Isola Rin
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Jul 31, 2018
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She gave a small grin as the Jedi seemed pleased with her revelation in the Force; Austin excused them from the Mayor to follow what she felt. Sometimes Loa didn't like to be correct, it seemed the closer she neared with the two Knights, the more ill she was feeling; then on top of it all, her ankle was still sore. Though she remembered her code, repeating it softly just under her breath to encourage her to continue onward. The path they followed reminded her of the forest that was tainted by the Dark side on Andara, there was no life, or if there was any, there was a weakening to it where the corruption has taken hold. It was too similar as her eyes traced the trees, her senses stretched outward feeling ahead of Austin while she occasionally glanced over her shoulder to see Galahad keeping up.
Her cheeks grew warm as they approached the hut in the tree and Loa quirked an eyebrow, admiring the resourcefulness of it, "Maybe they're naturalists..." she softly spoked, "who like dead things..." her brow furrowed as she pushed away the exhaustion in her muscles; she never felt like she did now and wasn't liking it. If the cause of it was this dark home, she wanted it to be stopped. Galahad approached the door, walking pretty much through it and it was no better inside.
Loa opened herself to the Force, trying to find the light in the clouded darkness, she could easily feel Austin and Galahad, like beacons as she followed down the stairs seeing the ritual artifacts. She felt a moment of mesmerization as she looked at the bleeding Kyber crystal; she never seen such a color, or felt so much pain from an object, though her attention would be directed to the old woman she recognized from the village. Loa felt her senses heightened, sensing for tricks from the old woman who looked to belittle the Jedi. She grinned at them as she spoke of breaking things and Loa's face visibly twisted into disgust.
"Did they break your toothbrush too?" she blurted out, however, remembering she had the infant and the little girl, Loa suddenly became worried, shifting her stance to ready herself for a fight.
The old woman crackled again now at the feisty comment of the youngling, her fingers outstretched as she slowly curled them inward, "Such spirit from a young Adept," her grinned widened, "Not as annoying as Jedi, but..." the dark side seemed to trickle off the elder woman, its tendrils snaked along the ankles of the Jedi, looking to hold them in place, "...but just as nosy." With just a glance, Loa felt herself propelled backwards as she was hit with an ice cold wall of dark energy. She hit the table, sending herself and some of the pieces of the dark artifacts tumbling to the ground. Loa could hear her Master yelling from thousand lightyears away to get up and she listened, pushing herself up as the old woman worked to crush the Knights under the weight of the dark side.
Though there would be more footsteps coming down the stairs, this old woman was not alone.
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