Jedi Jinon Antilles. Padawan Antilles. Soon-to-be Knight Antilles. Jinon brushed a strand of brown hair behind her ears and let out a breath. No matter how many times she said it in her head, it was not going to sound any more real.Being on Carratos and avoiding the frick out of Shooks who looked more like a devil-creature from children’s tales was easier to convince herself of. It figured for her pseudo almost Knight Trial that they wouldn’t tell her it’d be some boring planet with war, poverty, and no fun.And she’d be paired up with the most boring person in the galaxy. Suna Aldrecht looked specifically like she’d swallowed an entire papayagranate. Jinon told her so.Suna sneered at Jinon. “I am calculating our mission, Antilles. This is our first assignment on our own as Padawans, we are required to be well thought out.”Jinon rolled her eyes as another native, all done up in face makeup, tats, and it looked like too many papayagranate glanced at her. She sighed and let out a breath. “We’re looking for a possible defected Jedi, Sooee, I doubt it’ll be that hard.” Jinon put her hands on her hips, she cleared her pipes. “Hey! Anyone have a lightsaber that’s not red?”Suna’s face turned a satisfying shade of green as she stared at Jinon. “What are you--”An Orange Twi’lek, done up in tats like the rest, but over his lekku came out of one of the main tents, one eyeridge arching.Jinon smiled smugly at Suna.“I had a rainbow-colored one,” he drawled. “But I gave it away last month. Can I help you?”Suna stuttered when she talked, bumbling over each word. “T-tone F-fortan, w-we’re here on b-behalf of-of the J-edi--”Jinon rolled her eyes. “We’re supposed to convert you back.” She snorted. “Well thass what I’m assumin’ since Jedi don’t kill and all we were told was to take care of the problem.” She glanced around. “Nice digs.”He ignored Suna completely and flashed her a smile. “Thanks, Padawan -- Antilles, is it? Right. You guys had a good sound, shame you changed vocations. The Jedi don’t sing enough.”Jinon felt a real smile break out on her face. Nobody had recognized her with the brown hair and after she’d had the talking down, most of the Padawans and Knights were more interested in pretending they didn’t know. She grinned back at him and moved closer. “Jinon.” She crinkled her nose. “Didn’t expect to find a fan this far out on the rim... Tone, was it?”His smile could make ice on Hoth melt. “Call me Sam, darlin. Everyone else does.”Jinon suddenly felt like her hair should be down, it was an easy little twitch of the nose and it was, careful and casual like that. She shook it out.Suna made a coughing sound from behind her, bitch seemed to have caught her voice at perfect timing. “Tone Fortan, we’ve come to get you to reassess your values and rejoin the Order. The Civil War is still thriving, but the Imperialists have won. There is no reason for you to still be with these natives.”Jinon curled some hair between her fingers. All the fluttering Sam was giving her was being counteracted by the sound of Suna’s voice.The Twi’lek’s smile faded. He shook his head at the other Jedi. “No.”Suna started to stutter again. “But--but that’s... y-you.” She clenched her thin hands, looking like she was trying to find the exact tenant in the Jedi code for this situation.Jinon glanced around the area again. Was a little primitive, but nothing worse than some of the sublevels. And there was a great sky. She’d even heard something about an ocean. That’d be a killer.She moved just an inch or two closer to Sam. “Well, I guess we’ll have to stay and try and convert you back, handsome.” She put her hand on her chest. “Jedi duty and all.”He winked at her. “I’d love you to try, darlin, but we’re fighting a war here. The Imperialists may think they’ve won, but these sents --” he waved his hand around them “ -- disagree. And I promised them I’d help, see?”Suna sighed. “But the Imperialists have joined the Republic under probation any Jedi relations would be--”“Sooee,” Jinon said glaring at her. “We’re Jedi. We’ll help.” She turned her smile into something else and shot it back at Sam. “‘sides. I don’t give up that easy, handsome.”He chuckled. “If you’re trying to flirt with me it’s working.”Jinon flashed a grin. “Oh you haven’t even seen me try, Sammy.”Suna made a scoffing noise behind her.