Chapter 4: Apprenticeship

Look at the Jedi High Council incredulously "What do you mean I'm not taking the initiate trails" I spluttered. At this point I'm fucking shitting myself no initiate trials means one of these two things. Either I'm getting exiled or some shit, but I doubt it since I've not done anything that could prompt that decision... that they should know of. Or I'm getting a master and fuck that noise.

This has got to be one of the worst times to get a Master. It's like a couple months away from the battle of Genosis, the jedi got ripped to fuckin shreds there, and I'm wanting none of that. I love life thank you very much.

If your wondering how this life threatening decision came to be we'll need to rewind a bit.

{Some time earlier}

The Crucible landed at the jedi temple, after a fun filled lightsaber making adventure. On the way back we all showed each other our light sabers, the three of them went for pretty standard lightsaber hilts with no special modifications. Pretty boring if you asked me but what can I say it's not my lightsaber. The rest of the trip was mostly spent playing cards, and me thinking about testing my new weapon out on Wires.

Bet he'll love getting slashed up as practice, ahh droids you've got to love them.

Walking down the landing ramp, me and the clan of youngling listen to some final words of wisdom from our escort Vebb. As he finished though Shaak Ti came over to the group.

"Can Lycan please accompany me to the High Council" she asked the escort, getting a swift yes as an answer since of course padawans don't have an opinion when a Jedi Master asks for something. Master Ti then turns to me and gestures to come over "Follow me Lycan the High Council has come to a decision about your future".

Pretty confused as to what she meant by that, I tailed behind her and probed "What do you mean by that?". Earning a reply from Shaak Ti as she said "Come on can't you wait till we make it too the chamber".

"Of course, of course just trying to get some information on what I'm walking into, I mean it does concern my future" I told her.

Shaak Ti's eyes glance over me for a second and she tells me, "I see the gathering hasn't changed your lack of decorum."

"What can I say, some things will never change" I spoke back.

"At least have more etiquette when you speak to the rest of the council, I might not mind but I don't think everyone there shares the same views" she advised me.

"Sure, but what do I get for being on my best behaviour" I coaxed trying to get something out of this situation.

A tick mark appears on the council members forehead "You do realise I'm trying to look out for you here, do you think Master Mundi would be happy with your lack of respect" she states with more tone in her voice.

"Of course not but what's he actually going to do, stare the face off me" I said making Shaak Ti Shake her head.

"I wondered what I was thinking when I agreed to that proposal" she sighed as we made it to the council chambers entrance. The doors to the room slide open and Shaak Ti gestures for me to go to the centre of the room while she takes her seat.

Standing in the middle of the room I greet Grandmaster Yoda, who's somehow magically got here from Ilum. After giving him a short bow I stand in front of the council in a relaxed manner, hands in my pockets as I look at the other council members stopping over Plo Koon's handsome mug for a few extra seconds as he gives me a reassuring nod.

Eventually Yoda speaks up "Decided, your future path we have. Taking the initiate trails, you shall not". This caused my previously relaxed body to lock up.

{Back to the present}

"We mean we are promoting you to the rank of padawan, therefore there is no need for you to do the trials" Mace Windu said causing all my hopes of exile to fall into the abyss.

"But how do you know I'll ready to become one" I countered back as a cold sweat begins to form on my back, "Those of us on the council think you what showed enough skill and knowledge in the force to be promoted to padawan. You know the mantra, and from your training with me I can clearly say you have the will to resist the pull of the darkside, the only thing preventing you from being a padawan was the creation of your own lightsaber." Mace Windu strongly stated leaving no room for arguments.

"Then how will a I get a master, surely I'd need to perform in the tournament to gain the approval of a potential master" I said hoping they'd delay it until after the tournament.

"We have all agreed that, you competing in the tournament will make it an unfair challenge for your opponents. Your top of your clan at both force and lightsaber technique, adding in your size and body's physical capabilities will make for a spar where your opponent is wildly outclassed, therefore giving them no chance to display their own talents without making it seem as you are allowing them the chance to do so." Windu surmised.

What kind of dogshit reasoning is that, is the whole point in the tournament not to show your skill. So what if I let them get a few easy shots, surely the potential master could still tell how skilled the youngling is from in.

