Adaavi walked up and stroked the girls cheek in a soft, gentle motion as she kneeled down in front of her. “Now, time for you to get some practice with the blade.” She smirked as she walked away and sat in front of the pond facing the Twi’lek. “Let’s get you a simple opponent for now.” She said with a wicked grin as she waved her hand, a mist raising from the pond and forming into a solid being, nothing overly fancy.<br/><br/>The illusionary opponent for the girl was a generic padawan, possibly from the Jedi Masters past. The hood of his jedi robes thrown over his head and a blue lightsaber in his hand. The young man took a basic light saber stance and waited for his opponent. The boy could not have been more then thirteen. “This should be around your level. Do your best to not embarrass me?” She laughed and stared at the girl, her eyes twinkling sadistically.<br/>