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Atra strode through her Temple with such grace that the onlooker might beleive she were floating. Her glide, which was steady and mature, suddenly halted. She raised her chin, glancing around, and did an about-face, heading in the other direction again before taking a right.

She wasn't in view of her latest visitor, but she knew that he wasn't one of hers.

"And who might you be?" she asked, just as she rounded the corner.

"Excellent intuition," Atra responded absently, raising her chin. "Although you're a fool to have come here."

Atra waved her hand dismissively. "You and every other human male under the age of thirty."

She turned to the door, casting a glance over her shoulder. "This is a private institution, and I never invited you."

Atra tilted her head. Although she had powers to sense emotional responses, and made no effort to conceal them, she kept her face neutral of any and all high she was getting off of this conversation.

While Dackk's apprentice was busy dealing with droids he headed back to the temple to pick up a few things for the journey ahead. He needed to properly load his ship up for one. And he needed the formal dress he so kindly forgot. Well he never really planned on wearing it around the planets they'd visit but it might be necessary, You never know. He packed it in his backpack and walked through the temple a bit more before his training mission was to take place.

Dackk walked back casually to the training area after loading u his ship of the goods he needed. This gave him time to think. He had several datapads with him which his padawan was to read while they were on the trip that would be taking place very soon. He walked up to the door and listened and heard no sound so either his apprentice was dead or there were no droids left. He hoped for the latter though the aforementioned would make him laugh.

He opened the door to see that his student indeed finished the test. "Put these on. They make you less suspicious." It was a set of basic Tatooine type clothing. Just a leather jacket, pants, a shirt, boots, and a belt with a holster. He started walknig towards Dresdae not waiting for the boy.

Dackk without loking back, "You need a hit of bacta?" He only asked because he couldn't have the kid killing over on him. That and he didn't wanna choose another apprentice. Not this quickly at least. Though Dackk knew that in order for himself to advance past the Knight rank he needed a successful apprentice.

"There's a bacta tank in Dresdae if you really need it. Though if you don't think so then we can get going as soon as possible. The first lesson will be diplomacy. Now forget what you've heard about the Jedi's policies on diplomacy. We're gonna do this the Sith style. What do you know about diplomacy?" he asked to see if he really needed to explain this matter. Though Sith form of diplomacy was different there was a possibility he already understood it.

"Good then I don't have to explain much of anything. We're gonna go do some 'diplomacy' in Tatooine. I figure it's a good place for you to learn, also I got some business I need to take care of there. You're obviously tagging along." He started fumbling with his lightsaber as he walked.

"What do you want most out of training? Don't give me some stupid answer like power or knowledge of the force. I want a serious truthful answer." He turned down another path still headed towards Dresdae though it wasn't the normal path. He was apparently heading directly to the spaceport.