"We have already chosen a master for you and gotten their approval on the matter" That's the final nail in the coffin, chances are I'll be fucking dead soon, killed off by either the droids or the bugs. Fuck this shit man, I'll need to find a way to desert soon maybe I'll should be able to kick it as a bounty hunter I just need to lay low for a while so the order doesn't find me.

While I was planning my great escape, the doors to the council chamber slid open waking me from my reverie. I wasn't in the right mindset to be ready for what came through those doors. A blue skinned twi'lek on her head was a traditional headdress for the species that framed her face and had parts coiling down the length of both lekku. She was wearing a thin black crop top revealing a fair amount of cleavage to onlookers and showing off her athletic midriff along with some tight leggings that highlighted her curves.

My mind done a complete 180, all I could think of now was how her hips must be the widest the galaxy has ever seen.

"Jedi Knight Aayla Secura has been appointed your as your master for the foresee able future based on recommendations from the council and Jedi Master Qinlan Vos".

You know what maybe the genosian and jedi armies won't be as bad as they were in cannon. Could even get brownie points with 'Master' for heroically saving her all heroic and manly like.

Finishing up the meeting Yoda slowly said "Dismissed, this meeting now is. and may the force be with you". Everyone in the chamber stands up to leave, getting a wave from both Plo and Shaak its now just me and my new boss left in the room.

Staring at each other for a moment Aayla says "Master really downplayed your size when he spoke about you" the high difference between us was quite comical for a Master apprentice duo. Despite her being tall for a female twi'lek coming in at 5'5, she was still nearly a foot smaller than me.

"I take it your Master is Vos then" getting a nod in reply. Honestly I totally forgot Vos even had an apprentice, he never spoke about Aayla whenever he stopped by my room since we normally just talked about lad stuff. He's quite a laugh when he's not out tearing it up on the battle field.

On that note Aayla declared to me "Let's go find a seat and we'll talk about why you we're made my padawan". Trailing behind her we leave the empty council chambers as we walk off to find a place for a chat.

Finding a seat at the lunch area of the temple, we called the droid over to order our food. While waiting for the food to be made Aayla questioned "Do you know the specifics of what changes now that your are a padawan". Shaking my head she continues on "The basic changes are that you now be brought on missions with me, on completion you will get paid a certain amount of credits depending on what happens on the mission. This money comes from the senate who pay the jedi credits per mission and also gives a yearly donating to the temple for the peacekeeping on Coruscant and other allied planets."

Curious to how much money I'll be able to mooch off the temple I ask "What do the jedi do with the money given to them by the senate".

Expecting this question Aayla states "Most of the yearly funds the temple is given gets redistributed to various charities around the republic. While the rest is used to either service the droids and ships at the temple or restock on equipment used for training the younglings."

Thinking for a second I wonder "Now that I'm a padawan will I get my own starfighter for travelling". I hope so piloting a fighter's got to be one of the most fun things to do at the temple. It's like playing a game in 7D. The simulators they have for training are free to use so whenever I got bored I'd jump in a pod for a fuck about. Got quite good at it too, but I recon that fleeing about in the real thing would be even better.

"As a padawan you are entitled to a Delta-7B Aethersprite-class light interceptor starfighter but they have to be ordered in so you won't have one for immediate use". Bummer but at least I'll have one soon, hope i comes before the battle of Geonosis so I can pimp the fuck out of it, stick a boom box and a couple bass boosters in there to blast the tunes from. Have a wee jedi rave on the way over.

Making sure I ask "How long do you think it'd take to arrive".

"Should be no more than a month", good stuff man the plans on.

"Being a padawan now means you have a room in the jedi temple so you'll have to move your stuff to it before the droids come and clean your room at the end of the week." fuck that's going to be a pain in the arse.

I'll just get wires to do it, give him some exercise.

"Finally as a padawan you are now able to leave the temple and have a look around Coruscant" Aayla said.

Thank fuck, finally I can leave there's so much shit to try now. Defos going to have a blast at the space booze you get here n maybe get ma hole while am at it. 9 years without a decent drinks been killing me.

"That's about it for what you need to know. I'll tell you about your apprenticeship after we eat " she says as the droid puts our plates down.

Even the food tastes better when you can see booze on the horizon.

While eating the food Aayla tells me "You know why you ended up with me instead of someone else as a master"

Swallowing the food in my mouth "Honestly I'm not too sure, from the look of things we have different combat styles from each other. So I'm guessing it's related to another factor." I told her as I fill my spoon up with more of the plant filled shite that's on my plate.

