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Nakira's gaze shifted to the official who spoke up shortly after she finished. His words stung a little, as the man claimed that they didn't have the resources she had proposed they send. While she agreed that the scale of the plan required a lot of resources, she didn't believe that the core...

Her brow furrowed the moment Hannibal started laughing. "If it's not bad, why is it so funny?" she folded her arms half expecting some kind of apology. But then again, judging by what she knew of him so far, he didn't seem like the kind of man who would apologize. The indignant expression on her...

Nakira glanced at the Cathar, as she began talking. This was where it had to happen. If they could just convince about half of the people present to help them, she was certain that they could get this situation under control. Once Nash finished, Nakira took a step forward. The hologram...

A smile played about her lips as her master responded. "Right..." it was obvious that the Hapan didn't buy it. As he continued, however, her smile quickly faded and her brow furrowed. "What I know of the Force?" the Padawan was silent for a moment, thinking of a suitable response. "If I gesture...

Nakira kept her gaze fixed on her opponent, as the Knight advanced on her with the opening stance of Makashi. She knew that Form II was specifically designed for lightsaber combat, but she couldn't help but notice how pathetically predictable the stance made her opponent. With that in mind, the...

Nakira watched the city from the passenger shuttle's window. She knew that the princes of Hapes enjoyed their visits to Canto Bight, much to the dismay of the Royal Guard. Keeping them secure on a planet like this was harder than it looked; she had read the reports back when she was still in...

Nakira flashed a smile to her senior. "Going to play it by ears? Does that mean I'll have to do the talking?" she said with a light and upbeat tone. Not only did she train as a royal guard, but as a former noble, she had some experience with situations like this. Of course, a conference of this...

Nakira took a deep breath as she strolled through the hallway of the large space station positioned above Brentaal IV. The reception hall was filled with numerous representatives from large companies, nearby planets and any other individuals the Jedi and Chandrila's government had considered to...

Nakira let out a relieved sigh once her disc landed before her feet. Getting it to touch the ceiling was one thing, but gently getting it down again was also an art in itself. Nashyr was the first to break the silence, praised her on her telekinetic control over the disc. Well, it wasn't...

Not incorrect, just incomplete. That was the Knight's answer. It put her at ease knowing that she wasn't entirely wrong. Nakira listened attentively to the explanation that followed, her eyes locked on the figure in yellow. His little demonstration of 'push and pull' was already impressive in...

Nakira beamed with pride, as her senior complimented her on her first attempt. It had taken her more effort than she wanted to admit, but the result was satisfactory. The Padawan watched in awe as Nashyr moved her own disc. It moved slower than hers, but her senior demonstrated a much higher...

Instead of training sabers, the Knight chose to spar with their real lightsabers. She seemed confident that she could handle the Padawan in one on one combat. It was a logical assumption, given her the short amount of time she had spent with the Jedi so far. But the woman wasn't aware of her...

Two days had passed since the Jedi had thwarted the assassination attempt of the terrorist organization known as the Black Tendril. It had gone relatively unnoticed to the media, which Nakira considered to be quite ironic. The media was seemingly only interested in the Order if they committed...

Just as the Padawan wanted to initiate another sequence, focus on more aggressive volleys of blasterfire against her proficiency with Shien, the newcomer called out to someone. A quick glimpse made her realize that the Jedi with the stone-colored robes was talking to her, of all people present...

The Padawan tilted her head slightly ajar when Hannibal's tone changed. Gone was the casual attitude, a remarkably fast switch. It made her wonder how capable of a liar he was. He certainly was a man to watch out for. "My... understanding?" Nakira brought her hand to her chin as she wondered...

"If I knew there was going to be a photoshoot, I would've worn something a little more glamorous." she stated nonchalantly, following behind her master as the two Jedi strolled in the direction of the minister. "Also, feel free to call me Nakira. We'll be working together for quite a long while...

Nakira tilted her head slightly ajar when the Cathar mentioned channeling the Force as part of their training. It was not something she had expected, but she wouldn't refuse this opportunity to learn. After all, she would need a lot of training before she would be able to utilize some of the...

Nakira flashed him a smile as he seemed visibly uncomfortable and.. surprised, even. Just as she had expected. Flashing him a smile, Nakira briefly caught a glimpse of more guards approaching behind her new master. "Nakira Sinvala. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Master." she responded...

She had half expected a surprise attack, given her request was to learn an ability revolving around stealth. But what actually arrived was far from an 'attack', but nevertheless quite surprising. At first, she sensed the presence of the Knight and it didn't take her long to actually spot the man...

Nakira swiftly spun, narrowly evading the stun bolt that would've hit her in the gut. The training remote was absolutely merciless, firing another volley of blaster bolts at the Padawan. Her blue bladed move in a flurry, intercepting most of the bolts that came her way with minimal movement. The...