13 Puddins (2/2)

”Liar. I can sense you're lying! You're even letting me sense your dishonesty!” Her voice cracked as she withdrew her hand from her hilt and stared at him with a pouty face.

She had been told by her master the Jedi Code and what the Lightsaber is to be used for. It was only to be drawn if you're ready to kill or be killed. It was rather smart of her to let herself cool down.

”Oh… Are you sure it wasn't a suggestion rather than a sense?” Valad asked her with his brows raised as he spoke rather honestly.

She was suddenly confused, 'a suggestion?'

”As a Jedi is trained, they are trained to resist the force as they are also trained to wield it. The weaker to susceptibility, the more likely you'll fall prey to tricks.” Valad knew if he tried anything with her master around, he would likely sense him and come running. If that happened, Valad really wouldn't be able to stay here.

Even though Plagueis had the general means to find his location, he doubted he would want to harm someone so promising. It would be more likely that he will find himself watched once he was found.

Ventress raised a brow at the man's words. ”So you were using a trick…? Can you teach me?”

Smiling lightly, he tilted his head to the side. ”Should you pass the Jedi Knight trials, if you continue on as a Jedi that is. I will teach you. On the other hand, if you decide not to be a Jedi, I will take you on as my companion and student.” Valad was being honest with the girl, he knew that she was susceptible to the dark side especially if something overwhelming happened.

He doubted that the same problem would arise from the meddling, but still, he would like to keep her close to him. As close as the others anyways, if not closer due to her abilities.

Closing her eyes partially, Asajj would sit down cross legged on the bed. ”I do not want to leave my Master.” It seemed she had moved on from the questioning, either because she knew he wouldn't give her a straight answer or simply she didn't want to bother too much with it.

”I also have a Holocron with large amounts of Jedi and Sith knowledge imprinted upon it.” This immediately made her eyes glow as she looked up at him with wide eyes once again. The temptation of knowledge was a good bargaining tool.

”I don't think my Master will let me go,” the track had suddenly changed from not wanting to leave Narec to believing Narec wouldn't let her go. He understood this mindset, Narec was like a father she never had since he had saved and practically raised her after her home was raided.

”Time will tell your fortunes. Within ten years a war will be likely to start. By then, here will be many events. Depending on who's side you choose, you may be my friend or be my enemy.” Valad's tone was rather sharp now, allowing her time to think over her decisions.

Ventress narrowed her thoughts for that moment. ”And if I remain with the Jedi?” She wanted to know what path he desired.

”You will remain my friend for a time. Hopefully.” Valad had a somewhat sorrowful face, as if he had something else on his mind. ”You can leave the Jedi at any time. Remember that.” His sorrowful face became a warm smile, yet she couldn't understand why he felt sorry.

That was when all of a sudden the monstrous growl would escape from not just Valad's stomach, but it sounded like a Krayt dragon's lair coming from within Ventress's tummy.

The blankly stared at one another, before Valad pretended to pull two puddings out of his sleeves, though really from the shop which he bought on the spot and took from the Inventory. ”Bon Appétit,” Valad said as he tossed one of the puddings to Ventress who caught it and lulled her head to the side in confusion.

”What's that mean?” She had no idea what that word meant, since it was in French and not High Galactic or Galactic Standard.

”It means 'Have a Nice Meal,' or something along those lines.” Valad dismissed the inquisition as the girl pealed the pudding cup marked in high galactic letters, which was standard English rather than Aurebesh. ”Kind of like Itadakimasu means 'lets eat,' which is generally the same thing.”

Ventress simply stared at him as she scooped some of the chocolate pudding out with her fingers and ate it. ”You know some weird words,” she said as she suckled on the pudding.

Flicking a spoon in her direction, she caught it with the force and brought it into her grasp. ”Should've given this to me earlier,” Ventress let out a playful whine before digging into the pudding.

Shaking his head slightly, he looked towards the door as her Master was approaching. ”Seems like your master's coming,” Valad snickered and readied another spoon and pudding, placing it on the dresser of the room. He then proceeded to open his pudding and eat, sitting on the trunk at the end of the bed.

Coming to the open door, Narec peered in and raised a brow seeing Ventress eating a sweet smelling semi-liquid. His gaze then laid upon Valad who was doing the same thing, and was pointing to a dresser with his pinky.

Raising a brow he saw the same exact kind of sweet item waiting for him with a plastic spoon.