The Redeemed
Vaulkhar once more stopped before him, studying the Jawa with his force sight. The Jawa was clearly tired. Not to the point of exhaustion, but his breathing seemed to be coming in ragged gasps and the smell of sweat began to fill the room. Just like the old days. He simply grinned once more and lowered himself into a meditative position. His knees were pressed towards the floor, hands upon his thighs. His breathing was short and sweet. The young man raised a hand and motioned for the Jawa to do the same.
"Enter into your own meditative position. We will surround ourselves in the force and begin a lesson on the basics of the force."
[member="Neezuela"]
"Enter into your own meditative position. We will surround ourselves in the force and begin a lesson on the basics of the force."
[member="Neezuela"]