Fateful Findings

He would see she was wherein Jedi robes her brown hare was tied back in messy braces with black ribbon. There was sand in her hair and all 𝐎ffer her despite this her pail skin was starting to tur pink from ex’s posed to the sun.

Her bright bore into him. Who was this man then it hit her a wave of darkness. She ignited the blue blade of her lightsaber. “ sith what do you want” she called. The was very clear fear and a prevention in her voice.

Mar's eyes widened in surprise when he realized she was a jedi. Or rather, it was clear she was a padawan. Her reaction to him was a foolhardy one that only an untrained jedi would've made. His brow furrowed when she ignited her lightsaber. Yet he remained still and simply looked her in the eye.

"Girl. Put that thing away. I'm trying to help you." Yet by the time he managed to finish his sentence she was already doubled over in a heap upon the sand. Her lightsaber rolled to his feet and he grimaced and sighed. "See? What kind of idiot is your master to let you wander off?" He muttered as he bent down to pick up the girl's lightsaber.

Indeed, the crystal was in as much distress as the girl was. He felt it recoil from his touch. The darkness he carried was immense, he was aware, yet he sighed and picked up the saber as his mind turned to more pleasant thoughts. His other hand went to the pendant around his neck as a painful, yet warm, memory filled his mind and brought the light to the forefront. It was a dim light to be sure, but it was what had brought him to this moment.

He stuffed the girl's saber into his pack as he went to her and carefully laid her on her back and lifted her head to his canteen.

"Drink." He said firmly.