<strong>Destiny Pool:</strong>Dark Side: * | Light Side: *<br/><hr/><br/>Laera was all too happy to be herded into the padawans' quarters, following the sharp swat on her backside. While Lass was wrestling to get her boots off, Laera seemed to gracefully shed her clothes, the robes sliding off her body as though suddenly devoid of friction. With some deft footwork, her boots quickly followed.<br/><br/>The cobalt-coloured twi'lek was more petite than her compatriot - roughly a foot shorter, and less ruggedly built - save for the thick shaft that dwarfed even Lass's impressive length. Laera folded her hands behind her back, awaiting permission to join Lass, though she bounced somewhat impatiently on the balls of her feet, no less chilly herself. "I could certainly help warm you up," she said softly. "Though you also said something about a hot shower, and that sounds wonderful right about now."