Geneviève Lasedri
Fascists hate her!
An amused smile visited the face of Lasedri as Master Raaf offered a little humor to the conversation. It was hard to imagine most people not getting along with the well-known Jedi Master, and it was comforting to know she would hopefully be able to rely on the younger woman as her liaison to the Order for the foreseeable future. But then Raaf asked the question, and the mood was nearly spoiled.
Rising from her seat in order to usher her guests to the door, the Prime Minister tried to ignore the question for the moment she could. Crap. She should have known this sort of situation might have led to this. There was no use pretending to believe Raaf had just taken a shot in the dark. Gen had dealt with enough Force users in her Rebel years to know that a master such as the very Grandmaster before her would be able to tell she was a bit more 'multipurpose' than she had ever let on.
There was a moment of hesitation, and Geneviève refrained from opening the door so no one else would hear of this--at least for now. What could she say? Was this the end of her secret? Most likely, for she had always imagined the Jedi Council discussed these sorts of matters. History had at least hinted at such behavior. Nervously, Gen eyed the somewhat intimidating visage of the Kel Dor Master before confessing with a simper, "I guess I'm not registered because I'm not a Jedi."
She had never felt so timid in her entire adult life.
[member="Corvus Raaf"], [member="Kian Karr"]
Rising from her seat in order to usher her guests to the door, the Prime Minister tried to ignore the question for the moment she could. Crap. She should have known this sort of situation might have led to this. There was no use pretending to believe Raaf had just taken a shot in the dark. Gen had dealt with enough Force users in her Rebel years to know that a master such as the very Grandmaster before her would be able to tell she was a bit more 'multipurpose' than she had ever let on.
There was a moment of hesitation, and Geneviève refrained from opening the door so no one else would hear of this--at least for now. What could she say? Was this the end of her secret? Most likely, for she had always imagined the Jedi Council discussed these sorts of matters. History had at least hinted at such behavior. Nervously, Gen eyed the somewhat intimidating visage of the Kel Dor Master before confessing with a simper, "I guess I'm not registered because I'm not a Jedi."
She had never felt so timid in her entire adult life.
[member="Corvus Raaf"], [member="Kian Karr"]