From the diary of initiate Avril Waver
It’s been three years since Mandalore. Something about this place makes you think back on things. I guess it’s the lack of a cantina.
Starting to think Denis was on to something. I’ve been here for some weeks now, but this was one of my first major lessons on the Force. I don’t know how to describe it- But I had that clarity in my mind working with Astella and the others, the same way I had when I needed to hit that emergency override. She says it takes a lot of work- I think being closer to nature probably helped. I never thought that a planet could look so beautiful up close.
Everyone seemed pretty nice. There was a Trandoshan, Raskt- Seen a good number of them pushing cargo. Then there was this other fella, Omott, I don’t think I caught what system he’s from. Very serious- I reckon he’s just nervous, same as me. The ladies on the trip were all pleasant and knowledgeable, you could tell they were never thrown through a boot camp- I envy them.
I had a lot of fun toda-
How long will I be able to keep this up? How long until they figure out where I’ve really come from? I’m wondering how wrong it is for me to have just enjoyed today- Making new friends, learning something new. Without a drill sergeant or squadron leader watching my every move. For a little while, I forgot about everything else. Didn’t even need to drink.
I’m sorry, Dad. Titus. This is starting to feel right.