Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-13427943-20170213053613/@comment-24416658-20170801055859

"Concentrate, Ana," Tanner said, as his apprentice was cautiously lifting one of Quark's rocket launchers, unloaded of course. Said clone was off to the side, very interested in how the Jedi did their thing.

"Feel the Force around it," Tanner continued, keeping his voice low, "Raise it up two meters, down one." Anastasia, her eyes closed and hands outstretched, did so, her face showing only the slightest strain. The launcher went up two meters in the air, then lowerered one, where it was shaking hard. Ana's face strained more, and she gasped, the launcher dropping to the floor. Quark leapt to catch it, just barely stopping it from hitting the floor.

"What was that, Ana?" Tanner asked, more worried than angry. His padawan sighed, looking to him. She had a worried expression on her face, and he nodded.

"You sense it too?" he asked, "This planet is off. Come on, let's meet up with Tombstone, fast." The two headed out, Tanner seeking out Wolfe as Quark went back to his squad, cradling his launcher like a child.