Vosh Solvan
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Vosh stood leaning against the wall of the Dark Temple, a section secluded by darkness. She watched every passerby with intense paranoia, though the gray clothe covering her eyes made it seem as if she wasn't. Perks of seeing through the force. Her gloved hands were crossed over her chest, fingers twitching towards the knife tucked in her boot. She moved her foot up the wall so the blade was closer, just in case. The girl was indeed paranoid in this temple.
No matter how paranoid she was, she was actually waiting for a specific passerby. A master that would be training her in the ways of the force. The thought made her smirk underneath her shirts hood. The poor Dark Jedi didn't know what he was getting himself into, her attitude was fiery and sarcastic.
After a while the girl started to get impatient and bored and finally decided to close her empty eyes. Slowly she faded into a trance like meditation that she could still sense her surrounding, but she wasn't quite paying attention any longer. She stood there calmly, her breathing controlled. Something that The Captain had taught her to do when she got real angry, which happened a lot.
She stood for what she figured was a long time, before she opened her eyes again. She was once again calm, but still very impatient. When was this supposed master going to show up? After a long slow inhale, she exhaled in a huff, before she stood up off the wall. It was then that she realized that the master could already be there and simply watching her. She froze and gave a quick look around the temple. When she didn't see anything she groaned and punched the wall.
"Dammit! Where is he?!"
No matter how paranoid she was, she was actually waiting for a specific passerby. A master that would be training her in the ways of the force. The thought made her smirk underneath her shirts hood. The poor Dark Jedi didn't know what he was getting himself into, her attitude was fiery and sarcastic.
After a while the girl started to get impatient and bored and finally decided to close her empty eyes. Slowly she faded into a trance like meditation that she could still sense her surrounding, but she wasn't quite paying attention any longer. She stood there calmly, her breathing controlled. Something that The Captain had taught her to do when she got real angry, which happened a lot.
She stood for what she figured was a long time, before she opened her eyes again. She was once again calm, but still very impatient. When was this supposed master going to show up? After a long slow inhale, she exhaled in a huff, before she stood up off the wall. It was then that she realized that the master could already be there and simply watching her. She froze and gave a quick look around the temple. When she didn't see anything she groaned and punched the wall.
"Dammit! Where is he?!"