<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>Despite his anger and annoyance, Torven managed a light, seemingly amused tone.  "And here, the last time I checked, the Council of the New Jedi Order owned, operated, and ruled over this temple and the school within it," he looked to Isulura with a bit of mock surprise, "The Republic didn't turn it over to someone else did they?  I didn't miss a memo?"  The defiant look didn't work well.  First, he was too old and experienced for that.  Secondly, he'd faced down innumerable species of myriad appearances, some truly hideous, in his time fighting in the arenas.  No little Human girl was likely to faze him.