Mima Jeth
Force Sensitive
[SIZE=10pt]Mima glanced briefly at Dranok's clothing. For a moment, it was unclear whether she anticipated he was hiding something more than the scars on his hands. Then again, she was hiding a secret of her own. She almost seemed sympathetic when her eyes met his again, but it was as if her eyes froze into their icy gaze again. Logic had a way of countering her emotions, but her force sensitivity had a way of making those emotions more intense lately. She had no idea why this man made her slip, but at times, she rather liked it. She glanced at the floor and gently tapped the floor with the front of her right shoe. A girlish but honest expression.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE=10pt]But she was bright-eyed and mildly cheerful again when the dark Jedi spoke again. The questions clearly amused her, as if the person asking them already knew the answers. [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]"I tried to plan and live out a normal life, but I found out that don't belong here. I'm meant for so much more, and I would gladly leave this all behind for the privilege of being your Apprentice."[/SIZE]
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[SIZE=10pt]@[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Dranok Lussk[/SIZE]
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[SIZE=10pt]But she was bright-eyed and mildly cheerful again when the dark Jedi spoke again. The questions clearly amused her, as if the person asking them already knew the answers. [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]"I tried to plan and live out a normal life, but I found out that don't belong here. I'm meant for so much more, and I would gladly leave this all behind for the privilege of being your Apprentice."[/SIZE]
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[SIZE=10pt]@[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Dranok Lussk[/SIZE]