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Sylvain watched her walk away from him with a comforting smile on his lips just in case she would look back.
Seeing that she didn't he waited until she was gone before turning his head to the wall and pounding it against the hard surface in exasperation.
"Why can't it be easier...?" He rested his head on the wall as he contemplated how he would go on from here.
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Force Sensitive | Human | Reputation 8 | Graduation 13 | Imperial Noble | Acolyte | Charming | Baras' Apprentice
Carries: Armored Clothing, Communicator, Lightsaber (Purple), 2x Stimpacks, Survival Kit, Jungle Clothes, Holopad
"The promise given was a necessity of the past: the word broken is a necessity of the present." -Sylvain Torsin
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