The Jedi Master stood up silently, not even a clink of his lightsabers sounding in the floating island as she rose to her feet. Her hands peeling back her hood so that her long black hair could fall and reveal her face. An old scar tore open the right cheek of her face. Not fully healed and kept that way by the imprint world. The  worst of the gash at the back of her jaw, two teeth showing through a small hole. Perhaps a lightsaber wound, maybe a blaster shot, she was the only one who knew anymore.<br/><br/>The rest of her body seemed almost perfect. Arms bare of any fabric, her tone stomach and almost completely flat chest attractive and strong. Well defined abs were revealed by the cut of her shirt around the bottom of her ribcage. All the sleeves of her shirt cut off along with two extra holes made for her third and fourth arm. The tan skin of her feet were uncovered by any shoes or sandals. Her strong brown eyes were fastened on the girl in front of her.<br/><br/>“I suppose you have but you lack the intelligence or brilliance of any of the other students I have had the chore of working with.” She rolled her eyes and walked off to one of the spires and ran her hand down it. “I have little patience and will to teach someone who has such a hard time with our skills. Probably because of your age. If the situation was not so dire, I would not teach you at all.” A slight growl in her voice, but in truth, the girl was not so bad, she was just hard to please.<br/>