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@ Lavender: BYE! I'm sad to see you go, but after school you and Cyna can always come back!

@Cho: Thank you for being the one who finally shows up! I was beginning to lose hope. Rubia is traveling with the Jedi. For your convenience, I will make their latest base on Couruscant.

Rubia~

Demas stares at me, his eyes full of fury,

"We've been tricked!" he screams. Yei-se Mace glowers at me,

"Why did you do this?" he asks, his voice strained. I hang my head, glancing at them to see if they buy it. They don't. My temper flares,

"For your information," I state hotly,"I had no idea you were even at the palace! My master never told me, and I was sold to you before I could warn you!" Yei-se Mace looks chagrined, but only for a moment,

"Fire the engines, Demas. Head for Couruscant. I will handle this."

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By the time we reached Couruscant, I had been lectured until my ears rang. Still, through the whole thing, I kept my face stony and unreadable. However, Yei-se had not mentioned anything about my going back to Grimbo. I took the leap,

"Am I going to go back?" I sounded younger than I would of liked. He stared,

"Of course not! You said you were a fighter, and we could sure use one. Can you fly?" I bit my lip in embarrasment,

"I don't know," I finally admitted," I've been a slave since I was born, I've never been in a cockpit." Yei-se Mace said simply,

"We can train you." I didn't press the matter. My luck had been good, I didn't want it to go downhill. Couruscant loomed ahead, a giant ball of sparkling city. In the almost night, the whole planet glittered. Demas joined the traffic, and Master Mace motioned me to the cockpit. Demas shot me a suspicious glance, but said nothing. Instead, he growled,

"I hate this planet," he mumbled," There are so many people!" Several more choice words followed this, as we sped towards the Jedi council.

Neri ~ I slip through the streets in front of the old Jedi building. A pack dangles just under my nose for a minute. A minute is all I need. I slip the bag off of her shoulders quickly and run.

I dart into an alley nearby, opening up the pack. "Give. That. Back." I look up. I can tell my fear is written all over my face.

I push past her quickly, running into the Jedi building. She bursts in a moment later. "Don't touch me." I command, my voice ringing out shrilly. I cling the pack.

"Give me my pack back," the girl says determindely. "No," I say, tossing my long blond hair over my shoulder. Her mouth drops open as she stares at something behind me. I glare at her. You can't use the "Oh look, it's a distraction!" trick on me.

A heavy hand lands on my shoulder. I whip around, my vibroblade in hand. The man catches my wrist with ease.

I grab my vibroblade with my other hand and make a move to stab him, but he catches it again. I stomp my foot on his own. "Ha!" I exclaim smugly, running over to one of the statues, and climbing it.

"How could you do that?" he asks. "I'm talented," I say, shruging.

"Are you force sensitive?" he asks.

"I don't know," I say, rolling my eyes. "Just go away, and let me deal with the girl," I say, gesturing at her.

"Master Yei-se!" a voice calls out. "Oh. Sorry," says a boy. "You realize I could kill you just by throwing this vibroblade?" I say casually to the boy. 

"Yeah," he says, clearly intending to finish his buisness. "Now, what's in this pack?" I say in an offhand way. "Give that back!" the girl shrieks. I smile smugly.

The boy opens his mouth to speak. "Master ..." 

"Nothin' doing, sister."

"Hey, you," the boy says calmly. "Me?" I ask innocently. "Yeah. The one who threatened me with thw vibroblade."

I grin. "Come down, won't you?" he asks.

"Um ..." I say pretending to be thinking. "No. Of course not. I'm not dumb. I'm gonna keep my well earned bag," I smile at the girl. "And whatever's inside of it."

The girl shrieks in outrage. "Rubia ..." Yei-se warns. "That's a girl's name," I say incredulously.

"And I'm a girl," Rubia says. My jaw drops. She shrugs. 

Hooray!!!

Rubia~

"Rubia..." Master Yei-se warns. I sigh. My uncivilized manners that Master Mace told me I have had begun to kick in. The girl on the statue stares at me,

"Rubia is a girl's name!" she exclaims. I shrug, pulling off the helmet which I had replaced,

"And I'm a girl." She glowers. I stare at her in disgust for a moment, then walk over to the girl who stole the pack. "Hello," I venture. She stares at me in a appraising manner for a time and then says,

"You can't make me hand over the pack." I grin,

"You're my kind of girl. What's your name?"

"Neri."

"I'm Rubia. I-"

"Rubia," Demas walks over, scowling at me,"Who is this?"

"Neri." I speak up for the girl. He curls his lip at Neri,

"Don't you know anything? She has commited theifery, in the Jedi council building of all the places! She's nothing but some street trash!" I sense Neri tensing next to me. For me, the comment not only insults the closet thing to a friend I've ever had, it insults me!

"I happen to be a type of 'street trash'. On Matern, slaves are treated worse than aliens on a civilized planet!" I explode. Master Mace has coaxed the climber girl down, and joins us.

"Rubia," he sighs,"Don't let your temper get the best of you." He turns to Demas,"We've got a long way to go before she is fit to be a Rebel fighter." He gestures for us to break up the conversation, and begins to negotiate between the two girls. I look around, bored. My eyes land on a bust of some famous Jedi. I walk casually over, and place my helmet on his head. It looks ridiculous! I giggle to myself. The only other person who notices is Demas. He frowns, the slowly he rolls his eyes at me and snickers. Maybe there is still hope for Demas.