Sorel Crieff
Ready are you? What know you of ready?
Sorel laughed. Softly at first and then much louder. She earned the swift rebuke of a librarian and she closed her mouth but the corners of it kept curling upwards.
“I fly an X-wing, that’s for sure. And in truth, I’ve never had to lift one using Telekinesis. Could I? I’m not sure. Not that I doubt the Force, so I would never suggest I would try. I would do. If nothing happens, I simply need to practise more. That is always my approach. Every day I develop. Even now.”
“And talking of development, other than saber training, is there something I can assist in helping you learn?”
[member="Ery'lyn Ashaal"]
“I fly an X-wing, that’s for sure. And in truth, I’ve never had to lift one using Telekinesis. Could I? I’m not sure. Not that I doubt the Force, so I would never suggest I would try. I would do. If nothing happens, I simply need to practise more. That is always my approach. Every day I develop. Even now.”
“And talking of development, other than saber training, is there something I can assist in helping you learn?”
[member="Ery'lyn Ashaal"]