyes rested on the elder of the two young men for a moment longer before she turned away to the kitchenette counter. She brushed each of her tunic sleeves a handful of inches higher up her forearms, absently making and leaving visible the crooked bracelet band around he...

“Master Li; we missed you.” Nash, the trooper lieutenant on duty, had removed his helmet to greet the woman with a salute and a warm smile when she arrived at the appropriate staff entrance to the service facility. “Thank you, Nash. Will you tell me about your favorite new visitor of the day?” The ...

- Not Far Away. - Kaytren perched neatly against the edge of the desk in the Temple’s security office, watching with warmth and comfortable amusement while the typical owner of the desk crouched agilely on the floor and carefully held out a clawed hand to her youngest son, encouraging the still-uns...

Kaytren listened quietly to the boy and kept careful notes in her mind, even if answering Svo’k about his son or the Grey, or anything else just now, wouldn’t have helped. He wasn’t wrong about much, as best as she could tell from the pieces. He was hardly in the right situation to raise a son as th...

In those dreamy days... Kaytren glanced from Erril’s mild grin to the base of the fire, soaking in the warmth of the tangible presences around her. Eventually her eyes wandered back to the generations-old freighter while she looked at the memories and the shape of it against the starry valley lands...

“Of course the Sith are taking notes! Do you think that I… I’m sorry; that wasn't fair of me. But yes, I know everyone is taking notes. Every enemy or ally or the leaders of any power that remotely care in this galaxy... are all keeping the most relentlessly detailed record. I know.” Her voice had ...

The narrowed eyes, resentment, and moment of barely restrained rage in him all seemed real and valid to him. Svo’k had no reason to lie about his mother that Kaytren could think of. But he was coming out of his shell enough to talk to her now, so the young Jedi woman watched the boy’s body language,...

‘Yes. There was a mission, and not much I could…’ Kaytren did her best to listen to every word Kel spoke, though she heard him as if there was water in her ears... Or that Force-forsaken bacta. The Healer set her cup on the rail and looked down at the cavern garden. She slowly twisted her hands aro...

The young Corellian woman held the borrowed cup in her hands without drinking, or breathing for a moment until she reminded herself, while she waited for the younger part-Sephi to settle his tea and responses. Something about the nerve she’d chosen to press on had cut him more sharply than she’d int...

“He is as kind, thoughtful, and as caring a child as they come.” Kaytren reiterated quietly after a moment of watching the younger father with his head buried in his hands. Her empathy for Svo’k was so piercing that it felt like a physical wound in her stomach, but pushing too much affection on him...

“That… doesn’t sound right, but I wasn’t there. I’m sorry. My mother was.. executed when I was very young.” As barely a Force-Sensitive, put to death with no weapon in her hand by a Sith or Darksided leader, while she distracted them and kept her daughter hidden behind a bunch of stuffy coats in th...