Kueller
May 30th, 2003, 06:48:25 AM
Kueller was on his daily run through the marshy swamplands of Abergadoo-Rae. He was not of the native race, he was human. This made him uncomfortable. He felt the others akwardness around him. This made him all the more uncomfortable. He was quite young, still in his late teens. He could remember little of his childhood but often had nightmares of a terrible thing happening to his parents. There would be a red bar of light and then a horrible black face. He would wake up screaming.
Kueller ducked suddenly as a wild animal flew over his head and into the tree. He didn't know how he had known it was coming, he just did. He ran back towards the village as the animal got up. The animal was called a mivok. Very dangerous. And it was on his heels, literally. He fell to the ground and the mivok was upon him, covering him in drool. He prepared himself for his death.
But it never came. He opened his eyes and the mivok was dead. Kueller cried out with joy, and he pushed the mivok off himself. He didn't know what had happened and then, as if a thousand people had punched him at once, he felt something. Another presence. He had never felt such a sensation before.
Kueller looked up and saw a figure standing in the shadow.
The figure stuck out his hand and Kueller took it, thinking there wasn't any reason not to. The figure was a tall and burly man, who looked like he had been round the galaxy a few times.
"Thank you, I guess. How did you know I was in trouble? And who are you?" Kueller asked in the politeset manner possible.
"I felt you in trouble, through the Force."
"The what?" forgetting his manners completely. The man went through a lengthy explanation of the Force. Including Knights, Masters and Padawans.
"Are you a Jedi Knight?" Kueller asked.
"No I came here to view the library. It is quite substancial. I am just a force sensitive. So are you."
"Me?!"
"Yes thats how I felt you. Have you ever felt anyones emotions or seen the future?" When he came to think of it he had, but never thought about it. He'd thought it was normal.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because you have nothing to live for here. You should become--"
"A Jedi?"
"Yes."
Kueller still looked unsure, "Why should I leave my life?"
"The real question is: Why should you keep it?"
Kueller stayed silent and looked into the distance. He never knew who his parents were, adopted by the people of Abergadoo-Rae at an early age. Always wondering, never knowing. He didn't fit in here.
"How do I go about becoming a Jedi?"
"Follow me."
The man led him through the village to a minor spaceport.
"You never answered my second question," Kueller said and seeing the bemused look on the man's face said, "Who are you?"
"I am a traveller from Coruscant. My name is Ralle Lare. I often come to Abergadoo-Rae, it has one of the biggest libraries in the Galaxy."
"And where are you taking me? Where is the Jedi recruitment place?"
"The Jedi recruitment centre is on Coruscant. the Spaceport I am taking you to is where my ship is. From there we will fly to a Spaceport on Coruscant: A day's hyper drive from here. The spaceport on Coruscant is near the Jedi recruitment centre. You can walk it." They apporoched a big ship and Ralle said, "This is my ship," he pointed past the big ship to a small Corellian freighter, heavily modified. It looked to Kueller like a YT-1000.
The inside was simple, no entertainment, only a couple of bunks. They had stopped by at Kueller's house to pick up his small collection of belonings and fairly substantial amount of currency.
Kueller spent most of the trip in his bunk, thinking over the massive decision he had made. He wasn't going to mess this up.
When they came to land Kueller came to the cockpit.
"You ready?"
"I'll never be ready. But if we aren't willing to take risks then man wouldn't have made out of the primidial slime aeons ago."
Ralle laughed, "You gonna be a great Jedi."
I sure hope so, Kueller thought.
When they landed Kueller stepped down the ramp and turned ready for his new life. Where he had meaning.
"Hey Kueller, take this," Ralle threw him some keys.
"What are these for?"
"A good luck present. Read the label on the key fob." It read "Parknig space 59".
"A speeder? But why? Won't you need it?"
Ralle didn't answer, he just said, "We'll meet again. And when we do remember i want see lots of pictures!" And with that he went up into the ship and warmed up the engine. Kueller walked away towards the Speeder park.
The speeder park was packed though his speeder was close to the entrance. He found it quickly. It looked expensive and new. Something told Kueller that there was something Ralle hadn't told him about Ralle's occupation. He got in the speeder and drove towards the place marked on his Global Positioning Satellite--The Jedi Recruitment Centre. It was busy but not packed. None were wearing Jedi cloaks so he guessed there were no knights or Masters in the area. The people around him were from all sections of the social ladder. From Rich men to poor women and vice versa. Someone who particularly caught his eye was a young lady wearing 'revealing clothes'. Kueller turned and sat down. Not sure what he should do. there didn't seem to be a kiosk or anything. He appreciated this chance to get used to his surroundings, get his head back in place.
