The two stood in a ackward silence. One that just sits in the air waiting to be broken.
"Very well. Then my friend." She turns and starts down the hall. The time that she spent a prisonor of war seems to have changed her more then she realized. He fave held a gaze of one that has learned enough to last several life times.
The darkness that she faced. One that lives in the force. It was evil and...and aliving evil in the living force. A foe that one must fight. Even in the force it self.
Her power was something else as well. She felt like she could reach out and touch the force like never before. Like it was a malible mold for her touch rather then a river of liquid that could only be redirected and then used.
Her allies were many now. The Allderaanian guard, the orders of the Teras Kasi, Aiki, Jensaarai, Teepo and Jedi. Members of each sect owed her much and welcomed her into their lives to become friends and allies.
She was a focal point now.
A Collescence of the force sects. The first member of the Observer order of Jedi. Or is it the observer branch of the old order. That was some thing that she would have to sort out.
She felt out to the force and a new call beckons her. One that feels familiar.
Her mail from out of the academy had piled up as well. Some communiques from ZedNine indicate what seems to be Krath activity. The terrorists activitys that are becomeing their trade mark.
Some old messages from her master Irman. Reading it over she was shocked to see that he was willing to die to save her. And made her master Organa aware of this. Yet her master did not come to her aid. Nor did any other members of the order other then Kenshin.
Kenshin. Her student friend and something else. Well only the future can tell that tale.
She feels it again that pulling of her soul. As if there was some new emerging prescence in the force that she must seek out.
"Very well. Then my friend." She turns and starts down the hall. The time that she spent a prisonor of war seems to have changed her more then she realized. He fave held a gaze of one that has learned enough to last several life times.
The darkness that she faced. One that lives in the force. It was evil and...and aliving evil in the living force. A foe that one must fight. Even in the force it self.
Her power was something else as well. She felt like she could reach out and touch the force like never before. Like it was a malible mold for her touch rather then a river of liquid that could only be redirected and then used.
Her allies were many now. The Allderaanian guard, the orders of the Teras Kasi, Aiki, Jensaarai, Teepo and Jedi. Members of each sect owed her much and welcomed her into their lives to become friends and allies.
She was a focal point now.
A Collescence of the force sects. The first member of the Observer order of Jedi. Or is it the observer branch of the old order. That was some thing that she would have to sort out.
She felt out to the force and a new call beckons her. One that feels familiar.
Her mail from out of the academy had piled up as well. Some communiques from ZedNine indicate what seems to be Krath activity. The terrorists activitys that are becomeing their trade mark.
Some old messages from her master Irman. Reading it over she was shocked to see that he was willing to die to save her. And made her master Organa aware of this. Yet her master did not come to her aid. Nor did any other members of the order other then Kenshin.
Kenshin. Her student friend and something else. Well only the future can tell that tale.
She feels it again that pulling of her soul. As if there was some new emerging prescence in the force that she must seek out.