Kaman Jeris Deliai
Nov 22nd, 2001, 03:00:10 PM
Kaman waits for Dane to arrive. She writes in her thought book, which also holds many interesting things people have said over the years, a thoughtful look in her bright brown and gold eyes. Her soft red-brown hair was tied back. The 18 year old girl would soon be 19. March 5th was the day.
If only my father could see me now. He would be proud that I sought out Jedi training of my own free will. I always thought he would think that I enjoyed the fast paced life of secret ops. But it was time for a change. My section was decimated, and ops command told me about my father, what he really was. So here I came, and here I am...
If only my father could see me now. He would be proud that I sought out Jedi training of my own free will. I always thought he would think that I enjoyed the fast paced life of secret ops. But it was time for a change. My section was decimated, and ops command told me about my father, what he really was. So here I came, and here I am...