The Third Jedi Civil War

"For all you know, I could be a double-agent. Or an assasin. It's happened before." Elfaron replied calmly. "What do they teach you here?"

 

"..'they'...Im a beginner teacher..and as for an assassin or spy.."she shut her eyes and searched Elfaron's mind."..I sense no trace of deception or betrayal in your thoughts..''she opened her eyes.

 

Elfaron smiled. "I think I'll like it here."

 

"You'll find plenty of Jedi who will help you out during your training..now,about that training..want to duel me or not?"Tilra asked

 

"Right now? I was told to wait for someone." Elfaron said.

 

"..Hm?..Who was it that asked you to wait here?"Tilra asked respectfully.

 

Elfaron rubbed the back of her head. "His name was Rayce I think."

 

Tilra's cheerfulness faded slightly,her master had already chosen another!?."..I...I see...''she said,surprised with the news,why hadnt he told her?

 

Elfaron tilted her head. "Is something wrong?"

 

OOC: wow, quoted myself.

BIC: Zarach sat there, paralyzed in horror and fear. he had just given up every detail he knew about things the Jedi use. Even his personal thoughts about how Tilra and Rayce reacted to different situations. That couldn't be good. " Shoot. C'mon, Zarach. You have to get up. At least destroy that paper." He stuggled, but to no avail. He just slumped back down, Sythe must have made an area around the place so he couldn't move without losing too much energy.

Sythe looked at the paper. It said everything about the two Jedi, both whom Zarach seemed to look up to. It wasn't because he thought they were stronger then him, but that they didn't constantly lie. There was also a complete log of everything that had happened in the past time, to the very last detail. If Zarach hadn't been a Sith, he would have been a writer, most likely.