"Something like that. Some of the members of the High Council have concerns about you falling to the darkside since you have learned Vaapad. So I've been tasked to look out for you in case it happens since... I have previous experience returning to the light." she told me in an ashamed manner towards the end.

Slightly confused I asked "And how are you supposed to help me if that happens?"

In a solemn manner Aayla explains, "Back when I was a padawan under my masters tutelage, I ended up loosing my memory due to being drugged by glitteryll. During the time my memory was lost, someone seduced me to the darkside. Eventually I managed to return to the light and with the help of my master I got my memories back as well. Knowing about this the High Council deemed me suitable to help you if the time ever arises."

Well there's something I never knew, but you know what they say. If they can do it once, they can do it twice.

Finishing the slop that the Jedi's call food we get back to the initial conversation.

"The apprenticeship will last until I think you are ready for the padawan trials. While at the temple you will be trained by me 6 days a week, unless we I tell you otherwise." Aayla begins to explain.

Man 6 days a week is brutal, have the jedi never heard of child labour before.

"What would you train me in?" I questioned my master causing her to ponder over the question for a moment.

"From what I've heard you are adept at form 5 and 7. While I can't help you with form 7 that much, I can help you improve upon form 5 and also form 4 if you would like to learn it to a higher degree. I'm also a proficient pilot so we will have advanced flight lessons when your ship arrives"

Extra form 5 training sounds decent but I'm not too sure about form 4, my bodies a bit to heavy for agile movements like that but it wouldn't hurt to try. The flighting lesson would be good too, don't want to get blasted up in space during the clone wars that'd just be a disappointment to die like that.

"What about force abilities, can you teach me any?" as much as the archives have done me a solid I've practically run them dry that this point. To get more force techniques I'd need someone to teach me.

"In combat I don't tend to use any other force skills other than the basics." Well that's just great, so much for that then. "But I do know how to use some technqiue that's essential for infiltration and confusing opponents" making me perk back up.

"Can you teach me it" no matter what kind of force technique it is, they are always useful in one situation or another. Better off learning it in case I end up having to use it one day.

"It's more of an innate ability that come naturally to people but I'm willing to try and teach you if your ready to put in the effort" Aayla tells me.

"Definitely if I don't have the talent to learn it, I'll just focus on other things" I answered making my master nod.

"Good answer, there's no point in getting hung up over something your not good at. Why don't we head a training room then and I'll show you how it works". Standing up she heads over to the exit with me following behind her.

After a short eye candy filled walk we entered a training room. As soon as the doors shut Aayla disappears, guessing that this is her infiltration technique I give the room a one over in an attempt to find her. Sensing movement to my left I turned to look. When suddenly there's arms wrapped round around my neck with a dainty blue thumb pressing against my neck.

"That was force cloak mixed in with a some slight illusions. How'd you like the demonstration" She cheekily in her accented voice,

"I'll admit it you got me there, but how do the techniques work since I doubt they'd work as well if I knew what I was up against." I replied enjoying the feel of her ample chest on my back.

"Force cloak is a technique where you manipulate the light and soundwaves around your body to make you essentially invisible, its weakness is that you can still be found by force sense so it's not very useful against force sensitive beings".

Thinking of an idea "Can't you use force stealth at the same time to null its weakness" I said.

"It is possible but that requires an incredible amount of skill to perform both techniques at once" she breathed into my ear.

Understanding what she was getting at I intended to end the conversation "As much as I enjoy having you latched onto me, I have a room to move out of so unless you want to help your beloved padawan you can let go".

Unravelling her arms from my neck, she giggles and steps away. "Assume that means I won't get help" shaking her head she pats my shoulder and walks towards the exit. "Nope you can count it as early training, which begins tomorrow by the way" Aayla says walking away as her plump bottom swings with each step.

Fuck she's sexy.

After threatening to cut Wires's oil supply off if he didn't pack all the stuff in my room up, the first part of moving rooms was complete. As we were about to start moving the boxes I heard someone knocking on my door.

Sliding the doors open I'm greeted to a group of Knox, Ashoka and Laila. Before I could speak I was bombarded by all sorts of questions.

"Right calm the fuck down, there was far too many questions for me to answer there" this got the younglings to quieten down, "Now one question at a time so I can actually answer them".

