Joon just looked down at the blonde peacekeeper. Even with the lightsaber back in hand, it was sweet. The clone smiled, and drew her lightsaber, and with a spin in the palm, she mirrored the girl and pointed her crimson blade down with an equally sharp emission.
”Come and get me.”
She bounced her brow once in mocking invite.
”You’re not taking me today, little girl. I told you. This is a taste of what is yet to come.”
Her smile was wicked, but warm.
”Come on. Prove your word is as strong as your will.”
[member="Jamie Pyne"]
”Come and get me.”
She bounced her brow once in mocking invite.
”You’re not taking me today, little girl. I told you. This is a taste of what is yet to come.”
Her smile was wicked, but warm.
”Come on. Prove your word is as strong as your will.”
[member="Jamie Pyne"]