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ZARAVA
Location: Jutrand Academy
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The longer she spent on this planet, the more she wished she was somewhere else. Compared to some that were in the Academy, she had no reason to want to stay here. She was taken from her home thanks to the lives of her darling mother. Erlood at least had some nature to it. Jutrand? Nothing of the sort. It was all buildings as far as the eye could see, and just the sight of everything made her feel incredibly lonely. She enjoyed some things about nature, though she would be far from being an individual to be able to survive in nature. Cities were fine, but only to an extent when it came to the size of the place. Zarava didn't care if she returned to her home planet, as there was nothing for her there. Her father was dead, and she didn't exactly grow up knowing anyone as her mother had provided her with her education.
She was trying to avoid as many people as possible and had only come across a couple. Some of them had offered her some important information on what was to come in the test that they were supposed to take. The teenager planned on leaving the spotlight for the royalty and rich folks who would probably pay their way to the top. At least that was what the boy said when she had conversed with him. He had said there would even be a possibility of the students trying to kill each other, especially the rich. She had already seen the likes of that group walking through the halls. All of them seemed to have an aura around them. Besides, she doubted that they would want to interact with someone with the likes of her.
Zarava's family did not grow up poor, but they also weren't rich either. They managed with what they had and nothing more and nothing less. The mines her father worked in didn't pay all that much, but it was better than nothing. Regardless, while she was here she might as well learn something as there wasn't all that much else to do. The redhead was at least given a datapad when she arrived at the academy and had used it to bring up some examples of the fighting styles one used while wielding a lightsaber. Zarava had noticed some people training with the weapons when she had passed a couple of the rooms earlier. The weapon seemed to be common in the arsenal of the Sith, so that meant more than likely she would acquire one of her own at some point. Zarava had no doubt plenty of others were here who knew more than her, but she wasn't going to show weakness by asking anyone for help. She could take care of herself.
Zarava found herself in a fairly empty room and managed to snag a training saber. It was just a piece of wood, but it was more than enough to at least practice her form. She had never used any weapons other than knives before so it was a new learning experience. On the ground was her datapad, showing an image of the beginning of the form. She held the training saber at her side as she looked it over. In her mind, it didn't look all that difficult. Besides, she considered herself to be a quick learner, and she imagined surviving here, would need to be. Zarava positioned her feet in shoulders in position, looking down at the datapad at her feet, adjusting herself for several seconds. Once she thought she had it right, she swung with the training blade. It wasn't perfect, but it was better than nothing. She went back to looking down at her datapad as she flicked to the next image concentrating on what to do for the next form.