Jedi Carron Mourzee peered out the window of her classroom as a ship's engines shook the windows. The newly knighted instructor pulled her dark, wavy hair out of its clasp and smoothed it, hoping Master Luke was back—hoping he had good news. She did not feel up to running the academy by herself.
She sighed when she saw Captain Solo and the Wookiee Chewbacca approaching the lodge. "Class, take a break. I need to deal with something."
Carron met the visitors in the expansive lobby. The river-stone fireplace soared three stories, a fire blazing on the hearth.
Captain Solo leaned on the back of one of the nerf-leather couches, his legs crossed at his ankles. The Wookiee stretched out on an overstuffed chair, slurping on a meilooron. The large fruit trailed juice down Chewbacca's fur, sending streams onto the leather chair. I don't know what Master Fau is going to be least pleased about—Chewbacca eating her prized meiloorons or the mess he's making.
The freighter pilot asked, "Where's Naluma? Got a delivery."
"Greetings, Captain Solo, Chewbacca. I'm Jedi Carron Mourzee." Carron held out her hand in greeting. She had only met the captain once, but it was obvious he didn't remember her.
Carron thought through her last few lessons on Jedi policy, trying to decide if she could tell Solo anything about the incident. She decided on the safest course of action—by the book, it was Jedi business, and Jedi don't discuss Jedi business with outsiders. "I'm sorry, Master Fau isn't here—Jedi business."
"How about Luke or Kalder?"
"Unless you want a Padawan, I'm it."
"Huh. Well, I've got a shipment. Need help unloading."
"No problem. I'll call the Padawan."
Carron called the entire academy out for the delivery. She was surprised to find Padawan Ben working harder than anyone else, levitating the heaviest containers by himself and quickly returning for more. That boy usually hides until the unload is over. What's gotten into him?
This day is certainly odd. First, Master Fau collapsing during training, then Master Skywalker finding her near death, and now this delivery. I wish Master Luke had told me he was leaving. I don't feel up to running the academy by myself. Well, at least Ben's behaving himself for once.
Carron followed the straggling Padawan to the freighter and supervised the unloading, making hasty decisions for each item.
Once the delivery was completed, Carron asked, "Captain Solo, do you need payment or anything?"
"No. Senate paid already. Got the next order?"
"I'm sorry. I don't." Carron quavered as she felt even more unqualified for this task.
"Well, when Naluma gets back, have her call me, okay?"
Chewie growled an affirmation before heading on board to fire up the Falcon.
"I'll give her your message at my earliest opportunity, Captain Solo." Carron returned to the lodge, wishing this day would just be over.
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Star Wars: The Rise of Ren ✓
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