*De'Ville closed the door and pulled out a pair of scissors. She let her hair down, and brushed out the long tresses for the last time. Looking in the mirror, she put the scissors to the hair and made the first cut. At least two feet of hair dropped to the ground.

She grimly went at her task, cutting her hair to a managable length. De'Ville felt lighter when she was done, and knew she wouldn't have to worry about the long hair getting in the way anymore.

Calling in a droid to clean up the cut hair, she left for the Temple.*