Nory (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=666740)<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/AnbOZ9J.png)</div><br/>Nory stood alongside Kailen, both a couple paces behind their master. She cast her gaze around the park, watching the various people around them as they went about their business. While she looked outwardly calm, inside she was in turmoil. There was no doubt in her mind that they were doing the right thing. She'd always been taught that the Jedi had a duty to defend the defenseless, to help the helpless. During her brief time with Master Emell, that had only been reinforced. Everything that they had done, had been to help somebody. And then, during her time with Merryn and Kailen, this had continued.<br/><br/>Although it pained her to feel this way, if the Council was not willing to help the innocent people in the galaxy, they were wrong. It had been difficult to make the decision to leave, to turn her back on the Order, to leave behind her friends. Baxxus had been nearly desperate in his efforts to convince her the Council was right. She was bolstered by her companions' decisions to leave, though. If the two people she was closest to agreed, then hopefully she wasn't completely wrong.<br/><br/>She was broken from her train of thoughts as Kailen moved closer to her, leaning over slightly to whisper to her. As he told her about the statue, she glanced up at it, paying actual attention to it for the first time. The man's face wasn't familiar, although the name sounded vaguely familiar. She met Kailen's eyes, an eyebrow quirking and a smile lightening her normally-somber features. "I don't know. History is your thing. For all I know, he was a 5 meter tall man who was petrified on this spot," she muttered back, her tone lightly teasing. The statue was dressed appropriately for a Jedi. She wondered what he'd done to deserve the memorial. Maybe she should just ask him.<br/><br/>Before she could, she spotted some new people heading toward them, dressed in the uniform of the Republic military. She tensed momentarily, but considering the Council's stance on things, sending soldiers to arrest a group of Jedi wasn't likely. They must be the people they were here to meet. She gave the soldiers a polite nod and a faint smile as introductions were made. The young lieutenant seemed quite sure of herself, and while Nory had no idea what any of the various pins on her jacket meant, there certainly seemed to be plenty of them. Her confidence was reassuring, at any rate.<br/><br/>She stepped forward, giving another polite smile. "Nory. I'm one of Master S'Jet's padawans. It's a pleasure to meet you all." Her voice was soft and melodious, with the same Coruscanti accent that Kailen had. Unlike the others, she made no move to present her hand, keeping them both tucked inside the opposite sleeve, clasped together in front of her. Near Kailen again, she leaned her head toward him, mumbling in his ear again. "Dossiers. They've been spying on us, Kailen," a hint of laughter blurring the words. She'd noticed his reaction to the lieutenant's question, and hoped to lighten his mood.