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Fina continued to sit down, hands held out and motioning for the boxes to continue spinning. Then after a few moments more of this, she set them down around her. Moving one box up at a time, she threw it with the force, as hard as she could, then as it neared the wall, she used the force to pull as hard as she could, to stop the box. It came very near to slamming into the wall, but stopped just before it hit. Pulling the box back, she let it hover infront of her for a moment before throwing it and stopping it again... She repeated this 5 times, before she added a second box. Throwing both at the same time, she would try to stop them both at once. Both stopped just before hitting the wall, as she'd done with the first box. She continued this process, 5 times before adding another box, until she finally had 5 boxes in the air. The first throw for all of them, the one on the left end of the line hit the wall and bounced slightly away from it...

Fina let a smile cross her face. "Ok, now I know how many I should train with..." She stood and walked away from the boxes, keeping them held in the air with the force, and sat with her back against the opposite wall of the room. Motioning with one hand, the boxes floated just infront of her, and then she continued as she had been before, except stopping the boxes sooner, so that she wouldn't possibly damage the training room. Just practicing pushing and pulling...

Still fallowing the Jedi from a distance, Avor was just out of breath as the Jedi. The human Jedi was frailer then his kind, but had the force to help him run. All he could do between the gasps for air was mutter "...at least...I didnt have to run....after a hover pod...."

"Then speak, Kari"

Alron gave a slight bow to the girl, still looking around suspiciously...it was surely sensible something bothered the jedi

"Yes its not nice when your egines decide to die in the middle of a battle. It always seems i press something I dont know what it does and they magicaly restart".

Sergei laid in the middle of the Jedi Temple unconcious, blood running from his body. He could feel the cold, black void engulfing him, but he didn't know if it was a dream. And then he did begin to dream.

Sergei was in the middle of a room, but it was not an ordinary room. He was surrounded by low seats with people in them. The walls were made of glass except for a door. Infront of him was a man standing there speaking to the people in seats.

Before you stands a murderer. He killed his family after killing his Master. And nothing was done to apprehend him, but now, he has done something foul and evil. He has killed a group of Jedi Padawans. While they slept, he crept into the room and stole their lightsabers. One awoke and he killed them all. He has no compassion and cannot be allowed to live!

Noted, your opinion is. But kill their prisoners, the Jedi do not. Careful thinking this descion will require...

He killed Jedi! What is their to think about!?

I did not kill Jedi. I cleansed the galaxy of a few weak fools, not worthy of using the force. And no matter what you do to me, no matter how far I have to go, or what I have to go through...I will come back for the Jedi.

Hmm...execute him.

Looking at his right, he saw a man dying in his blood. Peren ran to him. He start using his powers too heal him. While healing him, Peren try to speak to him.

Mister, do you hear me? Mister do you hear me?

Peren try to connect his mind to his so he could speak to him in his tought. When he was able to make the bound, he instantly fell in his dream. Peren was concious when he was in his dream, he knew he was in a dream.

Peren appeared in front of a window, looking a running man. He was trying to leave the Temple. Peren reconisses him. He jumps out of the window and start running behind him.

Stop come here I need to talk to you.

Glacian had been feeling out Alrons physical movements the best he could from a distance, trying his best to mask his own presence. He had ment to get right on going to Alron's room, just to disprove Manic, but Alrom had gone there first off, so he couldn't have goten int their if he wanted to. But when he sensed Arlon rush to a trash heap of all things, in much to much of a hurry for it to not be strange, Glacian follwoed at a good distance and appraoched the trash heap once Alron was a quite a ways back.

He climbed to the top of the heap, using the force to blank out his sense of smell somewhat, so the rotting aroma was standable to his normally extra intensive senses. He found the bag he had sensed Alron carring and stil felt a small force 'residue' if you will that felt like Alron's. He grabbed the bag climbed back off the trash heap, going back to his room to investigate it.

Once he got in his room and locked it with a high level encrytion he thought up on the spot, sat down and opened up the bag to 'see' what was in side....
[[i have no idea so you'll have to field that one Manic]]