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    Silently and swiftly an ashen grey haired figure, made her way through the quiet streets of Bruit, Genian. Her movements being unhindered by the few other pedestrians that traversed the streets tending to their daily business, the figure although dressed in pretty much the same attire as the locals, did to a degree stand out amongst the crowd, mostly due to the partially braided state of the figure's long dark flowing locks of hair overlapping the drawn down hood of her cloak, although many who passed by seldom noticed the outlandish appearance of the woman, there were a few who cast a curious secondary glance as she walked past.

    Genian although being located within the mid rim, still carried the same air of prosperity that would often be found on such planets as Serreno and Coruscant, it's rich reputation forged by numerous research labs, corporate holdings and secure banks that were built upon and grew from the somewhat dry and mountainous desert regions that surrounded the capital city of Bruit. Yet it was not because of the appeal of prosperity that had drawn the figure to walk alone in the dusty streets, something far more sinister had brought her away from her current planet of residence.

    There had been numerous reports of the 'mindbreakers' spreading throughout the galaxy, the more recent of which had been a reported incident of a Jedi knight being openly attacked within the city, which had been a significant cause for alarm, especially when there had been no reports of the still barely understood galactic threat having reached this far within the middle systems, given that the planet of Genian was relatively close to the boarders of the Core regions, it was of great concern for the small fraction of the Galaxy's many organisations vying for power, to further investigate the incident, and the Force willing locate the mindbreaker sooner rather than later, before the unknown assailant would have the opportunity to enact what ever purpose had brought it here.

    This was of course why the council concluded that the best course of action would be to dispatch an experienced member of the Order. The task at hand fell upon Eisa, for not only over what must be coming up to two decades of serving within the Jedi Order, after being one of the first new generation of students to become Jedi. She had valuable experience in seemingly being able to infiltrating and gather information on a desired subject without arising any undue attention to herself, mostly in part to her upbringing as a space brat. Having for years on end travelled from one planet to the other as part of the crew aboard her Father's freighter.

    Silently pacing through the lesser maintained streets of the Bruit city outskirts, the Jedi's emerald hued eyes narrowed as a faint tremor in the Force touched upon her senses, either there was someone who was force sensitive near by who was not strongly in tune with the Force, or that whomever presence she had detected was masking themselves so not to be detected. Knowing that this was perhaps an opportunity to either find and deal with the mysterious threat that had made
    its presence known on Genian, or perhaps another potential addition to the Jedi ranks. Deep down however Eisa hoped that it would be the first possibility, as it had been a fair while since she had been charged with training a Padawan.

    Knowing that such an opportunity was few and far between, Eisa unmasked her Force signature, allowing her aura to flood the immediate area, knowing that such a sudden surge in concentrated Force energy would be more than enough to lure out even the most focused of those enslaved to what many had suspected to be a hive mind of sorts. Slowly and casually a partially gloved hand slipped between the folds of her robes, bare fingers caressing the smooth polished metal of the concealed lightsaber, knowing that if it was the mindbreaker that she had sensed near by, then it was inevitable that the blades of her lightsaber would once again burn with energy.

    Though deep down she wished that it would not come to that, hoping that the faint ripple in the Force was just someone who was sensitive to it. Perhaps time will ultimately tell, especially with such a powerful and lingering presence that the Jedi held within the Force, it would only be natural that it would draw those attuned to the Force to Eisa's position. For now she would wait and see who would appear.

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    Mavise had finally been able to get away from her parents for the first time in months. Ever since they'd sat her down and told her what was so special about her--no, it wasn't the sparkling personality--they'd kept her close. Like they thought she was going to run away or something. Well, now that they'd decided to assume the worst, she was definitely going to entertain their imaginations. She'd gotten a chance to sneak out while they were on a trip...wherever this place happened to be. Genie? General? Genian? It reeked of all the middle class prosperity that she rarely saw save for in the wealthier districts of Melder.

    She gave herself about an hour before her parents would really start to worry. Last she heard they were out on a date or something. Anniversary, celebration, whatever the heck it happened to be. She got to stay home, on the condition that she called or sent a message every now and then from the rented room. So yeah. An hour till they started to freak out. Which gave her plenty of time to enjoy herself on the streets. Relatively quiet, all things considered. The store fronts had some interesting additions that her eyes had danced over. Nothing that she would really want to buy--her vibrant and colorful clothing was enough for this trip and she didn't want any more questions when she got home.

