Mission her ass, more like glorified janitorial duties. Being tasked to eliminate slugs wasn’t exactly the thing she’d envisioned herself doing when joining up with Galen and Rhel. Directions towards the infestation was hardly needed given the power of the smell emanating from the north side of the training fields. As the senior most padawan and likely the most experienced with actually dealing with problems next to Rhel she figured she’d be up to the task of dealing with the buggers.
Tess wasn’t confident in her ability to use her lightsaber in actual combat however, she’d learned the basics by now but a blaster still felt much more natural to her than a deadly stick made of light so she’d opted for some ‘ehem’ accessories that she’d hidden away on her ship. The Jedi weren’t keen on weapons other than the saber but she was a smuggler by trade, as if they could find -everything- stashed away on her ship! Her pride would have n