A camera turns on, shaking a bit as a creature with cyan colored fur positions it. The camera is on a datapad. And the creature with cyan fur is R’kio. The camera focuses on R’kio. Behind him is a window showing a night sky. His surroundings is in one of the Jedi Temple’s dormitory bedrooms.
R’kio speaks with a smile on his face. One of excitement.
“We got back from Dorin just a while ago. It was different there. I had to wear a breath mask!”
R’kio holds up the breath mask he was referring to.
“We went there to watch a great storm, which is an even that is sacred on the planet. Master Syrtal knew alot of the Baran do there. She seems to know alot of people all over the galaxy. It was nice to see some of her friends. The storm was more powerful than alot of the sages thought. The town where the storm took place ended up being mostly destroyed. I sure hope that everyone will get by just fine. But no one died. That was a relief.
“During the storm, Syrtal and I used the force to try and keep the storm still enough for the citizens to evacuate and our friends to help them. We spent a couple of days there. Once we got back, I tried to get the dye and sand out of my fur with the shampoo powder. It did not work. I had to use alot of water and drench myself to get my undercoat clean. Even now I still find sand particles here and there. I may have to deep scan my fur to see if any more sand is still there.”
R’kio pauses and scratches the base of his ear, thinkingly. His smile fading to a neutral expression.
“There is still so much I need to learn about the force. Controlling objects without touching them and moving storms… But now seeing the future. I wonder if it is possible to always know what is about to happen. I still very much would like to focus on the feelings of others and helping people know the calm the force instills in all that choose to feel and hear it.”
R’kio’s smile returned.
“Syrtal wants me to meditate on the matter. Her use of the force is fun to watch. Maybe later we will go and play some pranks on Hatorran.”
R’kio reaches up to put his hand paw on the top of the datapad. It shakes for a split second before turning off.