First was Ashoka "What we're you called to the council for?" a relatively easy question to answer, "They promoted me to the rank of padawan hence why everything in the rooms packed up, next". Then came Knox "How was it being in a room with so many Jedi Masters your self" fucking fanboy pansy ass cunt, of course he'd ask something like that. Bet he jerks off to lightsaber forms before bed every night. "Uncomfortable, it's proper weird having so many grown men staring at you" especially Ki-Adi-Mundi that guy's a fill blown psychopath. Lastly the young zeltron "You need any help with moving" and there's why Laila's my favourite "Aye that'd be decent, just make sure too leave plenty boxes for Wires. He needs to work hard to justify his up keep price".

"But Master you don't pay for my up keep" the droid rebutted as he was stacking the boxes. "Pay me back for all the time I spent building you then" I said turning around to check if he was still working.

Ashoka and Laila both came in to carry some boxes, and eventually after Knox was done fapping over the council he helped too. Making sure we brought all the stuff so we didn't need to come back for a second trip, we set off to find ma new gaff. Being careful not to drop anything, we made it to the main jedi apartment complex.

Entering the hall you could instantly see the upgrade from the youngling quarters. I'll tell you for a bunch of minimalists the jedi sure did like their fancy buildings, they even have an entire hall of cyber crystals somewhere in the temple. The shiny marble floor had a red velvet carpet stretching across its entire length, and with medium-sized pillars separating the rooms you could say I was impressed at the standards of the hall.

Sadly may impression of the hall hit rock bottom as soon as the room door opened. "Fucks sake it looks the same" but apparently I was the only one that cared that the only difference between the rooms was a bigger window. It genuinely was just an upgraded prison cell minus the bars.

"Just put the stuff down wherever, Wires can unpack it." I told them getting the droid the comment unhappily "But Master Lycan I've not had a break since you came back". Before he could stop working I quickly said "You don't get tired, maybe if you finish up quickly I'll give you the oil" and that's how you give a droid incentive to do shit.

While we were waiting on Wires to unpack Ashoka asked "Who did the council assign you as a Master".

it felt weird speaking to a more mild Ashoka at this point, I can remember watching the clone wars and fucking hating her character at the start. With good reason to as well, she was just a general annoyance that would get away with shite all the time. Then eventually her character development hits and she evolves into a decent person.

The Jedi done her dirty though since apparently no one in the order knows how to conduct a decent investigation. Then when she gets her name cleared they have a cheek to hit out with it was a test.

That's like being falsely accused on death row and nearly getting offed. Only surviving when they find the real culprit. Typical jedi shamelessness.

"Aayla Secura, can't say I'm not happy with the councils choice either" I reply to her earning a strange look in return

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"That seems like a weird choice to train you" she probes.

"It is but according to the council she's the best choice to help me in case I fall to the darkside from using Vaapad" I tell her

Not understanding how those two things tie together she questions "And how is she supposed to help with that".

"Fuck knows maybe she'll seduce me back to the light with that sexy body of hers" causing Ashoka's face to blush as she lets out a chuckle, and Laila's skin began to change between different colours as she'd been listening into the conversation.

Don't ask about Knox who knows what weird stuff he's up to just now. After we finished carrying my stuff to the new room he left between labored breaths, guess talking about the council was too much for his virgin cock to handle.

Wait can I even make virgin jokes about others in this body. Fuck it I'll get that problem sorted when I leave the temple.

Looking at the clock that reads '14:07' I ask the pair if they want to grab some lunch then get some training in after. Agreeing we go down to canteen get some scran and find a training room that's empty.

Wires was freshly oiled and ready to go. Being the gentleman that I am, I let Laila and Ashoka spar with him first while I started to blast targets with electric judgement. Recently I've been trying to improve on it, sure shooting lightnings fine but there's many other ways that could make it better.

I've been able to make the lightning chain between targets but that's about it so far. The plans to make a couple more variants to use in combat and to do that I first need to learn how to control the the lightning as it's shot out, and that shites not easy. Maybe I'll go ask Plo Koon about it, see if he's got any idea's. If I could fully control the lightning it would be much easier to avoid people blocking it with a lightsaber since you could split the stream at the last moment and fry the cunt.

Another thing I'm trying to do it release the lightning from different parts of my body, once I get it down if going to be great for fighting dirty. Imagine showing an opening to your opponent just for some lightning to fly out, a perfect strategy if I do say so myself.

