The Pearl in the Room (Closed)

[Jamel Croko'yn]

Idris fisted clutched as he gradually ventured toward the as his mind jumbled with thought about what was before him. Sweat beaded gradually down his face as he grinded his teeth, motioning his eyes upward at the guard at the door they stepped aside and welcome him with a loving smile. Quickly the door sled to an open, and the boy was guided in leisurally for the fact that he could be exposed to the many beings within the room. Taking a quick bow of respect he awaited the commence of his trails.

The Trails that would change his life forever...

[Jamel Croko'yn]

Idris began the testing, his eyes glowing with tears as his thoughts reflected his idea of negativity toward his answers. Then sudddenly the arrival of a bellow from the side of the room said, "No."

Idris head quickly shifted over to see who was within the shadows and had addressed themself in such a regard. Idris fist crunched and he looked down at it, as the gesture seemed too aggresssion and before a Jedi Council it was be a foolish action to do.

"You will not take it today" The man clearly said and firmly.

"You fear and dont care to use the tool of the force with your mind relying upon it. Leave us now.."

The boy's eyes dropped in displeasurment as he slowly shifted toward the door, his head down in a frowning expression. Running his hands into his pockets he shifted out the door and was own the road back to the Jedi Temple Training grounds. Still in his head he head that "today" you couldn't, but that would imply he would be able to later. The trails were retakable, maybe by then he could learn to feel more of one with the force, rely more on it. Learn of it...even more then he did now.

[Jamel Croko'yn]

When heading back to his quaters, a holopad landed infront of him, presenting a message of great importance from the red flashing light that the pad projected on it's land. Jamel focusing his attention fully on the scene, he frowned as the message came to be and one of the Masters within the Council began to speak.

"Hello young canidate, as one of our members said before it would be soon that you would begin your trails. We have adjusted the time frame for now. You must enter the trail arena immeditately and be prepared for your trails before you are abled to be recruited." The tall figure said as it's robe flung over its being and the holo-gramic message flashed down into the alerting holopad.

Jamel frowned, but he still felt that he was prepared for it, even though it had been thrown abruptly upon him. Turning his head, he grabbed his robe and swung it over his being, headed slowly along the hallway back toward the quaters of the trails which he had been in about half-a-week previously in. Placing his hands under his dark brown rode he hung his head down in thought. He began contemplating on the questions that would be presented to him in his time within the Trail Arena. Letting his arms fall as his head swung back up like a fist, his eyes penetrating that of the guards.

A smile came from one, who had been their on the previous on, he welcomed him with a keen bow and gave a slow, yet meaningful statement to the boy.

"May the Force be with you.." The man stated, as he and the other guard in duplicating fashion shifted to the side, as the door opened to welcome the boy.

Jamel waving his hand behind him in a gesture of joy by the statement, he bowed his head in the slightest in a form of respect. Motioning his head around as he glanced around at the seats which were circularly formatted around him, with the only space not filled being the door. Bowing down, he placed his hands within the opposite sided robe armings.

"I am prepared." Jamel commented, beginning the trails with the statement.

One of the Jedi Council Members grabbed an object and began clicking on it, and items floated onto the screen before him. The man questioned that of the knowledge of the boy in the force, and the ability of him. He answered everyone quickly, and his mental stability wasn't drained in the slightest. Jamel smiled in pleasurment, but his felt arousment run through him. Then suddenly a lightsaber items were thrown at him, while his own lightsaber was drawn away from him by the gesture of a hand, and crushed as it levitate. One of the council members began with the instruction of the inevidable, harsh task that had came annualy for that of a canidate.

"You must construct it before us. You have only 30 minutes in time. Begin.." The Council member stated, while the others followed on with their keen observation as the boy hurriedly, but hurridly, intelligently and elegantly placed it together.

10 Minutes...

The hilt was being formatted, but not completely constructed..

15 Minutes...

The construction had began, but it was going very slow in the lease.

18 Minutes...

The Construction of the hilt for the lightsaber had been speed up, but the speed could easily be the reason for the mishap in the item.

19 Minutes...

The object speed had certainly not effected it,a nd it was only seconds before its full formatting, and completel construction. Their was only a few objects that needed to be implaced into the carved hilt, and the hissing lightw ould project.

20 Minutes

The crystal had been implaced that had originated from Ossus. It was only seconds before it would be able to be projected after the other items were set in.

20 Minutes, 38 seconds

The items were implaced, and it was only miliseconds before he would project it to showcase his construction was of some effect to the blade, and not just quick hand coordination.

20 Minutes, 40 seconds

The blue hazing blade hissed out with the touch of a button and the lightsaber hilt was twirled within the palm of the boy. Throwing it up in a showcase of happiness, he smiled and floated it before him, gradually pushing it toward the trail council members.

"Exceptional Speed, and constructed well for fighting. You did a great job. We would like to congradulate you for the effective output, and you have motioned up the field and are apart of the Padawan Recruiting Field now. Present yourself with the lightsaber to the Recruiting Quaters/Center, and prepare yourself to be choosen." The oldest, and most wise of the Council members stated and shifted his hand with the door opening, smiling as the boy came slowly out of the room. The two guards bowed to him deeper, in a show of more respect now that he had graduated to a new rank.

The boy smiled, as he happily ventured down the path tot he Recruiting Center for the Jedi, walking to the closest couch he sat down...