<strong>Name</strong>:<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Laeli, Jedi Outcast</strong></span>(https://drive.google.com/file/d/1E-EIQhFXRwqtA4Uh3HySfmAVzatXJwIu/view?ths=true)<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/vvpMbdC.png)</div><br/><strong>Wounds</strong>: 0/13<br/><strong>Strain</strong>: 0/13<br/><strong>Soak</strong>: 3<br/>Conflict:0<br/><strong>Tags</strong>: Vo-Cador<br/><hr/><br/>Laeli took a deep breath, standing outside the door to the men's bunks. She was dreading this encounter, though she knew she really shouldn't. Vo was still a youngling when she left the Order, she doubted he would remember her. But just the fact that there was another force sensitive aboard meant this was a conversation that would come up sooner or later, and Laeli would rather have the talk on her own terms. Steeling herself, she knocked lightly on the door.<strong>"Master Vo, I would like to speak with you. I suspect you are already aware of why."</strong>The miralian said, closing her eyes.