Some time later Laila and Ashoka finish sparing with Wires and begin to train in the force. While I started to copy the fuck out of Wires using form 3.

I'm going to practice the fuck out out of it for Genosis, since I'd rather not get murdered by some trigger happy droids spraying fire from all over the place. If I'm going to survive I'll need to make sure my blaster defence if top notch. Definitely going to get some armor as well, not sure what type though.

After a few hour we finish the session up as I told them I was going out to explore Coruscant before my training starts tomorrow.

"You two want me too look for anything when I'm out" I asked them. Getting two negative replies they left and I went for a shower and a change of clothes before covering up Wires to bring him with me without attracting too much attention. Wrapping him in some thick robes with a hood, we began to leave the Jedi Temple.

Leaving and getting to see the streets of Coruscant for the first time was quite the experience, the hustle and bustle was on a different level from anything I've seen before. Level 5127 was where the giant city was, so from the roads me and Wire were walking on, I could see the countless starships (I think) using flight paths to move around.

Another thing I was impressed at was how clean the streets were, literally not one spec of dust anywhere. Imagine the cost of keeping everything clean with droids, too much for me to think about that's for sure.

First things first, I need some credits or I won't be able to do shit. No booze, no armour, no nothing. Therefore I find my way through the masses of people to an elevator that could take me down to the lower levels of the planet. Since what's a better way to get money than to borrow it from other criminals.

Stepping in the lift Wires pressed the key for a random lower level, while the music in the elevator starts to play... what in the actual fuck is this shite. It literally sounds like gears turning.

There's another way to make credits here, give the aliens some decent tunes to listen to instead ae this shite.

After a long elevator journey filled with diabolical music we reached the underground of Coruscant, "I have to agree with you Master Lycan, even my central processing unit is struggling to understand the enjoyment for listening to what my auditory sensors are picking up on". You know its bad if the droid can't make heads or tails out it.

With plans of being an intergalactic DJ on the horizon, me and Wires began scouring Coruscant's dirty underbelly for criminal activity. The difference is like night and day comparing this level to the surface, the general lack of light paired with a lack of law enforcement makes for a shady looking level. The buildings being run down was the least of your worries being here, the two of us were only walking around for a few minutes and we already seen several cases of armed robbery.

Of course we stopped it after robbing all participants of their coin, which was easy even without a lightsaber. Even if I wasn't as awesome as I was, having a fucking ninja killer droid made it an easy task. Before knocking them out and ditching them in a random alley way we made sure to get some information about the crime bosses in this area.

With a few timely threats we worked out that a man called Nhax Menerro was top dog around here and therefore will be our ticket out of poverty.

A few more threats to the right people and we got an area where he usually sets up shop in while he's here. Heading over we began the search.

Watching from the roof of a nearby building we see our man sitting at a desk facing away from the window while his arms were rapidly packaging some sort of blaster rifles in a container which markings read something completely different. Nhax's main business is shifting weapons too different gangs, both on and off planet.

He's probably got other jobs on the side but who cares at this point. All I care about is how much money he's got saved up.

Telling Wires the plan and that before we get all the cash and information he has, that he's not aloud to kill him. Otherwise we'd just have a dead man and no clue where his stuff is.

After double checking to make sure Wires won't do anything daft. Wires scaled the side of the building and broke through the window entering the room from behind our cash cow.

With Wires busting through the window and pinning the man onto his seat with a blaster aimed at his skull, I had the grand view of seeing the testicles on his lower jaw quiver as he sat in fear of what's to come. All the while I was thinking about how such a fugly species came to exist.

Swear down that when I watched the first movie I genuinely thought that the mandibles on the Aqualish from the cantina were just a pair of balls latched onto his face.

Wires picks the blaster hanging off his hip and tosses it over to me. Catching it I have a look at the design, and found out it was a GL-77 blaster pistol. Nothing too special so I add it to the collection of new blasters hanging from my belt.

Walking up to the captive I tell him "Tell me where you keep your money and I won't kill you" making the Aqualish tremble even more than he already is.

A few weird noises later Wires translate it into "I will tell you what you want to know, just please don't kill me".

"Bring us to it then, Wires don't let go of him in case he tries something". Following being Nhax and Wires, he took us too another room in the complex and points to a safe.

"Open it" I ordered while Wires lets an arm go so he could punch the code in. An audible crack comes from the safe as the door begins to side open and I seen the multitude of different colours of credits lying inside. It was a beautiful till I realised there was only around 30,000 credits. The bastard must still be hiding some.

