This planet doesn’t have a thing to offer anyone…

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus took her saber. The only time a Jedi was allowed to activate it without the primary aim of taking a life.

With a deft flick of the wrist, the braid was gone. If flipped up into Corvus hand and as her blade disappeared with a hiss-snap, she handed the hair to Kaia. "Knight Vullen. It suits you well."

And was that a tear in Corvus' eye? Maybe it was just the wind.

On a starship.

In space.

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[Kaia Vullen]

After the braid was cut, Kaia stood again. She took the hair in her hand and tucked it away in a compartment of her belt. She would have to find something to do with it later.

"Knight Vullen... I still prefer just Kaia, Corvus."

Kaia could spot the little tear in Corvus' eye and if she had functioning tear-ducts herself. the she would probably start a chain reaction of bawling. Instead, her nose just became a little runny, which was far easier to hide. It must be the cold or sudden allergies. someone ought to fix the ventilation.

[member="Corvus Raaf"]