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((Sorry for the delay, I didn't realise anyone had posted)) "No," Galen said flatly to Norm. He wasn't the kind of person to be following around some stranger for no other reason than that they looked nice. If he followed someone, it was for a reason, generally because they seemed suspicious or...

"You," said Galen, "Are someone who claims they aren't much of a fashion-person." After Norm's next question, he said, "I'm not judging anyone here, I'm not assuming that someone could help her with fashion because they're from Naboo. If there happens to be a feather store, I suppose that would...

"None of them," said X'jan, thinking it was a trick question like Lamia, "It's in the Force."

X'jan saw Master Matsu, looking a lot older than she had last time. He doubted that she would remember him, but he surely remembered her. She sat on the ground with a lot of useless looking equipment, including and umbrella. Perhaps it was made of cortosis. Wither way, X'jan made sure he was...

"Fair enough," Galen said, nodding after hearing their reasoning. Once they finished talking to each other, Galen had another query. "I don'y quite understand," he said, "How someone like Norm here, if this person is anything like him, could help someone like Haloburner in the fashion industry."

"Alright," said X'jan "Let's go." And with that, he went to where Risty had indicated with the others.

A duel with Master Matsu? He had duelled with Matsu before she had been a Master, but there had been no winner due to the fight being cancelled. He had also duelled with a Master, only to get cocky and lose. X'jan got out one of his training lightsabers and prepared to fight. Were they all going...

X'jan heard Master Matsu's words and saw the others do as instructed. He had never been taught how to do such things, he would much rather run or fight. There was a good reason he wasn't a diplomat. Sighing and backing away in case things got out of had. He began to think thoughts like 'Good...

X'jan followed the others, but left a distance between himself and the group. If this happened to be a test, then either they had to help the girl, or there was an ambush she was leading them to. Either way, it would pay to be cautious.

Hearing the cry of a little girl, X'jan ran to where the sound came from, only to find everyone was already there. The girl seemed mute, making actions instead of talking. Something didn't add up with all of this, though. A Nautolan's tendrils sensed emotion. There was no fear coming from this...

Wait... The map is staring to confuse me... I got sent Southeast, but doesn't that lead me off a cliff? Also, if we were each sent in a different direction, should be all hear the girl? I'll post when I know.

X'jan carried on into the maze in the direction indicated, wondering if any of the other Padawans had gone this way. He kept of walking, taking in the scenery, until he figured he should check where he was going. He pulled out his map. He had started in the clearing at the top left, where they...

"No, fashion isn't really my kind of thing" Galen replied. He was sure there was something more going on than getting just any old feathers. "Can I ask you, Haloburner, why you care so much about your conversation being recorded? If I were you, I would have just gone and asked them nicely to...

Sighing, X'jan figured that this would keep going until he succeeded. That meant he could either try his hardest, and not do anything stupid, or he would eventually tire from repeated efforts. The sooner he finished, the more energy he would have for whatever the next challenge would be. The...

((Sorry for the delay. Exams, NaNoWriMo. I've been busy.)) There was a subtle pause, barely noticeable, then came a stab at X'jan's head, which was narrowly avoided with a quick flick of his head to the side. Then one at his chest, which he avoided with a quick step back and leaning as far as he...

Only a minute, X'jan told himself, only a mintue. The first slash was slow, it was easy enough to take a quick step back to avoid it. A few more of those swings met similar responses, but some with a little more movement than others. Perhaps he should distract the master by talking, and asking...

X'jan grimaced at what his challenge was. Obviously the master had been doing her research, as dodging and not parrying or blocking was not one of his strong points. Leaving his lightsaber where it was, X'jan took up a stance he believed would help him to be lighter on his feet. That's what he...

After everyone had ran away from the fake Sith, X'jan had gotten a bit confused as to why, so had kind of walked in the general direction they had gone. He managed to catch the end of the conversation between one of the padawans and what sounded like a Jedi master. "Ah... Am I late or...

Yeah, I was going to post IC if you finished without me. I'll just do that.

Wait... Either X'jan is a Sith pureblood (No) or you forgot me... I do realise I didn't manage to post more than twice, though.