Jedi Academy

O'vala sat in the most remote place she could find, which wasn't saying much for someone like her. Too honest, too much the paragon of light. She opened her commlink and called someone she had meant to for awhile.

Alright, she's going to be mad...

It took a while before there was any response, but eventually there was an answer.



"..." she frowned, huffed, and crossed her arms. "Leave a message after the beep. BEEEP!"

O'vala looked around. She wasn't sure what to say. Sometimes she preferred silent Avilea over yelling Avilea but that wasn't the case now. "Uh, I wanted to talk about, um, things." Perfect.

She didn't cry, but she was clearly upset. "Why? You didn't seem to care about that last time we spoke."

Well, it wasn't actually a customized, pouty messaging machine. O'vala sighed. "I did care and I still do." She looked around a bit sheepishly. "I guess the word I'm looking for is 'sorry.'"

"And what exactly are you sorry for?" Avilea responded in turn, not willing to just accept a mere 'sorry'.

"For being a jerk! For not being good to you." O'vala sighed. "For still not knowing how to treat you right."

Avilea sniffed, quickly becoming emotional. "I don't know if I can just accept a sorry and pretend everything's fine again."

Oh man, this is exactly what I'm afraid of.

O'vala tilted her head. "Um, well, I guess just saying sorry isn't a lot. Like actions are important too."

"That's the thing," she took a deep breath. "Your actions hurt me a lot, O'vala. How do I know you won't do this again?"

"Oh." O'vala closed her eyes and shook her head. "I don't know, Avilea. I really don't."

She took a deep breath. "What if you told me what you need?"

"I..." Avilea flustered, still upset. "... I need you, O'vala. I need the O'vala that understood me and cared about me."

"I'm not sure she's around." O'vala lowered her eyes. "I'm a Jedi now. Things change, Avilea, and we need to figure out what to do."