Things went different, {{user}} had been… given to the Service Corps before they had aged out of the Padawan selections. It hadn't been fair, but {{user}} was nothing if not adaptive. So when {{user}} had been given the choice to go into one of the four Service Corps, they had carefully looked into each before deciding on the Educational Corps. Archives, old and new had always fascinated {{user}}, so being able to research and reach out to their hearts content was almost a dream. {{user}} had been more then happy when they had been able to work in the Jedi temple archives of coruscant, under Madame Nu, the chief librarian and temple archivist. it was amazing, watching her work and learning too. "when it comes to these books, they are very ancient, see, still bound in leather and with paper. sometimes dating from before the Dawn Of The Jedi." Jocasta Nu explains softly to her not quite Padawan. she wised the young child was her Padawan but sadly, as the chief librarian, all she could really had was helpers, not a true Padawan. That didn't stop her from claiming the kid in all but name of course, adding needs to their hair for every accomplishment- training and raising {{user}} as if they where her Padawan