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Suddenly, Koemi's anxieties faded away. Sure, their situation was far from ideal and they were running around this swamp quite literally blind, chasing after some sort of hobbled together man-beast, but the nudge from Myrell soothed her nerves as she stood on her toes, trying her best to get a...

And just like that, all hell broke loose as the door slid open. From every corner of the room Younglings began to bombard the Knight with shrill cries of joy. Were it not for the fact that Koemi was making an effort to get the fuck out of here, she'd have relished in the expression of shock that...

As she bolted down the corridor, heart pounding in her ears, Koemi couldn't stifle a chuckle and beaming grin. She forgot how fun it was to jump head first into trouble without the ever present and inherent dangers that came with being a Jedi. For the first time in a long time, she felt like a...

Lightsaber practice... with children? Koemi groaned as she drug herself down the halls of the Academy. Where the hell was the sense in that? It was already late in the afternoon and every other damn class she had to take had already taken it's toll on her. Beating on some poor kid with a wooden...

”Great,” Koemi groaned. ”I was hoping someone would have some rational way of proving me wrong. Not exactly the time I was expecting to be right... for once,” Shaking her head, the Padawan took a deep breath to center herself, promptly gagged as the taste of decay touched her tongue, and stepped...

”Maybe someone took it literally when they were told to grow a backbone,” Koemi struggled to joke with M'akio. “Children, please,” While Koemi was far to enveloped in trying to keep her lunch in for any outward displays beyond vomiting, Myrell's comment reminded the young Padawan of the...

While Koemi had still held the disgusted expression at the concept of skinning a living being, it quickly moulded with sincere (yet still repulsed) delight as Natalie added on. 'Prom' was just another of those regular kid activities she never had the opportunity to participate in but given the...

“Yea, crappy graffiti artists who skin people alive,” Koemi never knew why exactly she had the subconscious need to imagine such things but as Vanya made the comment, her mind immediately ran to what the sensation would feel like. Within a fraction of a second, her whole body shuddered from...

Where some Jedi found thrill in the element of terror and things that go 'bump in the night', Koemi had discovered that she was simply not one of them. She was keenly at home with more basic altruistic tasks. Helping refugees, volunteering in hospices and the like. Murder investigations...

As the controls were shifted away from her and back to Leon, Koemi breathed a sigh of relief. Being in control of a contraption this size was well beyond intimidating, especially when the aura of… whatever it was was tingling the nerves in her spine. That ever present smug smile returned as she...

”Kinda wild, huh? I’ve only been a Jedi for a few weeks too. One minute you're someone, the next you’re something else entirely,” Koemi replied as Jon explained his relatively fresh arrival. The Jedi, it seemed, were pretty desperate to rebuild their numbers after the amount of calamities they’d...

”You’re joking, right?” Koemi called out to Leon as he spun off and began towards his cabin. She stood there in stunned silence for a moment, trying to wrap her head around what he had just said. She’d never even so much as been near the dashboard of a starship, let alone in control of one. Her...

Just as Leon was about to begin his speech, from her place beside Hera, Koemi watched as a server droid approached them with a tray full of flutes. Was she old enough to drink in the eyes of the Jedi? It wasn’t a question she had asked. There was hardly a uniformly accepted threshold across the...

Was she actually studying? She could hardly believe it either and was only able to offer a smug grin in response. If someone would have told her six months ago that she’d constantly have her nose buried in text books and holo-records, she’d have laughed in their face. Looks like the joke was on...

As she lay there, head hung over the bed with strands of white hair falling to the floor, Koemi and PeeTwo stared smugly back at him. ”Business, business, business,” she replied mockingly, not budging at first before unfolding her legs and pushing herself back from the wall. Gracefully, guided...

”Wow…” Koemi was in awe as she walked through the foyer of Starlight Beacon, the newest home for the Jedi. There was so much to take in, turning her body with each step until she was walking backwards as she examined the massive orb that was situated in the middle of the entryway. If Leon had...

Oh, she was there. After being assigned to Leon as his Padawan, Koemi had decided that perhaps it was time to take her education more seriously than she had had in the past. No more shirking training. No more dipping out when no one was looking to tend to her own interests. She was to become a...

Hardly a stranger to dark humour, Koemi smirked and shook her head disapprovingly at the ghost remark, but she couldn’t deny that it was grimly hilarious. Despite his impulsive tendency to joke about serious situations, she could feel… Him. This was new. She was told that over time, familiarity...

“... if you don’t care, I don’t want to tell you,” Koemi took her attention off the little droid at this point and looked directly at the man across from her as she sat up more fully, PeeTwo wobbling a bit to maintain its balance as she did so. Talking about her own life, she didn’t care. For...

Koemi tried to listen to Leon as he explained his procurement of the ship they were in, but her focus was more dialed in on the little BD unit that remained perched on her shoulder. Even though it was a machine, a programmed personality coded in a metallic shell with wires and circuit boards...