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Kyiah let out a scream of outrage as she was pushed back. But as quickly as she had fallen over she got back up and ran after him. "Outta my way" she snarled pushing violently through the crowd, not caring if she sliced through anyone by accident. She got sight of him briefly and turned a corner to cut him off. But by the time she had gotten to the turnoff point, he was gone. Kyiah screamed in another fit and went back to the Sith troopers. "FIND HIM!" she snarled and stalked away. Kyiah was prone to taking her anger out on civilians and many of them backed up in fear of her. "If anyone sees that Jedi or any suspicious actions, come to me immediately" she yelled walking toward the apartment that she owned.

Kyiah entered her apartment. She prefered to live away from the Sith Lord because he got so intense sometimes and if he found out she had allowed a Jedi to slip through her fingers...well she would get into huge trouble. Kyiah lay her lightsaber on the table and began to pace anxiously muttering to herself. "Ky you idiot! how would you let that damn Jedi get away, why would you stand there and talk to him! oh no if the Sith Lord finds out you are screwed" Kyiah yelled and grabbed a picture frame that was hanging on her way and hurled it out the window. She did this a few times, using the force to through items around until the last of her anger was gone. Kyiah collapsed onto the floor and moaned suddenly exhausted. This was what the Jedi had been talking about all those years ago. Kyiah and her temper, Kyiah and her anger, Kyiah and her fits.

Once she was relaxed, Kyiah left the apartment and began to hunt. She knew that Jay had been using the force to speak to someone, she recognized it in his face. A padawan? another Jedi Knight? she didn't know but she knew there had to be another one. Kyiah began to ask around for any unusual behavior but none came up. These particular Jedi had been smart and lay low. Just not low enough and Kyiah would find them, oh yes. Her eyes narrowed in determination and her lightsaber hilt clutched so tightly in her hand that her fists had turned white.