Whispers in the Dark

[Jarael Belaerys]

When Jarae was younger, she hated the Force. Hated her Jedi master for thinking that all this nonsense about how much one learned about the lore and power of this thing, would make him stronger. The Arkanian disagreed with that, and paid the price for her insolence, there in the dark, holding her lightsaber.

“I will never be loyal.”, she almost growled pointing the edge of the blade at the doctor’s direction, “I will never break.”, but she had little doubts about that. She had no one in there, except her droid, no fuel, no real money, no great power and no friends to rescue her. She had only herself, and the force.

[member="Seras Goto"]

 

[Seras Goto]

[member="Jarael Belaerys"]

Seras looked at her and at the blade... but didn't show fear or any emotion. "Oh dear child, I don't want you to break. broken things are never good." She said it though and walked letting the first real hints of the force come from her. She studied how to manipulate the force to work on experiments as she moved focusing on the small. the smallest parts of her midichlorians within the dna of the girl. An arkanian should appreciate the skill when she was reaching out with her mind and spoke. "Hush now though apprentice, we have time for discuss your future, don't you feel tired.... you have been all alone. You need to rest, you need to eat. Taking a meal from me will not harm you. Just lower your weapon and agree to eat here in your room."