She Left Behind A Legacy

Cynna, Romi's student.

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"What's taking so long to find him?" standing 1.49 meters high as she paced behind the sauntering blonde -- to outsiders the resemblance was...uncanny; However, Grayson did a good job concealing what she needed. She was a wise-cracking blonde, tough like tempered steel, had a penchant for bodysuits and eccentric colors...some would say she was a carbon copy of Romi or rather she just took her lessons to heart?
"Well, he's not exactly easy to track down," Jade responded while descending into the central hub, "I mean, I trained him.

“Master, just admit it already; you don’t like my flying.”
"Hate it, actually. But things will move quicker if we split up. So go."
The girl smirked, "Well good luck, catch you where it's filty." She threw her hands and exited.
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So here she was again, calling a Conclave. Over a thousand years ago, Jedi congregated at enclaves and would collaborate with various other far flung facilities to deal with various issues on a galactic scale. And when serious decisions would beckon discussion, the heads of these enclaves would gather, and confer. This concept brought forth the very first Conclaves. Her first was on the silent heels of those of the past, a trial of sorts and since then many Enclaves had made up the network that Coren and herself helped piece together.
Since then she'd been rather busy, re-working the structure of the Jakku Enclave as enrollment slowed down; they were already over capacity, and splitting her time between various other missions and battles. She hadn't slowed down a bit.
Though this Conclave was specific, much like the last, she'd sent requests to specific members across the Order after a conversation with Coren following Ossus. This also had an agenda outlined that most had the opportunity to peek at prior.
Several side conversations had all of them on the same page, but this was going to iron out any wrinkles and allow everyone to contribute ideas and thoughts in person if they chose to.
She hated talking....but growth doesn't happen in comfort zones.
She hit a quick pivot and sprawled herself over the comms hub in the center of the room. Waiting for the groups arrival.
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Caedyn Arenais



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