Turning back to look at Nhax and stared to use a mind trick on him that would amplify his fear. Don't want to risk trying to mind break him before getting the money.

"The rest of the money where is it?" I commanded as I pulled a blaster pistol off my hip. Aiming the muzzle at his head "I'll give you 5 seconds to give me an answer before I pull the trigger".

Beginning to tone down on the fear, on the count of 3 Nhax spills the beans on where he stashed the rest of his money.

"Well hurry up and take us to it then" I said while spinning the blaster round my finger. Stumbling around, he eventually takes us to a different room and opens up a compartment hidden under furniture.

In the room there was credits lying everywhere a good hundred thousand if I was correct. Looking back at the Aqualish I demanded "Your ship as well, where do you keep it".

Saying something which Wires translates into "He's keeping it in ship yard 43, he said he'll even give you the keys for it". After Wires says that Nhax walks over to a drawer and puts a code in to open it.

Feeling around the drawer he rapidly pulls out a different blaster pistol and fires a few shots at me and Wires. Fucking dick should've expected something like this from someone who's been in the smuggling business for years.

Holding my hand out I use tutaminis to absorb the blaster fire aimed at the two of us while Wires fills the Aqualish up with plasma from his blaster.

"Good job mate, since he's dead I need you to find somewhere to leave the body". As the droid leaves with the dead Nhax, I begin sorting out the credits into different bags to make it easier to carry.

Soon Wires makes it back and I tell him to bring down all the blasters he was packing so I could take a look at them. When he brought them down I almost had a fucking heart attack. T-7 ion disruptor rifles and 30 of them at that, these bad boys are lethal to organics and droids. I could probably sell these for a pretty penny but fuck that imagine having a platoon of troops with these, Not many things would be able to stop them.

Thinking for a moment I tell Wires, go and find one of those mad floating things for all the cargo. We're moving everything out of here and getting a better place to keep it.

While my partner does that I, finish up packaging everything up for the move. In total we've make 360,000 credits which is good for just now, not enough to buy full starships or anything like that but at least I'm not poor anymore.

Eventually Wires brought back one of those floating things and we begin our ascent to buy a new gaff.

After a relatively easy trip to an upper level of Coruscant with a lower crime rate. I bought a flat to stash the money in along with the disruptors we took from the testicle faced cunt.

We checked out the ship he had too, disappointingly it was nothing special just a basic Coruscant Freighter.

Not really worth upgrading but it can still be used to carry shit so I won't be selling it yet. Can't wait for my ship to come so I can take it for a spin.

Right now I'm in the entertainment district, and you already know what the script is. Am gonny git fuckin mad wae it aff alien drink, it's a Scottish's mans wet dream.

Heading to the Outlander Club, that club where Obi-wan was tempted to buy death sticks. From the reviews that were on the Holonet said it was the best value club in this area.

So with the intent of getting rattled I entered the club.

What a fucking disappointment this is. There's not even tunes on just cunts walking about in silence, where's the fun in that. No even a band or anything. This just pushed me further down the line of making tunes for these boring cunts. Shit maybe I could make a club that doubles down as an information broker, sounds like a sound plan to me.

Walking up to the bar, I was amazed at the different kinds of booze they had in stock, there's literally so much bevvy here I've never drank before, so many different ways to black out.

In fact do I even want to black out again, this shit happened last time. Fuck it fingers crossed I won't end up in a different universe again.

Ordering some ardees from the Human bar tender was easy as just asking, what can I say being this tall, tattooed and handsome has its perks. Never even had to use a jedi mind trick.

Taking my first swig of intergalactic alcohol and I must say, unlike these aliens taste of music, their alcohol is spot on. I doubt this stuff's very hard though, should probably branch out onto some spirits. Unlucky that Wires can't drink must be fucking shite living like that.

A few rounds later that consisted of a multitude of different drinks, a man who I could tell was force sensitive sat in the barstool next to me. He had unkempt black hair with some stubble that made him look like a dodgy dealer you'd see around here trying to punt death sticks.

"What's a padawan like you doing here didn't the order teach you better" The man said while ordering a drink for himself.

The man was Rael Averross and if I actual gave a fuck about the jedi order this guy would be my role model. He was like Qui-Gon Jinn on steroids with a drinking problem. He overall didn't give two fucks about how other people seen him, as long as it didn't break the code he was all for it. Don't really know much about him other than he was Count Dooku's padawan.

