"Actually... I came up with it. In my head. And then he did that thing where he makes your thoughts part of the conversation." She blushed hard at that, knowing she should definitely work harder on her mental defenses and figuring that was exactly the admonishment she'd be getting in a mo...

"Yes, ma'am." Pokere followed Knight Nuhok to the little grove, briefly hoped it wasn't to kill her without witnesses, and sat when directed to. She briefly considered the question at hand before shrugging. "I didn't join, ma'am. I was given to the order as an infant by my parents. T...

Pokere approached respectfully, moving in a small circle so that she approached from the side instead of from behind the older Jedi. "Knight Nuhok, I apologize if I'm interrupting your meditations." She bowed deeply to the higher ranked woman, having taken her master's instructions in appr...

Pokere bowed to her master when he arrived, then again when he told her he was leaving. She wondered at what he had in mind for teaching her to retain her weapons. She would have taken that phrasing as a disapproving reprimand from any of the teachers back on Ossus but she was starting to get the id...

Pokere's yellow blades flashed and spat, moving fast as they sought their target but yielding gently before the hissing blade of her opponent. She drove forward, her weapons moving in a delicate yet viciously fast dance assisted by the footwork she'd been working on non-stop since she'd been taken o...

"But master..." Pokere spoke up but paused, looking around the conference room self-consciously. However, Kaz gave her that open faced look that said he was curious to hear her question. She had been blessed with a master who loved questions because he loved answering them. Even if he occ...

Pokere looked amused at her master's behavior, though that quickly turned to very real consideration as she realized the foes she and her master would be facing personally, by dent of their skills and training. The Sith, in their home territory. Blade to blade, face to face, without tactical overwhe...

Pokere Nacht moved to take the seat next to her master at his gesture and not a moment before. She smiled at everyone, giving a little wave, and then sat quietly, properly, and upright. A stark contrast to her master's casual and irreverent pose. When he was done speaking she turned to look at Nibo,...

She watched him as he regarded her, smiling in the way that had become so familiar to her perception of the Corellian that she often had a hard time thinking of him without it even though she'd seen him without it, just a few moments ago in fact. His words made her smile, though it wasn't a mirthful...

Pokere bit her lip and looked aside as she regathered her thoughts. So much. Emotions, hopes, disappointment, the temptation to lie, so so much running through her head. But she was speaking to a Jedi Knight, her master, and the only thing for a proper Jedi Apprentice to do was come clean. "I f...