Iris' terrible lying was genuinely not helping Ara's breathing as they sprinted as far away as they could get. Despite the dread of imminent vengeance from the Master, Ara was having a blast with all of this. Except when Master Valery emerged from behind, rapidly gaining on the two padawans.
"Oh kriff, OH KRIFF!" She called out, stepping up her pace to try and get away.
"IT'S A JOKE! IT'S A KARKING JOKE!" She called out as she spared a glance behind her. The sight made it impossible to take the situation seriously. She quickly fished out her datapad to send a voice message.
"Kyell, pack your bags! We're dead, dude! We got an angry master comin' after us!" She shouted before sending it to the guy and slipping the device back into her robes.
Another padawan emerged from a hallway, right into the Zabrak's path as she ran like hell to get away. With a heavy grunt, her chances were up as she crashed into the ground on top of the Padawan.
"Iris, help!" She called out, scrambling to get back on her feet. By the time she was back up, the space between her and certain death had vanished in an instant.
But the sight was worth it.
Through heaving breaths, Ara folded in on herself as a squealing laugh erupted through the hallways of the temple. All of this was worth it. She collapsed back on the ground as she clutched her stomach, heaving laughs like an idiot.
Iris Arani
Valery Noble