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"Of course you did," Luctja answered. She shooed him in the other direction. "I happened to glance through the records this morning, however, and it seems like you're improving." She raised a red eyebrow, and did not elaborate where she had been. She did, to the casual observer, look a bit more tan than she had the previous few weeks-- she had obviously been doing something outdoors, with lots of sun.

Lightsaber skills aside (though they were by far Luctja's favorite), she had other things in mind. "Tell me, how are your Force skills coming along?" She gave him a sidelong glance to accentuate her question.

She was now leading the boy towards the western end of the Temple: a long walk if one took the straight main corridors, but even longer if one wound about the passageways. Luctja chose to take the "shorter" route as she strode. Her gait was, as was all Jedi's, confident. She moved with a purpose, neither too slowly nor too quickly. Now that she had found what she'd left to find, there was no rush.

It's not like Connor had anything better to do. Luctja was one of the more well-liked instructors in the Temple-- that her class dealt with the legendary lightsabers certainly helped. She was used to being stopped in the hallway to be asked a quiet, mumbled question, or to be inquired a logic question, or to hear a student's latest joke; now, however, she seemed to be broadcasting that she didn't wish to be disturbed, and the streams of students seemed to part at her feet.

"Right, see you around." He watched his fellow intitate depart and he glared at the new comer who he had chose to ignore for the moment. Viran held a stern look when he said. "When you press the blasted button I think we can get started." He didn't take kindly to those who think they were better than the rest, their arrogance blinded them.

Elladan ignored the other boy, pressing the button that led up to the top floor. He didn't actually know if he pushed the right button, but he ended up picking the right one, as the elevator opened, revealing the large anteroom of the Council Chamber.

He stepped out first, quickly straightening his clothes and hair out, radiating the air of a spoiled rich kid. "Yeah, well, I'll try better next time," he said without turning back, walking up to the chamber room.

He knocked on the door.

"As smart as a Bantha," Not many people would pull something like that on Viran, usually he would beat the living Force out of them but that didn't happen. It was the top floor of the Jedi Temple near the Council Chambers, he didn't have a death sentence on his mind. He inhaled sharply and remembered his training. There is no emotion, there is peace... He pressed the button to descend down to the Hanger.

((Should I go to the council chambers?))

Talon walked down a hallway. He found no rooms. He wasn't where he wanted to be. He walked down another hallway to another section of the temple.

ronin walked towards a hallway that held many sounds of people and machines. he then started to lean on doors trying to hear what was on the inside, but it didnt work. he thought them to either to be really thick, or people shielded them with 'the force'. "ok, can someone PLEASE help me become a jedi, PLEASE" he asked to any and all people in the surronding area.

Luctja listened placidly, keeping her pace as the duo passed between several mountainous pillars. "Measurements are all well and good," she answered, "but I think it's time you left the confines of the training rooms and had some hands-on experience."

That being said, Lucjta stopped in front of the Jedi Council chambers, knocked twice, and was met by a Jedi Master, who scanned the two, and led them into a small waiting room, assuring them it would "only be a minute."

Muirgen, meanwhile, had been en route to the Jedi Council chambers, having retrieved a rather burly-looking Senator from the foyer. It wasn't like the Temple was any sort of maze, but those unfamiliar with its grounds were usually intimidated by the long, pristine corridors. She'd been walking by a different route, and only had to hear the pitiful cries of "Ok, can someone please help me become a Jedi, please?!" to make her stop.

Her stern gray eyes scanned the area, and she honed in on the source of the problem. She drew herself towards him, annoyed by his antics. "You, Boy," she commanded, laying a firm hand on his shoulder and directing him away from the incredulous crowd of Padawans and other Jedi. The senator behind her looked appropriately appalled at Ronin's words, and Muirgen told a Padawan to lead him to his destination.

In the meantime, she turned Ronin to face her, her piercing eyes glaring into his. "Have you lost all forms of dignity, Boy, or are you intent on embarassing yourself?" Her voice was low (as not to embarass the boy), but held a cutting edge. Why anyone would be so foolish as to scream and harass everyone he met was beyond her.

In fact, she wasn't even sure if this boy belonged in the Temple. She made a note to access the temple's mainframe to see later. Later, that is, if she didn't kick him out right now. She stared down at him, arms crossed and short gray hair framing her thin face.