Whizzing at incredible speed, the blue bolts of electricity snatched after Funami’s hand and tickled against her skin. Quickly drawing her hand back and sucking at the spot where the evil energy bit, Funami looked a bit confused. She had not expected the signature power of Sith to be this playful and harmless. In hindsight, it made perfect sense though. Just as her own telekinesis could crush metal and gently carry an egg, Force lightning’s power output could also be controlled. How long did one have to train to reach this degree of skill? Two years? Five? Ten? Unable to give an accurate guess as she had never formally trained her psychokinesis in the first place, she just shrugged it off.
A slick pop as her lips parted with her hand and Funami posed akimbo, looking smug as Sam’s praise polished her ego and self-confidence. A spoiled brat who craved attention, Funami wasn’t above accepting compliments, especially those who spoke of her incredible potential and bright future. She liked that. She like that a lot.
In the corner of her eyes, she noticed three vibrant shadows. Turning her head, she discovered three colorful, well-fed birds that displayed no shame about parading up close to the two young women and stealing the seeds formerly used as ammunition. Sam was right. They did take advantage of the kindness of others. Looking at it from that perspective made Funami realize she wasn’t all that different. Casting her eyes back at Sam, the Sithling clasped her hands behind her back and leaned forward, giving the impression of an overly enthusiastic puppy who wished nothing more than to please its master.
“We are an excellent fit! That is why you’re the best teacher I could ask for!” Funami gave a toothy grin accompanied by a decisive nod. “Hey, isn’t it great? I am your little sis and disciple in one! Think of what we’ll accomplish together!”
Thus far all Sith she had met, minus the Emperor himself, lacked ambition. An ambitious girl, Funami did not share their morals and values, their sense of duty toward something greater. She wanted to grow, acquire power and influence alike.
“So where do we start, my lord?” The young Sith acolyte asked with a playful twinge in her voice.