--The Sith Disciple seated herself on the rotting trunk of a tree with a heavy sigh. Damp streaks of hair seemingly glued themselves over her cheeks and jaw as wide drops of rain poured down through the branches of the looming trees above. Gitane thumbed her pale green saber to life and held the humming blade out to the side. A flicker of a grin creased her lips as she heard the sickening sizzle of the saber passing through a small, drenched creature.

Blood-lust was heating her veins as she looked down at the smoldering animal. She had come here with hopes of battling a Jedi, but was granted no such pleasure at the moment. Perhaps the peaceful beings were afraid of the storm. A light, childish giggle escaped her throat at the thought of a Jedi being frightened by the violennce-hungry lightning.

Gitane again sent her saber to life as a twig was snapped behind her. She stood and spun around to see the source of the noise. Wildness glinted in the girl's eyes as she stared at the approaching Jedi in silence.--

OOC: As stated in the subject, this is open to any one Jedi.