<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6a/Zalara_Faan.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Zalara Faan<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Training Room<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Jedi<br/><br/>Zalara spun her left leg sweeping as she dropped to the ground, her body parallel to the floor as the large metal glaive disrupted the air near her ear.  The blade was close, closer than it had been recently, Zalara wondered if Talashi was pushing her harder or losing her touch.  The Echani hand maiden had jumped, her legs flipping above her in the air as she swung the glaive, making Zalara's attack moot.  As Zalara came out of her sweep she spun again as quick slices came down in the place where she should have been.<br/><br/>Her spin brought her back up into a combat stance, the two large sticks that would replicate lightsabers in weight and motion at the ready.  Talashi jabbed once, blocked easily, jabbed again, with the same result.  She and Zalara had been training like this for years, each knowing and being able to anticipate each other's moves without question.  While fighting someone you could anticipate and understand seemed senseless to most people, to the Echani, it was a perfect form or dance and communication between warriors that could not be replicated.<br/><br/>The third jab came high instead of low as Talashi usually did, but Zalara swatted it away with ease, a toothy grin on her ash white skin.  I know all of your moves....why test me."  Zalara asked as they slowly walked around the edges of the circle, just outside of each others reach outside of the glaive's range.  The other woman stood in a similar combat stance.  Her tall lithe body was more muscle than curve or bend as most women had.  A lifetime of being a handmaiden tended to take away the aspects of their female identity for a more powerful form.  The two women fought in the nude, Talashi's small breasts and grey white skin shimmered with sweat as they stared across at each other.  Zalara was not better off, aside from the fact that her body had not been broken down and rebuilt through years of combat. Her body still retained a semblance of curvyness and her breasts were much larger than Talashi's.<br/><br/>The sound of footsteps down the hallway broke their stalemate as both women moved as quick as blinks towards the piles of robes lying on either side of the hall.  Within seconds both were covered in robes as one of the Senior Jedi entered the hall.<strong>"Come with me.  We need a word."</strong>Talashi shot Zalara a glance which Zalara quickly shook off with a nod before nodding respectfully to her trainer before slipping in behind the master.<br/><br/>In the council chamber she was greeted with looks from a few of the other Jedi as she slid up next to Aaron.  "What have you got us into now human?"  She seethed through her teeth as she crashed her shoulder solidly into his.  Aaron had been known to be more rogue than Jedi most times.  Their connection over the years had grown into more of a friendly rivalry than anything, which gave the cold aggressive Echani even more reason to chide him whenever there was a chance.<br/>