“I’ll do it,” said Adala, her eyes yellow with hatred for the Jedi Ascendancy. “I’ll join you.” Darth Burai smiled evilly.

“I hadn’t doubted you,” he said.

“Of course you didn’t! I’m just that fabulous,” she replied, flipping her gorgeous, voluminous black hair. Darth Burai smiled.

“Let’s get you a new lightsaber, I see you’ve misplaced your old one,” he noticed.

“Can it be double bladed?” asked Adala. “I’ve always wanted to learn how to fight with a double bladed lightsaber.”

“Sure. Anything for my new apprentice,” said Darth Burai. Adala smiled once he turned around, trying to picture his delicious face in her mind. So what if she messed up his nose a little bit? That was her own personal touch. Love had been forbidden for the jedi way of life, but she was no longer a jedi.

“I sense a connection between us,” said Darth Burai, sending off a Super TrooperTM to fetch a new lightsaber. “The force is strong with you.”

“So, when do we kill Darth Vaita?” asked Adala, wanting to seek revenge.

“Patience, grasshopper,” Darth Burai replied. He had learned the phrase in a book entitled How to Sound Like an Epic Professional Force Master.

“So I’m a grasshopper,” she chuckled. “Then what would you be?”

He had to stop and think about that for a moment. “Um… a bigger grasshopper?

Adala giggled. “You’re so adorable!” Darth Burai blushed.

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“Isn’t this much better than the jedis?” he asked. “Your pathetic friends don’t know what they’re missing.”

“Obviously not.” Clutching the lightsaber, she dramatically rolled her wrist. “I never knew that I could be so happy.” Darth Burai smiled evilly. The plan was slowly falling into place.

“Shall we train? I assume you haven’t utilized a double blade before,” he said, watching as Adala carefully unsheathed two orange blades.

“No! Why would I have-OH MY GOSH IT’S ORANGE!!1!!!!” Adala exclaimed. “Orange is totally my color! Doesn’t it match my hair and skin tone perfectly?”

“Um,” Darth Burai replied. How did you pronounce !!1!!!! out loud? he wanted to ask, but decided against it.

“Come on, let’s get started!” she exclaimed, turning the lightsaber on again. The two plasma ends flared out.

“Careful, you’ll hurt yourself!” Darth Burai exclaimed. What’s going on? he thought. I’m acting like an overprotective parent.

“Don’t be so paranoid. I’m fine!” Adala taunted, swinging the lightsaber so wildly that it came mere centimeters from Darth Burai’s face. He force pushed her backwards.

“Never feel shy of using the force push. It’s a more than adequate offensive and defensive strategy,” taught Darth Burai. Adala smirked as she force pushed him backwards.

“Don’t shy away from the blades. Arms and fingers are disposable. It’s more important that you win your fight, rather than be too cautious about your appendages,” warned Darth Burai. Adala viciously struck him with a few twists and turns of her lightsaber. Darth Burai counterattacked her and sent her into a rage of swings.

“Good. You’re using your frustration to fuel your power,” he said evilly. Adala sliced and slashed but Darth Burai kept blocking her hits. He suddenly knocked her to the ground.

“Ahg,” Adala cried out as she tumbled backwards. Darth Burai crouched down besides her.

“This is an extremely vulnerable position. You’ve bested me in it once before. Surprise me,” he said, charmingly. Adala leaned forwards and pecked him on the cheek. Taken aback, Adala saw the perfect opportunity to strike. She kicked him in the chest this time, careful not to damage his vulnerable nose again.

“Surprised enough?” smirked Adala, getting up and leaving the room. Darth Burai sighed. If there was such thing as a soulmate, he had found it.