Star Wars: Nexus Libria

Part 7: The Disciple of the Apostle

Keely had gotten separated from the Jedi knights almost immediately upon entering the Nexus. It seemed as if a dark cloud had enshrouded her and transported her to a different place entirely. It was not a library like she had seen in the Jedi archives. There were no books, no texts, no data screens displaying all sorts of information. 

There were, however, thirteen holocrons on the far wall. One red and one blue, and eleven gray with one featured prominently on top of all the others. 

The place was that of an apartment. It had a kitchen for preparing and eating meals, a living room for relaxing, and two bed rooms: a master and what appeared to be a small room for a guest. Everything was very sparse, but nothing was left out.

Keely took her time exploring the area. She felt calm and at peace, unlike the busy never-sleeping, metropolis of Coruscant. She reclined on the nearby sofa and felt at peace. She closed her eyes and napped.

A few minutes passed by. Keely her footsteps approaching from down the hallway. Boot steps that could command the attention from allies and enemies. The Master of the Nexus. 

Raavik Yaan entered the apartment and he looked directly at Keely and moved into the kitchen.

“Are you hungry, young one? Maybe you would like something to drink?” Raavik’s tone was casual and familiar. “I have some stores of food that may keep you alive and full.”

Keely stood up and came up to the counter. She could see him more clearly in the soft light. His expression was kind, and yet there was a fire in his eyes.

“Just whatever you feel like giving me, I will accept.” 

“That is not an answer.” Raavik felt slightly annoyed at the Jedi teachings in her voice. “Well whatever we can work on answers later. For now, let me make you a meal. Then, perhaps, you would like to join me on an errand?”

“Would not my master not need me here?” Keely asked. “I need to protect him.”

“From the sound of it, shouldn’t your master be the one protecting you?

Keely glanced away from Raavik’s eyes and stared at the couch. “Master Haas is a good mentor, but he has very little sense of the people around him. I joined the order as an older student under the direct supervision of Master Haas. He recruited me after I picked his pocket using the force. I grew up an orphan in the slums of Coruscant. An outcast and always looked down upon and forgotten. Even Master Haas forgets about me sometimes.” She patted her stomach and heard it groan.

Raavik pushed a bowl, a plate and a glass toward her. “Maybe not five stars, but you may have as much as you like.”

The bowl was steamy and smelled so good. Meat and veggies stewed. The plate had two slices of bread with butter spread over them and a glass of water. (Yes I know probably not what Lucas would have said, but I am not he)

Keely had three servings of each then she felt relaxed enough that she felt that Raavik Yaan might as well have been her master.