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Zaifa stood in the training room. There was a fairly large window over-looking a courtyard in the Jedi temple. It was something she often did, watch people and if she could, tap into their minds, read their thoughts, nudge their thoughts, or even just give them new thoughts all together. She had always discovered thoughts had an emotion connected with it and therefore could be easily influenced with a simple dab of her own emotions to change their course entirely.
She sighed loudly and pressed her forehead against the window, she had arrived early, entirely too early; she figured since there was nothing else to do she would wait for her new master to arrive. Zolotoy Tsviets, a Knight; she had seen his picture on the holo-image, but so far she could match it to anyone she'd seen below her. She would keep waiting.
She sighed loudly and pressed her forehead against the window, she had arrived early, entirely too early; she figured since there was nothing else to do she would wait for her new master to arrive. Zolotoy Tsviets, a Knight; she had seen his picture on the holo-image, but so far she could match it to anyone she'd seen below her. She would keep waiting.