Post by Lady Enelya on Mar 14, 2005 10:19:37 GMT -5
Riathas stepped off the landing platform, it had been years since she had visited this place. It looked exactly the same. The masters in their brown tunics and the padawans in their white practise robes, their top nots braided in the traditional fashion.
Her own robes flowed around her feet, she was not wearing her traditional robes of the order, but a robe of pale pink satin, that was intricatly embroidedered with silver trim. She was a senator as well as a jedi which sometimes put her at odds with the council, but her home was improtant and when she had been asked, she agreed immediatly, and the council had, at the time, granted her a dispensation to do her duties.
Granted, but not willingly, she felt sure that the supreme chancellor had stepped in on the tumedas behalf and pressured the council.
She swept down the gantry and into the wide, high chamber, filled with many more padawans and knights.
She nodded to those she knew and recognised, and even to those who she didn't, her light sabre hanging loose at her side, but she knew she would not need it in this sanctuary, she was home, at last.
Her own robes flowed around her feet, she was not wearing her traditional robes of the order, but a robe of pale pink satin, that was intricatly embroidedered with silver trim. She was a senator as well as a jedi which sometimes put her at odds with the council, but her home was improtant and when she had been asked, she agreed immediatly, and the council had, at the time, granted her a dispensation to do her duties.
Granted, but not willingly, she felt sure that the supreme chancellor had stepped in on the tumedas behalf and pressured the council.
She swept down the gantry and into the wide, high chamber, filled with many more padawans and knights.
She nodded to those she knew and recognised, and even to those who she didn't, her light sabre hanging loose at her side, but she knew she would not need it in this sanctuary, she was home, at last.
