"Hey Fleur," I called out handing her a coffee, "Like the classic look I'm rocking?" I asked doing a twirl showing off my new robes, before stumbling and rubbing my head.
"Headaches still bothering you?" she asked taking a sip of her coffee, "Need a few more days?" she asked.
Shaking my head I answered, "No, no, I'll be fine, I can still focus," I told her, "and I already saw the doctor, nothing wrong with my head and the blood tests aren't back yet," I explained, "Now stop dodging and tell me, the classic look yay or nay?" I reiterated my question.
"Yay, it works on you," Fleur told me, "Well don't work yourself too much, at least, so what's first on the agenda?" she asked me.
"An interview I've been trying to set up since I got back from Ponyville because I kept missing office hours," I told her, "that will be at 11, then after that, because she won't stop pestering me, a dress showoff with Rarity, at 2," I continued, "and that's really all for today, the world of fashion has been for the most part slow as of late," I explained, "or you know lingering deep-seated racism towards me affecting you," I half-joked, "Oh right and then a fan dinner with Copper Dream and her mom Silver Line at 5." I finished.
"Oui, so we have a few hours," she sighed out, "Breakfast?" she smiled looking at me, I gave her a nod and we headed out to get a quick bite to eat.
"You know you eat like two people," I chuckled while finishing my scone, she shook her head chuckling putting down her third sandwich, "How do you keep that lithe figure?" I asked.
"Extreme Cardio, Sasha, extreme cardio, that and ice baths, helps burn the extra fat," she told me, "Maybe you should try it, getting a little chubby there~" she joked poking me causing me to laugh as I swatted at her hooves, "ticklish are you?" she questioned.
"Y-yes, now s-stop it," I ordered grabbing her hooves and holding them down, "W-we should pay and get moving, it's almost 10," I told her grabbing my coin purse and electing to split the bill. The interview was started sooner than expected especially since when we stood up our interviewer was behind us, "I guess we can do the interview here and now," I groan out pulling out my planner and scratching out the first time and writing down 10, "Because just forget my scheduling." I sighed taking a seat as Fleur quickly ordered two more sandwiches.
The interview itself was simple, mostly about any upcoming shows, which designers she was showing off, and any new designers she was testing the waters with, "Fascinating, I can't wait to see the designs from your secret mare or stallion if you pick them," she chuckled before turning to me and replacing her press badge from Mare's Weekly, with one from The Canterlot Messenger, "I work for both publishers, now onto the second part of the Interview, Sasha, Superhero or Good Samaritan?" she said with a quizzical flourish, I rolled my eyes getting ready to leave when Fleur shot me a sharp look placing my elbow on the table I rested my cheek in my palm.
"Now, the question that is buzzing in all of the circles of Nobility, what exactly is a Jedi? the word has been floating around all over Canterlot." she asked, leaning closer to me.
"A Jedi is a peacekeeper, diplomat, and warrior," I told her, "some of us focused on being warriors like I did, some in history, and of course, many focused on healing and diplomacy." I explained further.
"Why did you become a warrior?" she asked me taking a sip of her coffee.
"It just felt right, the way the saber felt in my hand and the way I moved it all came very naturally to me," I told her, "I'm still pretty good, I was still practicing before I lost my first saber and then these headaches have been making it hard to focus too," I said.
"Interesting, interesting, and why did you not become a royal guard, a soldier, or join a police department?" she asked looking me over.
"I was not educated enough to do so, and by the time I had my degree and was old enough, I already had a good relationship and job with Fleur, so I decided to stick around ex-" I started before being cut off.
"Except when you went on vacation and saved a filly, and stopped a massacre on a train, before being tortured right?" her excited look gave way to her true scoop.
"I was framed during my vacation and spent some time locked up, but I was proven innocent," I said glaring, "and that's all I'm going to say on that," I told her standing up, "A Jedi's work is not something to gawk at and get a raise, promotion, or renown for, what we do; did, is who a Jedi is at their core, I was a warrior and protector, but Equestria has good protectors already, they have more than they need and I don't need to be there, my abilities are not needed and I'm leaving." I roughly stated turning around.
"S-Sasha?" Fleur called out chasing after me, "Tortured? You never mentioned anything like that," she accused.
"I didn't mention it, because my master told me to forget and forgive those involved, holding onto the anger would lead down the path of the Darkside." I told her starting to cry a little as I leaned against a wall.
"I thought your master was dead?" she asked wrapping a leg around me.
"He is, but the force isn't life or death, we can talk to each other at times," I explained, "Only when I'm particularly stressed though does he come and direct me," I told her, "I miss him, I miss the order, but I love mom, and you, and Blueblood, I've been torn for a long time Fleur." she pulled me in close to her.
"I think I understand, you want to go back to your order, but you don't want to leave us," I felt her nuzzle me as she held on tight, "Let's get you home cleaned up, nose blown, and eyes dried, then we'll see Rarity okay and maybe some ice cream before going?" she chuckled balancing me on her withers.