Nima Tann
Master of Her Own Destiny
Location: Voss, Silver Jedi Temple
Master Iella's Chambers
Afternoon
She watched the Knight go after being beaten by the man she loved, Connor Harrison, she was still in shock how he could be that violent to her. Nima still was feeling a great pain in her arm, as if it was broken. And she could still feel his fingers on her cheek, and it was burning with both pain and anger. She tried to stand up, but the pain was great, so she could only sit there and wait until the pain has gone away, taking the strength from the garden walls. Her wounds were still fresh and new after the events on Shri-tal and she was lucky that they didn't open again. Maybe she went too far, maybe she was really a poison for the Order, she couldn't understand it. Master E'ron... Yes... she could help her understand, she could help her win against her own darkness, because she didn't want to be alone in her path once again.
Minutes later, as her strength was coming back to her she slowly stood up, holding the garden walls, and started to move towards the Temple, with thousand thoughts flying through her head. She was too far, she knew it... She understood it when she slowly lost her vision as she continued to speak... more like shout. Why couldn't she just shut up and move towards her own way. Now she caused all this, and it was her fault, she didn't judge him. But she would report him because looking at his eyes, he wasn't himself while he was beating her, more like the Taung was in control again. Since Master E'ron was the Grandmaster, she could understand and do something. She slowly cleaned the blood on her mouth and coughed as she was getting near to Master E'ron's room. She knocked, and slowly opened the door.
The Grandmaster was sitting on her chair with all her beauty and wisdom, looking worriedly at her, as if she understood what happened. She could understand it, as Master E'ron could read her mind, and she was still probably thinking about what happened as she stood in front of her, this time she didn't conceal them, because she knew that her thoughts would explain what happened to her more than her mouth. "Master E'ron. I am sorry to bother you but..." she bowed slowly and continued to talk, raising her eyebrows as she didn't want to cry in front of her. But her voice was shaky and she could clearly understand the emotional state that Nima was in. "Can we... can we talk? I need your help." She waited her response, still trying to stand but she could feel tha pain in her stomach.
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