Lilith found herself once again on the doorstep of Jedi Master Oren's house, though this time during the midday. It always felt like she wound up here, and every time she'd leave either because she didn't understand his beliefs, or because she felt the need to get away. Yet she was going to make this choice once again. Even if it'd end the same. She felt drawn here and needed to understand why.
Folded in her hands were her black robes, instead of wearing them she had simple gray and brown scoundrel-esk clothing. After a moments pause, she balanced the pile of robes in one hand to grab her datapad off her belt. She pressed it against Oren's security pad and it beeped twice before the front door rushed open. She'd long discovered and built a crack for his door after the first time she'd been in here.
Lilith walked in as if she owned the place, though paused to look around as memories flooded back to her. She grunted them away and placed her robes on the Jedi Master's dinning table. She then grabbed both of her lightsaber hilts and unhooked them from her belt, placing them neatly on her robes. There were still other weapons on her belt, but she knew Oren would understand why she'd done this. After one more moments pause, the lost dark sider turned away and walked to one of the windows to stare out at the water.
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