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|• Padawan •|
[3rd POV]

“Again.” A voice said as the sound of a plasma-based blade hissed through the air, hitting against another.

“Again!” The voice repeated. There was another clash of blades before the voice let out a sigh.

“Neve,” The voice began. “Stop holding yourself back.” The voice belonged to Jedi Knight Leon Moons. A young maiden with sharp emerald green eyes, short brown hair that is in a pixie cut with sideswept left bangs, fair pale skin, and a high demeanour.

She wore a black cloak that had an ambré effect. Black at the top, to white towards the bottom. She also wore a pair of black shorts that had slight slits in the sides, as well as a blackish-grey top with a deep black mini crop-top overjacket. The look was topped off by a pocketed belt that was black, yet had silver accents and blackish-grey pockets. The belt had a sheath on the back of it, on her waist, that held her patterned blue lightsaber. It also held her journal in one of the pockets, where she records everything that she’s ever come across. 

The other being that Leon was training is a female Miraluka Jedi Padawan by the name of Neve Lupa. A young woman with a fair skin tone, and naturally white hair that she keeps in a shaggy, medium length bob.

The young Padawan wears two small strips of black cloth that cross over her eye sockets in an “X” pattern, covering her lack of eyes. She wears a white sleeveless tunic, a brown belt, white trouser, brown boots and a black correlian spacers vest over the tunice.

The young Padawan was trying to continue her training with Leon, since the Jedi were no more.

The two were on a ship dubbed “The Mantis” by it’s captain, Greez Dritus. The ship is a S-161 “Stinger” XL Luxury Yacht that houses Leon, Neve, Ex-Jedi Cere Junda, and Greez.

“What do you mean, “again”? What’s the point of all of this?!” Neve cried, upset.

The two were practicing lightsaber techniques in the Mantis’ training room. Neve dual wielded a small, compact, green lightsaber and a medium length indigo one.

Leon sighed, deactivating her lightsaber. The blade hummed as it retracted into the hilt. “Neve, the Jedi are no more. You have to realise that. What I’m teaching you are techniques my master taught me when I was still a youngling.” Leon said.

Neve used her Force-seeing ability to look at Leon. “Your master?” She questioned.

Leon nodded, placing her lightsaber in its sheath on the back of her waist. “Master Yoda. He was the one who taught me.” Leon said.

Neve let out another sigh, deactivating her lightsabers and placing them away.

“Why did this have to happen to us?” The Miraluka Youngling asked. “We were all betrayed. We made the mistake of trusting the Supreme Chancellor. And the Jedi Purge was the cause of that misplaced trust.” Leon said, crossing her arms.

She then shook her head. “We can stop training for right now. Take a break, okay?” Leon said.

Neve gave her “master” a nod. “Okay.” She said as she left the training room to go to the room she shares with Leon.

Leon watched her go, not wanting to continue her original train of thought. “Wooo...?” A small, high-pitched voice wondered.