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Karzel Saiffer is a good Jedi.

Karzel Saiffer walks around with a kind smile all the time, accompanied by an aura of serenity. Karzel Saiffer has a kind word to say to everybody, but never shows signs of unacceptable attachment. Karzel Saiffer is remarkably good at smoothing the feathers of irate politicians, murmuring reassuring nonsense to people who want to know why the Jedi aren't doing this that or the other thing, and saying something Wise to padawans who are, perhaps, not as serene and detached as they should be.

Karzel Saiffer never does anything wrong. Karzel Saiffer is boring.

Karzel Saiffer is lifting her, ever so gently, from her bed.

 
 
 
 
 

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She shifts when she moves, waking up quickly, heart racing a bit -

She doesn't make any noise, holding still. (For now.)

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He carries her out of the creche. 

He carries her to the temple hangar. 

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"Where are we going?" she whispers.

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"Away. Forever." 

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" - You're kidnapping me?"

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"Yes." 

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"Sounds exciting."

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"How do you feel about renegade Sith and slave revolutions?" 

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"Really exciting, then."

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He finds a small shuttle in a mostly-ignored corner and opens it almost silently, setting her down on one of the chairs once they're inside. 

Nobody interrupts them during takeoff. 

 

Once they're far enough away from the temple that nobody could possibly sense either of them, his aura changes. 

He stops oozing serenityserenity into the Force, replaced by a combination of nervousness, relief, and excitement. 

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She's stopped squishing herself and responds with unbridled glee.

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"Are you doing alright? I noticed--that you shouldn't be there--but I wasn't sure how badly it was hurting you." 

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"Dunno."

"I think I'm - smaller - than I should be. Want to be."

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Nod. 

"We'll try to help with that." 

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"Who's 'we'?"

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"My renegade Sith and I." 

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"What's your renegade Sith like?"

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"They're--very passionate. Very self-assured. They were born the child of an escaped slave in Hutt space, before a Sith Lord passed by, noticed a strong untrained Force sensitivity, killed their mother and abducted them as an apprentice. They escaped and began gathering resources to kill him--that's when we met. I helped them bring down their old Master, and since then they've been playing the role of the traditional Sith while secretly gathering resources to overthrow the Hutts and free the slaves on their home planet." 

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"They sound nice."

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"They are." Deep affection threads its way through his Force signature, the kind that would have the other Masters tsking about attachment. 

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"You like them a lot." Being around someone feeling so deeply is nice.

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"I love them very much. They're incredibly important to me." Sooooooo much attachment. He must be about a bajillion times better than her at faking, for everyone to have thought he was a good Jedi this long. 

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She doesn't know if she wants to learn to be that good or not.

"Then I bet I'll like them too."

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"I hope so. --I couldn't get into the records to find your parents before we had to leave. I don't have anyone else for you to go to, right now, if you don't like it with us." 

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"My parents let the Jedi take me in the first place."

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