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"Alright, he's fast.." Yirrm thought as he shifted back a bit before leaping over Osman for an overhead attack

"As you wish master." He bowed politely and telekinetically summoned his lightsaber into his hand and a green blade ignited followed by an idle hum. He held his lightsaber in one hand and shifted his weight a little bit towards the back for quick retreats if needed and assumed the Ataru battle...

Yirrm took a step back and readied his hand at his lightsaber and smiled. "You're welcomed to try." He said, confident in his ability if his master were to try anything.

Yirrm sensed Osman's hand moving to his saber. "Well, I have a few tricks up my sleeve." He grinned. He didn't want to answer Osman directly. If he was going to duel with the more experienced Jedi Knight, it would be best to keep him on his toes and guessing. Did Osman really bring him here to...

Yirrm smiled, "Form 4, with a little Teras Kasi thrown in as well" He replied and threw a few punches and kicks in the air. He then straightened himself up and cleared his throat, realizing that he was behaving a bit too enthusiastically.

"Alright then" He replied and followed the Jedi. "What is it you wish to talk about" He asked as they walked through the garden. The scents here were very different to that of the Jedi Temple which he seldom leaves.

Yirrm furrowed his brow as Osman seemed unphased by their close calls. He slowly piloted the speeder to the given co-ordinance and landed safely in the parking lot. Yirrm hopped out, his heart was still racing. Thank goodness for his Jedi reflexes served him well. "So what are we doing here...

Yirrm climbed abored the speeder and 'stared' at the controls. "This looks like the ignation" He thought and hit it. The speeder powered up and came to life and floated a few feet above the ground and hummed. "Alright genious.. Lets see what we can do." He said to himself and held the steering...

Yirrm followed Osman to the hanger and stood beside him. "Are any of them to your fancy? Or do you have your own ride which you're willing to risk on me?" He asked. "I'm sure a number of people would be quite concerned seeing someone wearing a blindfold while driving." He continues and laughed...

Yirrm followed close behind the Jedi master, "You do know I was joking about the speeder thing." He said. "By the way, I can't drive."

Yirrm smiled, "My mother, she's a Jedi Healer and she brought me here to become one like herself. But I'm no healer thats for sure." He laughed. "As to what made me to become a Jedi" He continued, "Being Half-Miraluka, I half an innate ability to use the force to give me the gift of sight." He...

Yirrm stood up and faced the Nautalan Jedi master and bowed respectfully. "Yirrm Nib." He replied with a smile.

Photo of myself during a friend's photoshoot Before anyone asks, yes i do have a cleft lip Edit: resized it

I would say, for my character Yirrm, it has to be Dance with the Devil by Breaking Benjamin. It matches, not just him, but almost the entire story i made up for him. His transition from young padawan learner, to knight, to a double agent for the council, betraying his task force, assassin for...

hmmm point taken, I didn't know about the age thing.. I hope the edits are alright

Yirrm breathed deeply as he stood in total stillness in the middle of the training arena, almost statuesque. It had been 2 weeks since he had recovered from his previous injuries. He was eager to resume his training, but unfortunately, how master had gone M.I.A. Deep inside, he wishes to go out...

thank you, gotta work on my writting skills though, i feel its rather lacking an extra lit ummph

ok edited, or rather, i just deleted stuff out, and added a little more stuff. Hope you find it better now =)

Well, I thought they would do that so that he would not have close ties with her which may complicate his Jedi training if something were to happen to her. I could make changes if you wish. =)

Yirrm Nib Padawan