Re: Star Wars Rp
Amy was just crying, the young female wiping her face off quickly as the tears came. "I'm sorry." She sniffled, brushing her hair back. "I'm so sorry." She picked up her lightsaber, but the blade merely flickered with the blue light before dying down. With a quiet sniffle, she took the crystal out, and held it close.
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