motherkriffing lightsaber building, jed-eye!

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It had taken her ages to get the parts, to carve the hilt, to finish the crystals.  Now was good.  Now, found her in a little studio that she'd cleaned and set up as an assembly area because she was more than ready to put the pieces together.  Well, once Obi-Wan showed.  There was no way she was going to do this without actual instruction.  That?  Would be stupid.  And Arha is not quite that stupid.  Perhaps in other neglected areas, she might find herself occasionally acting the fool, but really, when it came down to something of this caliber, she was not going to risk blowing her face off.

It was delicate work to begin with.

Everything was all laid out on the blanket she'd purloined from the quarters she shared with Obi-Wan, and each part was finely tooled, clean, and ready for installation.  Arha Masaari was excited and that excitement gathered around her  and rippled out through the Force with the glee of a two year old in possession of a favorite toy.  Or chocolate.  Or something that induced shrieking glee and bubbly laughed, and possibly the clapping of hands.

She had a lightsaber to construct and it was hers and she'd worked hard to make it as close to Obi-Wan's in the inside as she could.  So.  There.  Arha finished laying the last piece down, and grinned fit to light up the room.