"What can a man do when he's got role models like you" I jested back at him, getting a shrug of a shoulder from the jedi master.

"What can I say, a man's gotta do what a mans gotta do. Jedi or not" he sagely said.

Nodding I raise my cup and say "I'll drink to that" and we clinked our glasses together, officially beginning the first Jedi sesh in all of galactic history.

"So really, why you here I know I don't check in on the younglings these days but for one to turn up here as soon as he's a padawan. That's got to say something about the orders methods" he asked me.

"The trainings boring as fuck mate, what'd you expect me to do when I can finally get a drink" I tell him while finishing my glass of jet juice.

"That's it young padawan, let the drink flow through you" Rael quipped, fucking hell I nearly spat the booze back out when he said that. I imagine every jedi on Coruscant just felt a disturbance in the force when he said that.

"If the council heard you staying that they'd be in uproar" I told him as I ordered another glass of jet juice, that shits what I'm looking for, something hard to get me blotto. Its a pain in the the arse having a body like this since my alcohol tolerance feels like its double what it was back in Scotland.

And that's saying something.

"The councils always in an uproar, should've seen them the time I convinced Qui-Gon that getting pussy was a good idea Hahahaha". Ordering a jet juice of his own Rael told me about his antics with his late friend and I quote he said 'Falling in love—that's what the Jedi Code forbids. Getting laid? Not so much.' what a legend, fuck Ki-Adi-Mundi he got special permission for it since his species cock doesn't work properly so he doesn't count.

After a good laugh and a few more drinks he tells me "I'm going to head out front for a cig, you coming".

Quickly downing the rest of my drink I said "Sound mate, but only if you tap is wan" already with a fag in his gub he replies "Fine, I'll even jump in for a packet if you want".

Leaving the bar we stepped round the side alley and he pulls out 2 cancer sticks. I started cracking up when he pulled his lightsaber out to light his fag.

Eventually I got round to lighting mine while my intoxicated mind watched in shock and awe at the smoke bending Rael was doing. When he said to watch him I was expecting hoops and shit, no full blown starships made out of smoke.

"Here mate, you ever though of making a force technique like that" I asked cause honestly I think its plausible some sort of illusion technique or an escape one.

"No can't say I have. I only learned it since it's good for picking up the Twi's around here" This guy man, the only Jedi master with decent patter. Don't get me wrong Plo Koon and Shaak Ti are nice but you couldn't banter around with them like you can with Rael.

"Am serious mate, a think it's got potential" I told him.

Ceasing to blow more smoke contraptions Rael thinks for a moment and says "Fuck it sounds like a decent idea. Won't be able to do it sober though so I'll tell your master we're going round Coruscant for some secret training if you catch my drift".

"Aye mate, becoming one with the booze and all that" I say wisely with a serious look on my face.

Dibbing the fags out Rael said to me with a sly smile "You know speaking of your master I spoke with her before I left and she said you've got training tomorrow" fuck forgot about that. I'll need to get up early as well, hopefully my sexy body will kick in and save me from a hangover.

"Forgot about that man, I'll have to head" before I could turn to leave Rael grabs me and says "Don't go through the main entrance smelling of alcohol the sentinels are assholes about drinking. If they see you going in drunk they'll end up taking you to the council for some sort of reprimanding for drinking so young, plus your Master will end up in trouble for not keeping you on a leash".

"What do you suggest then?", the Jedi Master smiles at this and answered "You and your droid follow me. I'll show you my secret passage that I take when I go back to the temple pissed".

Following along with Wires he takes us down winding side streets till we end up directly beneath the temple. From there on we had to some mad parkour while Wires was strapped to my back. Defos need to stick a jetpack on him, fact I need a jetpack. I could just fly up instead of jumping everywhere.

Eventually we reach the ventilation shaft that leads to them temple. At this moment I realised how much work he put in finding this route out.

Stopping, Rael reaches into his pocket and give me a sheet of paper that had the ventilation layout for the entire temple saying "You keep it, I've got a couple copies in my room. I only need it for when I'm proper drunk and forget the way back".

"Cheers mate, al catch ye after then" waving at the sound as fuck jedi master I head for the ventilation in my hall so I can at least get a little sleep before my dangerously sexy Master starts training me.

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