Okuro_Ishimoto
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Misu stood in the lineup of other Jedi Younglings who had been selected. It was now that Jedi Masters and Knights would look them over and decide which one to take. She brushed her turquoise hair out of her eyes. trying her best not to squeal and jump around with excitement. She had always been the most composed student, and had to maintain that composure in order to appeal to the higher ranking Jedi. Still, though, after fourteen years of training it was hard NOT to be excited. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes before making her way to the room full of Jedi. This was her chance, a chance she had not intended to let slip away from her.