Mother of the Rebellion
She gathered herself on to her personal Jedi Cruiser she had gained from her time within the Republic. Those days....were full of blood, and at times this ship was a reminder of such. However it showed her progress...what she had come from what she had stood for, and what she was trying to bring to fruition.
However one of her students had requested learning more about Ataru, and personal form she had come to master during her career as a Jedi. A firm she loved however, and would have loved to help develop.
She sent word ahead of time for him to meet her within the sparring corridor she had created to help her enhance her training for her students. It had just enough room for such a style, as it required good reserves of energy, and it took you all over the area.
She awaited however, he would be here in due time. She stood with her head tilted down, and her eyes closed. She was deep in though for the brief time she had. Her arms were behind her back, and her hands interlocked.
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However one of her students had requested learning more about Ataru, and personal form she had come to master during her career as a Jedi. A firm she loved however, and would have loved to help develop.
She sent word ahead of time for him to meet her within the sparring corridor she had created to help her enhance her training for her students. It had just enough room for such a style, as it required good reserves of energy, and it took you all over the area.
She awaited however, he would be here in due time. She stood with her head tilted down, and her eyes closed. She was deep in though for the brief time she had. Her arms were behind her back, and her hands interlocked.
[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"]