Wake up it's a beautiful morning [D4, EM] (Open)

[Zizzy Roosh]

"I suppose you did. No blame then." She smiled sweetly and skimmed through a few pages. "Shall we have our first session tomorrow? You can choose what we study!"

Master Xho, Master Xho... "Is Master Xho an Astrophysicist? I'm sure I read some of his papers. Oh, is it tiring? Projecting like this? I mean, let me know if you get tired. I do like to ask questions, you might have noticed. Have you noticed? But if you get tired of it just let me know." She giggled, tendrils fluttering.

[Hatoful GM]

Camlen smiled, partially at the question, partially at Zizzy's antics. "Alright, Zizzy. It's a deal."

Under the stream of questions, his mouth open, then shut. He shook his head, chuckling. "I can see keeping up with you is going to be tricky. Ummm... no, it's not tiring. I feel normal. It doesn't feel any different than... before. I don't really notice anything different..." Camlen trailed off. He raised one hand, extending it out, frowning strangely.

He cleared his throat. "But yeah, astrophysics is one of his major areas of study. His chambers were always full of charts, equipment that even I didn't know what it did..." His eyebrows went up. "Is he still alive?"

[Zizzy Roosh]

"Well I'm glad it doesn't feel weird. And honestly Camlen, I don't know if he's alive or not. I'll ask the Masters if they know." She tapped her chin again as she thought about Master Xho. "I don't suppose he was interested in the Gree? They have weird tech, and we did find you with a Gree map."

[Hatoful GM]

Camlen spread his hands. "A bit? But they weren't a particular area of study for him." He frowned. "Huh, I wonder if some of the tech he had in his study was Gree tech. I wish I could remember better..." He shook his head.

[Zizzy Roosh]

"You were literally in a box, in a sealed room with a guard droid, for like, years! I think you're forgiven for forgetting a few things Camlen." She gave him her best lecturing pose, hands on hips.

"Well, it's a mystery alright. How you got there I mean. And I sure love a good mystery. Of course we don't have to solve it all at once." Her posture relaxed a bit. "Where did you grow up?"

[Hatoful GM]

Camlen laughed, openly and honestly. "Well, thank you, Zizzy. That's very gracious of you." He swept her a courtly bow... or at least, a medium interpretation of one.

His posture grew more relaxed. "Like most students, I'd say I grew up in the temple. But I was born on Stewjon." He smiled. "Don't suppose you've heard of it. Anyway, I was the youngest of three brothers." His lips quirked. "Wonder how they're doing."

He gave her a politely inquisitive look. "How about you?"

[Zizzy Roosh]

"Stewjon? No, I haven't heard of that planet. Where is it?" She looked a little sheepish. "Oh right, my turn."

She sat on the end of the bed. "I grew up on Mikkia. I was raised by my parents in the Capital but my grandmother lived on right on the outskirts, by the wilds. So I spent a lot of time with her, running off into the wilderness and learning about nature. My parents didn't really talk about the force but it turns out force sensitivity ran in our family. Grandma could read the tendrils, and I've had these dreams, force visions I guess, for as long as I can remember. That's how I knew I'd become a Jedi, and that Master Orgus would arrive and take me to the Temple."

[Hatoful GM]

Matching her sheepishness, Camlen shrugged. "There's not much to tell, really. Lots of green things, I guess." He smiled. "Maybe you'd find it more interesting than most people I tell about it."

He listened, his expression interested, as she shared. "That sounds nice." He said, smiling pleasantly. "Being close with your grandmother like that. Having someone to explain your visions; I had those too, actually." He paused, lips pressing together for a moment. "You mentioned a dream, before. Is that another vision?"

[Zizzy Roosh]

"It sounds like I would like it Camlen. And yes, I loved spending time with my grandmother."

She looked around a little nervously. No one else was there. "I guess I did didn't I? I'm not sure. Maybe it's a vision, but... I... Normally I don't have the same vision twice. This one happens fairly regularly, and it's almost the same but things about it are subtly different. It's hard to explain."

[Hatoful GM]

Camlen gave her a gentle smile. It seemed that he was rather good at that.

"If you wanted to try, I'd listen." He said, still smiling. "Believe me, I've got all the time in the world."

[Zizzy Roosh]

"Well... Okay." She braced herself, lowering her voice. "There's this temple. Only I've never seen it before. And there's something in it that I think I'm supposed to find. Or it's the temple itself that the force wants me to find. Anyway, when I try to describe it, or even when I've tried to tell other people about it, I can't."

She gave him a slightly relieved look. "You're the first person I've even been able to tell that much to."

[Hatoful GM]

Camlen's smile faded, but his interested look didn't. At her relieved look, though, he did smile. "I'm glad you told me, Zizzy. Really."

He took a deep breath. "Maybe... let's leave it there for now. You can tell me a bit more about it next time we talk? Maybe that's the best way to handle it."

[Zizzy Roosh]

She nodded. It felt good to tell someone, but it also left her feeling inexplicably exhausted.

"Thanks Camlen. Sure, let's do that. I guess I should get ready for my day. And you'll want to recover from my barrage of questions." A small smile reappeared. "It's so nice to finally meet you. It feels like we're old friends already."

[Hatoful GM]

That made Camlen grin. "It really does, huh? I'm glad you said it; I was worried it was just me."

He gave her a cheerful wave. "Well, when you want to chat again, I guess you know where to find me."

[Zizzy Roosh]

"Haha, I sure do!" The smile spread a little wider. "See you soon Camlen." She wasn't sure how it worked so she waved and then stood up. Maybe he turned himself off? Or she had to touch the holocron again?

[Hatoful GM]

"See you soon, Zizzy." Camlen said, his tone warm.

It wasn't entirely clear whether it was something she did, or he did, or both, but the holocron ceased to glow, and the image winked out. The sense of his smile seemed to linger just a moment longer as the Force-bond grew quieter.