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It wasn't her first choice for places to train, but Mara had the feeling she was welcome here. At least as welcome as she would be anywhere else. She wanted to be out and moving, not staring at walls and thinking. The Sensorium was too much of an escape right now. She needed to concentrate on things she could control, and that included her body and her skills.

Her lightsaber was in hand as she tried to run through the mental patterns that Luke had taught her, before she had even heard of a ship with a name and personality. It seemed a lifetime ago.

Movements slow and collected, the smuggler lifted her lightsaber with her eyes closed, fighting an enemy that only she could see. This was something she could concentrate on and lose herself in. The Jedi Temple made an appropriate backdrop, doors thrown wide open to keep her from feeling caulstrophrobic. She was already tired of being closed in. The humm of her weapon and the brush of her feet on the floor was the only sound as she continued to practice.

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Luke trailed his fingers along the walls of the buildings, following Mara's trail. It was an odd flavor of emotions she left in the Force; calm and in turmoil all at once, a kind of singleminded determination to continue forward with life. It was very distinctly Mara, and he found it easy to follow--though Luke knew he could find her anywhere they went. After twenty-two years of marriage, he could have picked her out in a heartbeat.

He found her at last. "Good choice of setting," he said softly when she came to a pause in her training, his plantsuited feet making no sound on the floor.