    Suddenly, however, something nagged at her. Something pulling at her head, like that feeling you get when you see something familiar but...not quite. She stopped in her tracks and looked around, before her mind fed her imagination and she heard a nonexistent clatter in an alley. In all honesty, it was pure coincidence, but the brain likes to trick and deceive when it is influenced, however subtly. Mavie quickly took a few steps down the alleyway, looking down at a pot quietly rolling back and forth on the ground. She immediately took a few more steps forward. Cautiously.

    "H-hello? Is...there s..omeone there?"

    Her young voice said this quietly. Not so loud. Would hate to attract attention from the street. Probably just a stray cat or something. A few more steps into the alley. She was a teenager now--sixteen--plenty old enough to handle herself, after all. Plus, some said she had quite the loud voice if she needed to get loud. Genian wasn't known for its mugging population...right?

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    Narrowing her eyes, the Jedi took a deep breath before drawing her eyes to a close. The presence in the Force she had felt earlier was drawing close, the person that the Force was radiating from was moving slowly and cautiously. A curious thought, the unknown person was clearly sensitive to the Force - having been attracted to the presence that the Jedi was radiating. But then again it could just as easily be a Sith or a 'mind breaker' cautiously stalking it's would be target, time will ultimately tell.

    And no sooner than the approaching presence drew close, so did a light voice - tentatively calling out down the alleyway to see whether there was anyone there. Pursing her lips in thought, the Jedi slowly opened her eyes. Clearly this wasn't a Sith come to try and claim some glory by taking down a Jedi, they tended to be alot more direct and forth coming. Taking a deep breath Eisa reached out through the Force towards the new arrival, subtly sensing the presence, guaging their alignment with the Force. But for all she could sense through the Force was a pure fledgling presence, something that either could be a deceptive ploy by someone skilled enough to manipulate how their aura radiates, or the simple fact that the Jedi was reading too much into things and that the young voice that spoke out moments ago was that of a young girl.

    Rather than dwelling on the possibilities, Eisa figured it would just be best to put an end to the speculation and find out for herself. "Hello" Eisa responded, calling out through a calm tone, before the sound of foot steps rang out through the alleyway. Slowly the young teen came into the Jedi's view, a light smile crossing her features as her emerald hued eyes panned over the brightly dressed youth. It was like looking into a mirror from several decades past, the young girl seemed to bare a resemblance to the vibrant choice in style that the Jedi herself once had presented herself in during her own teenage years - baring the brightly dyed hair of course.

    "Are you lost?" Eisa questioned as she slowly paced towards the youth, her arms and hands falling to her side, presenting a neutral non threatening stance. Last thing she wanted to do was spook the young girl, especially one who was attuned to the Force. "what brings you out to a place like this?" the Jedi enquired, although she knew fine well what the answer was. The Force had brought the young girl to this alleyway, but she wanted to hear through the girls own words and explanation as to what had brought her towards the Jedi. There was a potential within the young girl, one that Eisa would help realise, if Mavise was willing! But knowing from her own experience, becoming aware of the Force was a life shattering change, something that she wanted to broach with caution.
     
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    Empty. Maybe it was an alley cat or something. She was about to turn her back, outright leave. No sense wasting her free hour looking for stray animals. She let out a dry scoff and then took a step away before jumping at the sudden voice. Her hand shot to her chest as steps came around the corner and Mavie got ready to run. But something stopped her...she just didn't know what. Her nerves calmed slightly and she steadied her breathing as a woman came into view. Though her face didn't reveal much, the best description Mavie could put together was...like she was seeing an old picture or something random like that. It didn't exactly reassure her at any rate. I guess I did hear a noise...though this is..an odd coincidence to be frank. Are those...robes?

    Oh. Crap. Mystery Woman was speaking. Oh no, she just finished. Damn, what did she say?!

    "Uhm...u-uh..I, uh...I-I heard a..noise..."

    Her head looked over her shoulder quickly and she took another step back, expression changing from surprise to a little bit of sass and snark, nose wrinkling a little bit as her mouth curled at the edges. She didn't like this at all, much less have the strength to fight off someone looking to steal her clothes and credits.