Kueller ducked suddenly as a wild animal flew over his head and into the tree. He didn't know how he had known it was coming, he just did. He ran back towards the village as the animal got up. The animal was called a mivok. Very dangerous. And it was on his heels, literally. He fell to the ground and the mivok was upon him, covering him in drool. He prepared himself for his death.
But it never came. He opened his eyes and the mivok was dead. Kueller cried out with joy, and he pushed the mivok off himself. He didn't know what had happened and then, as if a thousand people had punched him at once, he felt something. Another presence. He had never felt such a sensation before.
Kueller looked up and saw a figure standing in the shadow.
The figure stuck out his hand and Kueller took it, thinking there wasn't any reason not to. The figure was a tall and burly man, who looked like he had been round the galaxy a few times.
"Thank you, I guess. How did you know I was in trouble? And who are you?" Kueller asked in the politeset manner possible.
"I felt you in trouble, through the Force."
"The what?" forgetting his manners completely. The man went through a lengthy explanation of the Force. Including Knights, Masters and Padawans.
"Are you a Jedi Knight?" Kueller asked.
"No I came here to view the library. It is quite substancial. I am just a force sensitive. So are you."
"Me?!"
"Yes thats how I felt you. Have you ever felt anyones emotions or seen the future?" When he came to think of it he had, but never thought about it. He'd thought it was normal.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because you have nothing to live for here. You should become--"
"A Jedi?"
"Yes."
Kueller still looked unsure, "Why should I leave my life?"
"The real question is: Why should you keep it?"
Kueller stayed silent and looked into the distance. He never knew who his parents were, adopted by the people of Abergadoo-Rae at an early age. Always wondering, never knowing. He didn't fit in here.
"How do I go about becoming a Jedi?"
"Follow me."
The man led him through the village to a minor spaceport.
"You never answered my second question," Kueller said and seeing the bemused look on the man's face said, "Who are you?"
"I am a traveller from Coruscant. My name is Ralle Lare. I often come to Abergadoo-Rae, it has one of the biggest libraries in the Galaxy."
"And where are you taking me? Where is the Jedi recruitment place?"
"The Jedi recruitment centre is on Coruscant. the Spaceport I am taking you to is where my ship is. From there we will fly to a Spaceport on Coruscant: A day's hyper drive from here. The spaceport on Coruscant is near the Jedi recruitment centre. You can walk it." They apporoched a big ship and Ralle said, "This is my ship," he pointed past the big ship to a small Corellian freighter, heavily modified. It looked to Kueller like a YT-1000.
The inside was simple, no entertainment, only a couple of bunks. They had stopped by at Kueller's house to pick up his small collection of belonings and fairly substantial amount of currency.
Kueller spent most of the trip in his bunk, thinking over the massive decision he had made. He wasn't going to mess this up.
When they came to land Kueller came to the cockpit.
"You ready?"
"I'll never be ready. But if we aren't willing to take risks then man wouldn't have made out of the primidial slime aeons ago."
Ralle laughed, "You gonna be a great Jedi."
I sure hope so, Kueller thought.
When they landed Kueller stepped down the ramp and turned ready for his new life. Where he had meaning.
"Hey Kueller, take this," Ralle threw him some keys.
"What are these for?"
"A good luck present. Read the label on the key fob." It read "Parknig space 59".
"A speeder? But why? Won't you need it?"
Ralle didn't answer, he just said, "We'll meet again. And when we do remember i want see lots of pictures!" And with that he went up into the ship and warmed up the engine. Kueller walked away towards the Speeder park.
The speeder park was packed though his speeder was close to the entrance. He found it quickly. It looked expensive and new. Something told Kueller that there was something Ralle hadn't told him about Ralle's occupation. He got in the speeder and drove towards the place marked on his Global Positioning Satellite--The Jedi Recruitment Centre. It was busy but not packed. None were wearing Jedi cloaks so he guessed there were no knights or Masters in the area. The people around him were from all sections of the social ladder. From Rich men to poor women and vice versa. Someone who particularly caught his eye was a young lady wearing 'revealing clothes'. Kueller turned and sat down. Not sure what he should do. there didn't seem to be a kiosk or anything. He appreciated this chance to get used to his surroundings, get his head back in place.