[ For a moment, Vestara considered telling the truth. If they had the same task, it might be easier to let this girl do most of the work.
And then she saw the lightsaber hilts.
For a split second, her eyes widened. She instinctively reached within to tamper down on her emotions in the Force before realizing that if she couldn't touch the Force, this Jedi probably couldn't either. She kept her face in the same expression of casual challenge, letting the small scar at the corner of her lips create the illusion of a half-smile.
Hell. If there was a young Jedi here, she probably had a master hiding around a corner. Should she kill the young one now for an advantage against the master, later? Or hope that the young one didn't recognize her and slip out into the city--? What she needed was time to think, and that meant talking. The easiest and most convincing thing to do while her brain was elsewhere was, to bring things full circle, tell the truth. ]
I'm supposed to destroy it, [ she said, putting a hand on her hip in the universal teenage sign of cocky chest-puffing. More importantly, it also put her hand closer to her parang, just in case she chose option one. ]
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And then she saw the lightsaber hilts.
For a split second, her eyes widened. She instinctively reached within to tamper down on her emotions in the Force before realizing that if she couldn't touch the Force, this Jedi probably couldn't either. She kept her face in the same expression of casual challenge, letting the small scar at the corner of her lips create the illusion of a half-smile.
Hell. If there was a young Jedi here, she probably had a master hiding around a corner. Should she kill the young one now for an advantage against the master, later? Or hope that the young one didn't recognize her and slip out into the city--? What she needed was time to think, and that meant talking. The easiest and most convincing thing to do while her brain was elsewhere was, to bring things full circle, tell the truth. ]
I'm supposed to destroy it, [ she said, putting a hand on her hip in the universal teenage sign of cocky chest-puffing. More importantly, it also put her hand closer to her parang, just in case she chose option one. ]