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Lifting and Pulling (Aven Blanc)

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Minna loved exploring other worlds, it was refreshing to see something other than Yavin's environment. The only other time she had been able to see another planet was in the battle for Schesa, and that didn't really count when she was being shot at. But for now, she didn't have to worry about all of that, or about any of the troubles back at the Order. She had gone for a short while to explore, and the Force had brought her to Dantooine. There was no reason for the choice, she just felt a strange pull to it. Now she was here, upon a small hill overlooking Dantooine's fine grasslands. It was quiet, until something stirred slightly in the force. A life form was approaching her, she could sense it. Turning around, the Yodaling looked to see who she had stumbled upon.
 

Aven Blanc

I'm not Jon Snow... I know stuff.
Aven felt his scalp prickle as soon as he crested the hill he was walking over. This was only the second planet he'd been too, since he left Hoth. The first had been called Natoo? No, not Natoo... Nabo? Dabo? Nibble? Yes, Nibble. That seemed right. The short ice-man looked around bewildered, as if there would be some sign proclaiming the name of this planet. But, no... All he could see or feel was open land and this weird prickling sensation, like a comb coming down his neck. His white hair was tipped with small shells of ice, as if he'd just been through a hard blizzard. However, this was simply his body and the Force compensating for the warm temperature that he wasn't used to.

He reached out with his arms, and anybody who was around him would have felt the cold rush of air that propelled the little man into the sky, sending him flying straight over a green object that stood out from the rest of the grass. Aven stopped himself midair and dropped down onto his feet. With a quick motion, he drew his sword and his Force aura sheathed the weapon in a nimbus of frost and ice.

"Who's there?"

[member="Minna"]
 
[member="Aven Blanc"]

Minna's gaze shot towards the stranger, examining him calmly despite his dramatic entrance. "Need for a weapon, there is not." She said smoothly, gesturing towards the sword the boy was holding. Getting closer to him, she noticed the aura around him, cold, but not evil. "Minna, my name is." The Yodaling continued, giving a small smile. "A Jedi, are you? Or just a regular force sensitive, hmm?" Her question came with a tilt of her head, giving her a quizzical look altogether.
 

Aven Blanc

I'm not Jon Snow... I know stuff.
Gavin copied the green thing's head movement. In the end, he was looking at it almost upside down. Then he heard the name Minna. With a raised eyebrow, he froze his whole body, and relished the cool feeling of the ice melting off his skin. He sheathed his sword, and shrugged at the greeting, not knowing how to answer.

"I'm Aven. What in the hell is a Jedi?"

[member="Minna"]
 

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