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Nuala was beginning to give up hope of ever getting past her chronic space sickness. What was this, her thirteenth foray into space? It didn't matter. She was still really green around the gills and felt two minutes away from hurling at any given moment. She popped a few more of the sickness pills that the Jedi had given her. Hopefully, they'd work this time. She doubted it.
Ugh... No. She needed to stop thinking about it. Nuala pushed those thoughts aside and tried to ignore the queasiness of her stomach. First impressions went a long way and she couldn't falter right now. Not when there was a new master at hand.
Hopefully, this guy would be on the saner end of the spectrum. After dealing with nutjobs on Empress Teta, Sarka, Naboo and Tatooine... she had suffered about all of the crazy that she could handle.
Well, there was only one way to find out. Nuala hit the proper switch and the door to the training room slid open. She tried to calm her stomach and keep her confidence about her as she stepped through. She was on time and this was the right place... what happened next would be dealt with as it happened.
Ugh... No. She needed to stop thinking about it. Nuala pushed those thoughts aside and tried to ignore the queasiness of her stomach. First impressions went a long way and she couldn't falter right now. Not when there was a new master at hand.
Hopefully, this guy would be on the saner end of the spectrum. After dealing with nutjobs on Empress Teta, Sarka, Naboo and Tatooine... she had suffered about all of the crazy that she could handle.
Well, there was only one way to find out. Nuala hit the proper switch and the door to the training room slid open. She tried to calm her stomach and keep her confidence about her as she stepped through. She was on time and this was the right place... what happened next would be dealt with as it happened.