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Alora spins into a hands-free somersault, switching off one blade of her saber and deflecting blaster fire faster than the eye can track with the other.

-Master, I hate fighting living targets.... Ouch.-

She lands and eyes the incoming beings, wincing at the touch of darkness on them, then once more leaps into the air and spins herself into a living blur. Blaster fire glints off her armor, and adds new holes to the tattered jedi robe that's hanging off her shoulders.

-The communication window will be opening in....- She throws up both hands and watches with wide eyes as the power she feels surging through her pushes back the front wave of attackers. -...Five, four, three, two....-

"Canderous, back up!"
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"Yes, sir," Tiji said, carefully hiding the yawn, and listening to the Republic Admiral's final orders, his smaller, blue and flickering face oblivious to her boredome as he finished outlining her mission.

The young Jedi nodded and saluted him, then breathed a sigh of relief as he finally finished and left.

"I'm impressed. You managed to look much more attentive this time," her father smiled, approaching. She smiled.

"Come on dad, it's just a message delivery," she rolled her eyes.

"I still wish you'd take somebody with you. Zaalbar or Mission or-"

"The only one who's free is Atton," she said sweetly. Atton, who was currently shuffly Pazaak cards, looked up helpfully.

"Well he'd be useless," Carth sighed. "Alright. you ready to go?"

"Yes, dad," she smiled.
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Alora ducked the swing of a wicked looking halberd, then swept off the droid arm that held it before swirling and deflecting a blaster bolt.

-Well, this has got to be one of more honest receptions we've gotten,- she mused, watching as another bolt went through the edge of her swirling robe. -They didn't even pretend to be glad to see us. Master! Protect her! ...Thank You.-

She clenched her teeth as Tiji turned just in time to meet the droid that had intended to attack her from behind, then whirled with a slight creak of armor to meet her own next opponent.
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Carth's heart soared as he took his wife's hands, listened them being pronounced, and grinned, leaning in for his first kiss as a married-to-a-Jedi man.

Whole family around him, including his son, Dustil, and his wife, the Republic space Pilot felt, for the first time in a long, long while, completely at peace.

"Stop!" A man in dark brown Jedi robes strode forward, looking angry and worried. "Stop, this cannot happen!"
random_xtras: Portrait of a strong woman with dark skin and greying hair in many braids. (Alora)
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Alora opened her eyes and blinked at the ceiling, then sneezed explosively for a second time and growled, only to sneeze again.

And again.

Grumbling, she held her nose, thinking that she could have taken getting over a concussion with more grace if it hadn't been compounded by some opportunistic virus that had put her on her back for days. But at least the fever was gone now and her stomach didn't feel like it was filing for divorce.

But there was nobody sitting or laying on her bunk, so that meant that Carth and Mission weren't around. That depressed her a little as she pushed herself up against the headboard to have a look around.
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