    "I-if you were looking for an easy catch, I'm pretty noisy!"

    Mavie took another step back, about to bolt. Though something kept tugging part of her back. She just couldn't place it. Come on Mavie...just run already! She's probably high off spice or something!

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    The light smile across her features softened a little, as the Jedis eyes watched as the teen back stepped away from her. She could sense the air of panic within the youth, as the emotions of flight or fight ran through her young mind. And, despite those sensations, the deeply hidden reluctance to simply just run and protect herself - kept the youth here. But, for how long?

    Despite the softening in the Jedis cheerful expression, she couldn't help but chortle at the declaration that she could be pretty noisy if Eisa attempted to snatch her. The lips of the Jedi widening to reveal the teeth behind her smile, it seemed with the young girl nothing ever changes. The teen was Defiant, bold and quick to proclaim more than what she could understand - whether Mavie, was noisy or not, infront of a fully trained Jedi there would be little chance to scream. Not that it would come to that.

    "I'm sure you are, betcha loud enough to get heard over the coruscant traffic right?" Eisa chuckled as the warmth behind her cheerful demeanor slowly crept back. "but rest assured, not looking to mug anyone" she added as she slowly raised her hands into a brief surrender, the shifting in her robes revealing a brief glimpse of the twin lightsabers that hung from the woman's waist. "Just been waiting for someone special to arrive" Eisa continued before furriwing her brow in thought. Ah kriff that undoubtedly would sound worse that what ir was, even though her teenage years seemed no more than half of her lifetime ago, the white haired Jedi realised that to a teen meeting someone in an alleyway, the words spoken would be enough to set the alarm bells off.

    Just how in the blazes did she forget all this? Kriff she was still technically young herself, despite the the premature colour loss of her hair. Ah well, if the girl would be looking to bolt she would have done so at this point. The Force despite the claim she had heard a noise, had brought the young teen here. And, it was the Force that had kept her from running, perhaps just a subtle use of the Force would reveal weather the teen was fully aware?

    "Well take care, young one" Eisa spoke out to Mavie, as she gently bowed her head towards the teen. The energies of the Force was building within her hand, that was passively hanging by her side. A slight twitch crept over the Jedis hand, as she agitated the currents of the Force, creating an echoing sound of water dripping into a pool. The sound wouldn't be audible to any one through their conventional sense of hearing, rather it would be sensed through the Force, even the most reluctant of Force Sensitives would be able to hear it and piece things together. "you best scoot on" Eisa added before pausing a moment, even if this young girl wasn't going to stay, the least she could do was offer a brief bit of advice. "but before you go, little word of to the wise, if you are going to go wandering into an alleyway, please make sure you've got a blaster pistol on you! Not everyone is going to be a shortass like me" Eisa spoke, as a light grin crossed her features as she shared a bit of candid advice. Knowing the purpose was two fold, firstly to ensure that the young girl kept herself safe, but secondly to make it clear that the dripping sound was not an audible one.
     
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    The laugh only made her confidence wane, by quite a large margin. Even in her clothes, her shoulders visibly slumped and her expression went neutral. An eye roll later, she looked back at the mysterious, short woman and crossed her arms below her chest, letting out a loud sigh. For a common criminal she was being rather talkative. Very talkative. Again, a weird sense of looking in a mirror fell over her. Of course, that mirror would need to be pretty distorted if she was going to be Ash-head's height. The shift in the robes brought her eyes to attention and she thought she saw something shiny and--stick-ey. Baton? Shock stick?

    "Not...trying to mug anyone? S-special? L-lady, that's not helping your case."

    Well it was clear that whoever Ash here was knew she'd slipped up in her speech. That didn't sound shady at all or anything! Another half step back and she slipped on some junk she'd dodged on the way in, recovering quickly despite her initial clumsiness with a sharp yelp. Just some balance lost. No issue. She shook slightly from the sudden jolt but was otherwise okay. But then...something else. Water? No, it was dry as a desert here. "Oh no, what's going on now? Something spring a leak? Gasoline? Sewage? Worse? But even as Ashy kept talking, the sound was something else. It wasn't a sound, but it was. Her eyes danced on the walls as she froze. Eisa's voice faded out quite a little bit as her mind focused on whatever that was. Oh no...not that, not now...in the city! My parents are going to be pissed..even more than before...

