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I guess an NPC for the "leader of the Spy Network" would be handy.

Character Name: Chevil Lyelle Rank: Padawan Mission(s) Desired: How About them Bothans?

I've been abroad for a wedding, no computer/Internet. I'll be back shortly though. Sorry.

Anger is unjustified? Chervil didn't quite agree with the statement, and was so busy thinking about it that he did not notice a youngling narrowly miss Juno and instead crash right into his thigh. Unfazed, Chervil merely reached out a hand for the youth to pull himself off the ground with. He...

"I would agree that I am angry, but I feel like running away from my emotions to go and reflect on them... its just sort of coping out. Perhaps that is the wisest decision, but in real-life situations, one is unlikely to have the time to go and do something like that. When that happens, what you...

Chervil was fuming on the inside. He had not meant to stop their sparring, merely to imply that he wished to regain his saber by hand. Nevertheless, he sat as Juno instructed. He was far too irate and jumpy to focus on such specificity however, and he felt that such an approach would do him no...

Across the room, Chervil regained his bearings and looked at the grinning Juno. His saber was directly behind her, a few feet away. Chervil outstretched his hand in a position that would easily catch the saber. He willed it to come him, his hand trembling slightly. From Juno's perspective, it...

Chervil thought for a fleeting moment that his blade had indeed connected, but this was not the case. Juno managed to sweep her feet across the floor, knocking Chervil to his feet, but interestingly, she also flailed about with her free arm. An arm that Chervil eagerly yanked tightly as he felt...

Chervil looked at the lightsaber for a short while, before slowly moving it once again to the top of his hand. Prepared for it this time, he merely winced at the pain. He nodded at Juno and prepared to once again cross blades, swinging it around a few times in the air to get a feel for it...

Chervil frowned. He wondered momentarily if she had read his mind somehow, and blushed slightly for what else she might have uncovered in the past. After all, he reminded himself, he knew only of her prowess with a saber, and very little of her abilities of the force. He turned his body to face...

It made sense that one day, Chervil would be familiar with his lightsaber as he was with breathing. He ardently wished for that day to approach sooner than later, and would really and rather have gone through another spar, except this time he would actually focus less on trying to impress Juno...

"Augh!" Chervil shouted, jumping away from the sparks, obviously not expecting his attack to connect. He quickly remembered that the sabers were in training mode, however, and turned off his saber and returned it to his side. "That was, interesting. I definitely want to avoid that happening...

The angle with which Juno pressed her attack was indeed unexpected, but luckily Chervil needed only to pivot the handle of his blade downward to intercept her own. Strangely, this meant that Chervil had now assumed something that resembled a one-handed reversed grip, except his hand was flipped...

Evasion, an effective, if predictable, solution to Juno's problem. As she sidestepped, she continued moving, arcing her blade up behind her as Chervil had just done previously. He immediately moved the handle up towards his head, propelled both by instinct and advice, taking a step backwards as...

Chervil did as Juno instructed, slowly tilting the blade of the saber towards his left hand. It connected, and Chervil took a sharp intake of breath at the pain. He blew at the reddish-welt, and shook it around, as if it would somehow remove the pain that lingered, like drops of water after...