Cedric Grayson
Ashlan Kaiser
Darius more or less collapsed next to Sera. He wasn't unconscious; the boy was just exhausted. He drew his legs up to his chest and rested his head on his knees. She spoke of connecting to the force, of rejuvenating himself with its power. Doing such certainly seemed impossible, but Sera enforced the belief that he could not allow himself any possible doubts. So he did just that. Drawing in a deep breath, the padawan opened himself to the flow of the force. It was difficult at first; almost impossible really. Then, however, he felt the subtle shift. The ripples and eddies. The constant motion, and he found some semblance of peace.
"Forgive me if I'm prying," he mumbled quietly, "- but I was curious. About Master Shatterstar and yourself. You both fought in the war. Did that bring you together?" He did not dare open his eyes for fear of losing this weak connection he had barely managed to erect, but he managed to ask the question all the same. The padawan had been working hard; he felt he deserved to ask a question or two.
I just need to compare.
[member="Seraphina Shel'tah"]
"Forgive me if I'm prying," he mumbled quietly, "- but I was curious. About Master Shatterstar and yourself. You both fought in the war. Did that bring you together?" He did not dare open his eyes for fear of losing this weak connection he had barely managed to erect, but he managed to ask the question all the same. The padawan had been working hard; he felt he deserved to ask a question or two.
I just need to compare.
[member="Seraphina Shel'tah"]