    It slowly started clicking, but not really. Mavie was having one of those attacks again. She needed to breathe, find somewhere quite or else--

    At this point she was hyperventilating from all the stuff happening. Tended to happen to a kid who didn't know how 'special' they were until very recently. Her eyes locked onto the woman.

    "You're...you're a..."

    Her vision blacked as her legs buckled. Red jacket was at risk of severe staining.
     
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    The light grin over the older female's features softened, as the young girl appeared to get into a panic. The look slowly morphing into that of concern, was Eisa pushing things too far? Surely not, she was only creating light ripples in the Force, it wasn't as if she had unleashed her full aura infront of the girl. No, this was something completely different, the girl seemed to have a fear of the Force. Curious. It was unusual that Force sensitives were afraid of their latent gifts, most were un aware of their abilities, often attributing it to being a sixth sense of sorts. There were a few that were understandably afraid of their abilities, especially if they had manifested out of the blue in a moment of panic, unwittingly unleashing a Force based attack.

    Still, there was little time now for Eisa to dwell on the curious reaction to the Force ripples being displayed by the teenager. The initial state of panic appeared to be escalating quickly into a fully blown panic attack, she could sense the increase in breathing and heart rate coming from the teenager. Then on wobbly feet the young teen stammered out a partial realisation, reaching out through the Force Eisa wrapped the tendrils of energies around the young girl, and gently manipulated the force to catch and support the teen, keeping her levitating over the floor as if she was sat on a recliner.

    Taking a few steps closer, Eisa slowly looked over the teen. A kindly smile crossing her features, as she nodded in confirmation of the un aired realisation. "A Jedi, Yes" Eisa spoke out softly, before kneeling to the side of where the Force was supporting the teen. "I am Eisa Swan, knight of the Jedi Order" she offered as she held her hand against her chest and lowered her upper body into a slight bow, her bright emerald hued eyes, locking with the youth's own. "And you are sensitive to the Force?" Eisa spoke out, though it sounded more a statement than a question.

    A pensive look crossed the Jedi's features as her mind started to dwell on the earlier episode. "But i'm curious" Eisa admitted, as she used the Force to help Mavie back onto her feet. "You appear to be aware of the Force, but you seemed to be afraid of your gifts" she continued as she raised herself back up to her full height. "is there any reason why that is?" the Jedi enquired as she folded her hands over her lap.
     
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    Mavise thought she was going to hit the ground--at least, her brain told her she was supposed to be hitting hard pavement. But she didn't. She stopped, wasn't falling, but nothing like ground was holding her up. As her vision slowly returned, her body instinctively tried to catch itself--despite being completely safe. With arms and legs flailing for no reason, it was probably quite the comical sight, if the story behind it weren't so worrying. She shook her head and then looked around at the ground, suddenly very confused. Floating. But--oh, her. No, no this is very bad. Mavie took in a few deep breaths as she tried to calm her racing heart, the Jedi approaching.

    She looked right at the woman, the shift in her weight causing her brain to try and catch itself again, but being stifled much quicker. The woman introduced herself as Eisa Swan, Jedi Knight. Which was trouble. It might have been better if a Sith was here--especially since the Jedi were technically criminals. Her breath was still shaky even as she tried to find words to say. Sensitive? "Y-yeah. Yeah. Mhm." The position Mavie was in was still messing with her brain, though the butterflies in her stomach were subsiding. That is, until she got pushed up back onto her feet and nearly fell again, catching her balance and going to try and take a few steps away from the telekinetic freak who just tossed her around like a doll.

    But she was speaking. Wondering why Mavie was so afraid. Oh, there are plenty of reasons. "Uhm. Uh..bad things happen to...'gifted' people. Sith and stuff. You guys, uh, too. Parents told me all about why the Force is bad. Only screwed up things for everyone else." She glanced around nervously, as though her parents or some kind of police officer were about to round the corner and arrest her, lock her up for good. "So I need to lay low. Don't attract attention, don't get trouble. See where that's got me, hm? Oh, my parents must be angry...or worse..." Leaning against a wall and putting her head in her hands. "What...what do you want?"