Teela Foster

Accessing recording..

Granted.

"After finding a decent amount of children with the force residing in them, we took measures in our own hands instead. We wanted to see how strong the force really was. These children's were to become the Senators weapons."

Recording sped forward.

"6 months, 3 weeks and 10 days.. We have lost over a hundred children due to the injections we provided on making them stronger, obediant and emotionless. However the remaining have showed promising, especially one child. Number twenty-six dash forty-two dash three."

Recording sped forward again.

"22 months, 8 weeks and 20 days... we lost yet another thirty candidates. Our numbers continue to drop and we aren't getting any more cargo in. The Jedi order are on our tail and had to move operations. Such a disappointment. The children has began to grow resilient against our injections and started to speak up. Sadly, we had to mute them with a special collar. It pervents them from speaking against us. However one child still remain remarkable alive and catching our Senate interest."

Recording changes.

"The lab is under attack. I repeat, were under attack! All the children's have died and one has escaprd.. Teela Foster or also known as Number twenty-six dash forty-two dash three found a way to distract us, destroy a vital equipment and ran. You must locate and retrieve...." recording turned to static and ended.


Teela Foster

Hybrid of Raquor'daan and human

Age of twenty

Unknown to any human

Discovered by Yoda and a group of clone soldiers.

Raised by a clone named Max at the age of 8 soon after it was Obi wan kenobi at the age of 12. Age 15, she was instructed to another Jedi named Misha Marsh to become a padawan.

Her eyes are narrowed shape with a dull gray color, indicating she was blind. Black hair with what seems to have thin canine black ears resting on top of her head. Giving her that unknown feeling.

Standing 5' 5" tall, and underweight with fair skin. She has a square face, a well-formed nose and narrow lips with a single tooth poking out.

She has a strong connection to the force, able to use it as her way to see around her way. Her canine like ears give her the advantage to hear things in further distance and her sense of smell is stronger than the average human but she keep those ears hidden from view with a cloth acting as a bandana over her head.

She normally wears a gray sleeveless tunic with a red sleeveless jacket that seem like it was too small for her but however, it would fit her perfectly. The number barcode on her shoulder was pitched back with her experiment numbers. She even wore black pants, red loose belt that carried her Lightsaber hilt.

The way she could see the world, everything was plainly white, like she was viewing the very force within every being, every sentient, every creature and every life.

Unlike her master, Misha, who seemed to be human was actually a Miraluka. A force-sensitive race that wore either a mask or a blindfold. Teela could sense the force from the older jedi. The wisdom rolling off her.

She was just lucky to have suck a great master to fight along side with and learn.

Live recording of Misha and Teela:

"Impressive, now.." The Miraluka walked around such a young child. She looked only twelve. She even wore the padawan clothes of a gray tunic and pants, the brown sash around her waist. "Now focus and send it back into the target it."

Teela could sense something being tossed at her. The left over force fading from the ground orb. Her nose could pick up the foal stench of rubber. Raising her hand up in that direction of where the ball was coming from.

Her mind didnt race, it didnt jump to fear. With her focus on such an incoming object, her fingers twitched, a build of pressure came from her hand before releasing such a force from it. It sent the object away from her this time and without moments later, something hit the ground with an echo of the object bouncing.

"Amazing padawan," even her master was impress. "I am please, you used your other senses and kept your mind clear. Your progressing such a fast rate then the others." Misha admitted with much praise.

"Thankyou master," Teela bowed her head. She was grateful with the praises and compliments. "I aim to please."

"Dont speak as a slave, young one." The female jedi master spoke calme, the uneasiness was with her master force. "You are allow to make some mistakes. One, i am clearing seeing."

"Seeing?" Teela tilted her head in confusion as she straighten up. "What do you mean, master?"

"You speak as if you are a slave here," Her master spoken up. "And yet you are free to do what you please. Free from the collar that kept you unspoken. Free from the darkness that chases you." Misha explained, her hand gently touched the child shoulder.

"Perphaps that collar is still there but i can not feel it. Grasping and keeping me from being truly free."

"The perhaps it is time for our first mission." Misha stated with a calmer tone.

Live recording of Misha. Teela and the Jedi Order

"Master jedi Misha, are you certain you want to take her with you, Qui-Gon and young obi-wan kenobi" one of the jedi members questioned her mentors decision.

"I believe this is a good lesson for her to learn. To make a friend and possible a good ally by her side." Misha suggested, her arms were crossed and her hands tucked into the sleeves of her robe.

"This child could also bring darkness into the jedi order. How can we possible trust this creature.." a jedi in black robing pointed to Teela. The look in his eyes showed no trust at all toward the young padawan.

"She maybe a new race but this is not how we treat our jedis in training." Misha started a bit hashly, but even her face still held a calmer look.

"She an abomination, not some new species." The jedi before Teela could only stare toward him. The anger and hate in his tone didnt seem right. But the feel of his force was cold and dark. She didn't trust it.

"Enough," another jedi, Mace Windu, spoke. "You have spoken,Dooku and we have heard, however that does not prove why she can not be trusted. She is still learning our ways." The way this man sounded was peaceful and very trustworthy.

A dry hum followed with a chuckle came from someone. Her canine like ears flicked toward the sound. "Listens well, she does." That made everyone turned to the sound of the voice. "Keeps her thought to herself as well."

"Master Yoda," Misha spoke up to vouch for her padawan but the small green jedi had raised his hand up to silence the female jedi.

Teela heard something wood touch the ground and small feet lightly stepping, sounding as if one was walking toward her. She felt the force shift around her, revealing who was coming to her. There was that light green glow flowing around the small creature in robes in front of her, holding a wooden staff. "You see, yes?"

Teela ear flicked once. "I do master," There was curious murmurs followed by her reply. "But only through the force."

Master Yoda let out a hum. "Strong with the force, you are. Very strong." Yoda then turned to face the others. "She goes with Qui-Gon and his padawan."

End of all Recordings...